I do a lot of photography and I share it on my Pixelfed.

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Cake day: June 9th, 2023

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  • The first draft is stream of consciousness

    Just hammer it out until it is done

    Sentence structure? Doesn’t matter.

    Punctuation? If you feel like it.

    Spelling? Fcuk it, wing it.

    Do the editing and later

    Think of the first draft as a rough hunk of marble you carve out of a mountain. You bring it back to the shop to do roughing passes until you can find David within.

    Literally this last weekend I hammered out 10,000ish words in one of the many story projects I’m working on. I’ll finish one at some point, I just need to stop hammering these things out at 2am when I need to get up at 9am.


  • I feel you friend, my meds ain’t working as well as they should anymore but the closet appointment I can get for adjusting them is still weeks out

    One of the “perks” of my job is that is basically pure chaos when you focus on the little details. Big picture you’re just loading and unloading trucks with a forklift, but in the thick of it you’re positioning pallets, identifying what kind of freight it is, confirming the paperwork is done properly, determining position for each type of shipment, balancing the trailers, and on, and on. Not to mention that every single trailer throughout the day is a clearly defined goal that I can see the progress of constantly as I approach finishing the trailer.

    That chaos for me helps (as crazy as that sounds) because there’s so many little details to track and check that it’s a constant stream of new details.

    The only problems I’m having at work really is getting there on time, taking my breaks on time, and leaving on time. The actually grind I’m doing fine at… mostly… at least not bad enough to draw attention… currently.

    I think a big factor for why my boss is understanding is that his son has ADHD and he knows what that like.

    Now my personal life on the other hand, that’s a trash fire currently due to the ADHD and the meds needing adjusting.




  • I’m trying, honest!

    I just get paralyzed right as I try to start!

    It fucking hurts when I finish a day, can’t muster the energy to start on one of my projects, then just sit there hating myself while I waste another day doing shit I don’t enjoy (scrolling memes) rather than doing something I do enjoy (ANY OF MY GOD DAMNED HOBBIES!)

    Tomorrow though, tomorrow I’m starting a print job for film holders for my new (to me) 4x5 camera and hell or high water putting at least one brush stroke on my Orc Marauders Battle Truck model (it’s for One Page Rules, an approachable tabletop war game)


  • And the overwhelming urge to take a nap before the dryer is done rocking.

    I eventually got a second bed set just to help me out on that front

    But unfortunately they’ve got a different thread count so they have a different skin feel then the old ones so I absolutely can’t mix the sheets with the other ones because the difference is too jarring







  • NGL though sitting under a tree and watching the clouds drift by in this state is pretty nice

    It’s like I shift into a different gear.

    The chaos in my head falls silent.

    The cool of the shade I’m sitting in, the whisper of the wind in the grass and leaves, the chill of the grass on my skin and the soft caress of the wind in my hair, the soft smells of earth and damp moss, the sight of the clouds twisting upon themselves.

    The clouds dancing to the sounds of the wind.

    It’s a moment of peace before something pulls me back.