Coming-out (over)sensitivity

Sep. 22nd, 2017 11:49 pm
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So, eleven years ago, when I first began to suspect I was grey-asexual, I posted about my asexual character Merrick at the main asexual forum.

It didn't go well.

http://www.asexuality.org/en/topic/20059-life-prison-fantasy-story-w-asexual-character/

Rereading that thread, I'm not sure why I writhed from the comments, except that . . . Well, read on.

So I mostly avoided the asexual community from then on. Fast forward to 2017, when yes, I'm sure now that I'm grey-asexual. So I got up my courage and mentioned Merrick to another asexual person.

It didn't go well.

https://mobile.twitter.com/duskpeterson/status/911342888272912384

Subthread:

https://mobile.twitter.com/duskpeterson/status/911418499800629249

Afterwards, I tried to beat back my tears by reciting to myself the valuable mantra, "It's not about you. It's not about you. You're the one who offended, so don't make this about you."

Still . . .

I wish I wasn't so darned sensitive during the coming-out stage. I went through this when I came out as bi, I went through this when I came out as nonbinary, and now I have to go through it *again*, this feeling that I'm not a proper [insert category] till I've been welcomed into the [insert category] community. (This isn't pure paranoia. My nonbinary coming-out experience in the gay/lesbian/bi community and trans community was a horror story.) And so, if I encounter even the slightest sign that I'm not 100% accepted, I curl up into a ball and whimper.

So basically, I could use a few "Yay, you're asexual!" comments from you kind folks.

TGIF

Sep. 22nd, 2017 08:31 pm
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Man, I'm glad for a weekend. This week was long but not because I got a lot done. It was just long because I would have rathered be back in bed.

Oh well. It's over and I get to sleep in tomorrow.

I got more writing on the novel done. Morgan's plan to seduce Quinn with cupcakes went sideways when Quinn surprised her with art supplies that brought back memories of Morgan's grandmother being mean. Abusive mean. But Quinn's revived it by offering, yup, cupcakes (hey, they were right there) and cuddles.

Yeah, I want to write them cuddling and then playing with paint afterwards. Why not?

Got this week's story uploaded everywhere. It's another Gods Above and Below story called The Shadow of Time's Courage. I didn't get the Now Available post up but once the POD has cleared I absolutely am going to get that done. Looks like Now Available posts are going up once a month or so. *sigh*

Did manage to get prep work done all the way to my next novel to come out in the first week of November. That's the first of my 3 novels in 3 months books: Day Hunt on the Final Oblivion. Need to do final proofreading, get it into POD (along with three other stories) and I'll be well ahead of schedule. I might even get it up for preorder. :D

Goals for tomorrow include going and spending my gift card at Barnes and Noble, hitting the mall, writing, shredding mountains of zucchini for zucchini bread, and that's about it, I think.

I'm off to bath and bed now--goodnight everyone!

Progress!

Sep. 20th, 2017 07:53 pm
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I got two covers done today, plus I got the basic format for two more stories. One was a collections so good on me. In addition, I finished another chapter of the new romance novel. Morgan has realized that yes, she's already falling for Quinn. And after a brief bit of 'oh fuck no' she basically shrugged and decided to go for it.

Have I mentioned that Morgan is a LOT like me?

Because she is. I do not overthink anything. Hell, most of the time I barely think about it and just go for it, trying things until it works. Kind of fun writing a character so much like me.

Quinn is going to freak the fuck out when she realizes it. XD

So yeah, the matchmaking efforts I had vaguely planned in my head aren't going to happen. Morgan jumped straight over it. Oh well, it'll be fun to write her slowly seducing Quinn with Science! Except no, it'll be with ART! *Morgan waves tiny fist in the air dramatically, hair blowing behind her before she breaks into giggles*

Yeah, having way too much fun with Morgan and Quinn. I'm over 20K and I think I'm about half done. Maybe more. We'll see how things go. Quinn isn't going to make it easy, that much I know.

Work was a little better but that was solely and entirely because I forgot that I was supposed to do an audit today. Outright blanked it. So did the boss and my coworker. Just means I'll do it tomorrow. *sigh*

Goals for tomorrow include writing another chapter, getting more stories into basic format (I'm trying to get way ahead so I don't have to worry during the workshop next month), going and setting up an appointment for getting my car serviced (overdue and definitely needed before the six hour drive to the workshop), and that's about it.

Oh. Yeah. And doing something with the latest load of zucchini that my plant produced. I've got more basketball sized ones to deal with because I let it slide. Oops.

Off to bath and bed for me--goodnight everyone!

Birthday

Sep. 19th, 2017 08:38 pm
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I turned 50 today. One one hand, that's kinda a wow, 50 years. Huh. On the other, it was just another day. Went to work, forgot my usb drive so I couldn't do any writing or farting around. Went out to dinner at Olive Garden with the hubby.

