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It's snowing. Well, gushing snow is more like it--the town is already blanketed in white and roads are, well. What roads? Snowplows will be out on the prowl soon, clearing the way for a new work week.
It's been a strange couple of months. Mostly I just kept my head down, worked, hung out with friends a little. I even went shopping a couple of times! I now finally have a pair of dressy pants and a pretty black evening top for an upcoming fancy-shmancy dinner. Because, hell, who knows--maybe them fancy-shmancy restaurants don't let you in if you're sporting hobo comic book artist fashion (aka second-hand t-shirt and well-worn jeans).
Been doing some soul-searching, too. It's new to me, having my stuff read by so many people. I am finding it difficult to adjust to the attention, I never liked being in a spotlight of any kind. *this is where knowing chuckles are heard from people who've seen me at the TOKYOPOP panels. I blend in well with those chairs, no? XD* Frankly, I much prefer to lurk and watch people from the shadowy corners. I like to chat, but in small groups of people--crowds make my social anxiety flare up something nasty. The upside of this forced interaction, though, is that I've met a lot of very cool people on this journey already. And it's only the beginning! Hopefully, anyway.
Like I mentioned, the script for the second Dramacon is DONE. It was very difficult to write, the first one was much easier--things just sort of fell into place then. But this one just wouldn't come together right. I had to cut out characters and entire scenes, sew it back up and then beat it with a bat to make it live (because I am too cheap lazy practical to do that whole Evil Genius Lab thing and harness electricity from lightning or whatever). The good news is that the effort's been worth it, or so I've been told by my lovely proof-readers. And I didn't even have to pay them to say that! Is very encouraging.
Life in general is not particularly exciting--I stay at home and I work. And the only exciting thing that happened there was this one time when we had three strange men in our bathroom. Breaking off the tile around the bathtub and replacing it with new ceramic. The. Entire. DAY. And we got warned about it only the night before: "Oh btw, there'll be people coming tomorrow to rip up your bathroom. Have a good night!" Svet: "....Wait, WHAT?!" So that was an interesting day. And by interesting I mean 'let's not do this EVER AGAIN, okay?!'
Still working on the CosmoGirl comic every month, apparently it's been getting really good feedback from the readers. I am very glad, I work really hard on those pages, as do the editors. Speaking of which, here is funny story... Usually the CG editors and I work out an outline before I sit down to write the script for an installment. But it's been a busy past few weeks for everyone, so we kind of forgot to do that for this month, and I only realized it when I sat down to script. Hilarity ensued:
Svet: Hey guys, we never decided on an outline
CG: *praises Svet for being on top of things and expresses full confidence that she can just tap her genius and come up with stuff without them*
Svet: *bask bask* ...Wait, what?
CG: *busy*
Svet: Huh. Well, okay.
Svet: *taps genius*
Genius: Experiencing technical difficulties, please stand by.
Svet: ...Uh-oh. *tap tap taaaap*
Genius: We are sorry, this service is temporarily unavailable.
Svet: Nonononono *TAAAAAAP!!*
Genius: Out of order, sorry for the inconvinience.
Svet: ................. *expletive deleted*
I laugh through the tears. As are all the writers on my f-list, I'm sure XD
Here is another funny story (you get two, since I was away for so long). One fine afternoon I was preparing some stuff for mailing and my Mom saw that I lick the envelopes to seal them. I was immediately made to halt that activity and it was explained to me that eating glue is not only unhealthy, but also an insult to her cooking*. It was suggested I use a wet sponge or something instead. Being the proper daughter that I am, I ignored the advice and 5 minutes later started licking another envelope. My Mom, of course, had to walk by again at that exact moment, and I guiltily froze in my tracks, looking something like this.
I don't need TV, for I AM MY OWN DAMN SITCOM XD
And with that, I bid y'all a good night. _I_ won't be sleeping, of course--I've got work to finish. But you? Do sleep, if you can. It'll make it that much easier for my ninja to draw mustaches on your collective faces in retaliation. IN PERMANENT MARKER, YO.
xoxo
Svet!
P.S. A big welcome to all the new folks on the list! Thank you very much for all the wonderful comments, I will try to reply as soon as I can :D
*she didn't really say the bit about the insult to her cooking. but it makes for a better story, so I snuck it in. never trust writers!
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