A cool fundraiser for Japan. Go. Bid. Win.
I'm friends with some of these folks, great writers all, and ubercool people. Worth a shot, eh??
My green nail polish is still fucking pristine after 4 days. WTF? Never ever ever had that happen before with any color. I keep my nails short for typing and so I don't gouge the hubbins in accidental ecstasy. And currently every square mm of all 18 of them are pristine green. Looks cool, for a friggin zombie. Sheesh.
Yeah. I said 18. I'll let you just stew on that for awhile.
In piercing news, my ear kinda hurts and is a wee red. Might be working on an infection. In the past it's worked itself out, so I'm not too worried. I'm not a huge fan of antibiotics since I'm allergic to most of them. Hives and shock: bad thing.
Got to hang with my eldest brudder and some of his family last night. We had fun. I've got two bros, for those who wonder. Both way older. Like. Seriously. They're way old.
(That's just so fun to say.)
Not sure if I've ever mentioned them or it's just been forever.
I'm having trust issues with myself. I'm having far too much fun writing AOE, and therefore it must be shite, right? Then I had a bit of sticky-poo in the middle. Not for long though, when I recalled the old adage: if the plot sticks, unstick it with blood. A great deal of it. Mwahahahaha. Back to fun. But I'm still worried it's not very good...
What do you do when you wonder if your writing is shit? (Besides critique; I rarely crit fresh drafts or unfinished drafts.)