Just another day.

But I did get presents! The hubby bought me a fitting book (for sewing), a book on making your own bath bombs and a pattern I'd wanted. Plus Wonder Woman! *cheers wildly* My mom sent me this cool gift box with 50 gifts from the sea (shells and the like), 50 antique buttons from her and my grandmother, 50 jelly beans and $50 in one dollar bills to celebrate my 50 years of life. AND work gave me a lovely card with a $25 gift certificate for Barnes and Noble so that's good, too.

Not a bad birthday, overall. I guess once you hit 50 or so you just don't have that huge thrill with birthdays. I'm more excited about the writing workshop next month than this.

Goals for tomorrow include getting 3 overdue Now Available posts up, actually working on prepping a short story for submission (if that anthology is still open--have to check), writing (please, I about went crazy today for lack of it), exercises and that's about it. Maybe looking at the Wonder Woman extras. We'll see.

Off to bath and bed for me--I planned ahead and got Lush floating islands when we hit the mall on Sunday. *big grin*

Goodnight everyone!
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The Three Lands


"Have you ever heard of a place where the custom is for friends not to touch each other?"

Adrian knows that friendship is a fundamental custom of all mankind. Or so he thinks, until his closest friend discovers a mysterious journal.

A commentfic for [personal profile] schneefink. This story can be read on its own, but it does have spoilers for the chapters of "Law Links" that I have already posted.

  • Online fiction: Famine or Feast at AO3.

  • Series: The Three Lands.

  • Series resources: The Great Peninsula: series resources for The Three Lands.



  • Law Links


    "Sometimes I feel that he is as mysterious as the gods, and that he is hiding something of vital importance from me. Something that would transform my life."

    Few events are more thrilling in a young man's life than a blood feud between two villages. Or so Adrian thought.

    Torn between affection toward his traditional-minded father and worship of his peace-loving, heretical priest, Adrian finds himself caught between two incompatible visions of his duty to the gods. Then the Jackal God sends Adrian a message that will disrupt his world and send him fleeing to a new and perilous life.




    Men and Lads


    "'You have committed a vile and savage act, one that any other nation would punish with death. Our punishment, on the other hand, will only be to give you what you want. You have sought to live in a world without boundaries of civilization, and such a world shall henceforth be your dwelling place.'"

    A cold-hearted murderer. A vicious abuser. A young man hiding a shameful secret. A bewildered immigrant. A pure-minded spy.

    All of these men have found their appointed places at Mercy Life Prison, where it is easy to tell who your enemies are. But a new visitor to Mercy is about to challenge decades-old customs. Now these men's worst enemies may be hiding behind masks . . . and so may their closest allies.




    Sweet Blood


    "He tried to keep his voice calm, though his pulse was racing."

    Time is running out.

    Vito de Vere has ten days to prepare for his performance in the Eternal Dungeon's first play. He may have fewer days than that to fight for his career and to save his prisoner's life.

    As the Eternal Dungeon prepares for the greatest change it has ever undergone, Vito must prove his worth by breaking and transforming a criminal. Nobody else is likely to manage it. And nobody but himself cares so passionately whether his prisoner survives.

    As an actor, Vito portrays the qualities of courage, love, truth, and trust. Now he must find the strength to take those qualities into the breaking cell.




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    Sep. 17th, 2017 08:59 pm
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    The hubby and I had friends over for a dinner party yesterday. I never have dinner parties. Just never. I think this is the second one in like three years. It went well but man, so very tired today and I got none of the stuff I wanted to get done. Prep started on like Thursday and consumed the weekend entirely.

    Even today because wow, so pooped.

    Still, it was fun and we had highly successful BBQ ribs. Our guests like the ribs so much that they traded really good brownies for ribs when they went home.

    Writing this weekend was terrible. I barely managed to get a half hour's worth over the weekend. I think, if I'm lucky, I'll manage to get Morgan to realize that Quinn needs help in her life by the end of the latest chapter. But no guarantees on that. They're in that talking and getting to know each other stage when I desperately want to be moving them along into falling in love.

    I mean, they're halfway there already but neither of them are going to give up easily. I need to get their friends ganging up on them soon and I can't if they keep talking forever. Darn stubborn characters with better ideas of how to fall in love than me. *grin*

    *Sigh*

    I'm so tired. And sore. Cleaned the whole house, including scrubbing my bathroom fully which I haven't done in far too long. My body hurts from it all.

    Goals for tomorrow include writing more than 500 words, getting this week's short story cover done, work and frankly that's all I can manage right now. I know there's more. I just can't remember it.

    Off to bed sans bath as I'm too tired--goodnight everyone!

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