As some of you know, I couldn’t sleep last night, so I decided to spend some time figuring out how to spread my time over my five author accounts and writing that woman’s story on domestic violence and sexual abuse. It’s not an easy one to write. Trying to figure out what to fictionalize, what to keep accurate, and how to put it all together in an entertaining (if that’s the right word) way is a lot more challenging than I thought it would be.
It’s an enriching and interesting experience, no doubt.
It’s also uncomfortable.
This woman went through some things.
She showed me some of her scars when she was telling me everything that happened, even some of her more…intimate ones, and the entire time I was thinking how easy my life has been in comparison. So many people have it so much worse than we do, and yet we complain like our lives are just soul-crushing.
I also took Anne grocery shopping and got a good chunk of the outline done for Voyeur Season 2 Episode 2. (If you haven’t read any of this series, please do so!) I even redid the cover to something I’m actually happy with. Finally. 🎉
And then I talked to Rebecca for a bit through Facebook Messenger. It was…interesting. It kind of put me in a weird emotional place after, which is why I was so shocked when Anne randomly strolled by and called me a chicken wench. I have no idea what that means, but that triggered a long round of smack-talking and laughing that pulled me out of the funk I was in. I really needed that. Maybe that was why she did it to begin with. 🤔
Evil ostrich-looking motherfucker. 😅
Goodnight (hopefully) loves.
Tomorrow: writing like the demoness I am.
“I really think that sex always looks kind of funny in a movie.”
– William Friedkin