Fuuuuuuuuuuu....RIDAY
May. 14th, 2010 11:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lathriel-bad news first: the freelance job I did is becoming a problem. The contract states that payment is to be delivered upon receiving the edited manuscript and critique. The guy claims he mailed it out immediately, last Wednesday, but I haven't gotten it yet. It could be lost in the mail, but I email him Tuesday and he hasn't gotten back to me. So, I emailed him today and told him if i didn't hear from him by Monday I'd be sending an invoice... I'm trying to envision a positive resolution, but my instinct tells me he's pissed I didn't think his manuscript was ready for publication, and he's trying to get away with not paying me. Bleh. Oh well, I have a signed contract. Small claims would suck, but I'm not going to let him walk all over me because he's a wounded artist.
-Now for Good News: My brother's surgery went well yesterday, thank you all who wished him well! We won't know until next weekend, when the packing is removed, what the hearing situation will be, but the doctor has very high hopes! I found out they took a skin graft from his fore arm and one from behind his ear in order to rebuild everything. WEIRD.
-I have never really stopped loving The Poppet and the Lune, ever since the night I developed the characters in a small coffee shop, in Batavia, NY, with one Sarah Diemer to inspire and cheer me on. It has been a deeply rooted love, though not one so passionate as I've had with others. When we first met, I could hardly wait to begin writing it. And then I did, but then I left the country, and life was so new and strange... and TPaL was there for me, journeyed with me to foreign lands, and foreign coffee shops. TPaL kept the artist in me alive when the rest of me just wanted to drink and dance and go on adventures. And when I came home, things were new and strange again. TPaL wanted me to keep my chin up, to stay excited, but it was hard. I grew distant from TPaL, and even though it was always there, smiling, supporting me, leaving the lights on and the door open, I didn't feel worthy of writing it. I would come back now and then, and try. But each writing session was short, and I knew it wasn't the best it could be. TPaL didn't care. TPaL never judged me. TPaL said "it's okay to write first drafts. It's okay to take time off." Slowly, I began to see TPaL more regularly. There were things about TPaL that I loved, but I didn't understand. Those things began to clarify, and my excitement grew. I wanted TPaL, to be with it, to write it, to pour my soul into it as I once had, but there wasn't time... until Morning Writing began. And now, we are like a happily married couple, newly weds, still flush with young romance, still eager to see each other every day. The commitment is stronger than ever, even though we only see each other an hour a day, five days a week, for our AM rendezvous. And the love is pure, and healthy, and healing.
In other words: I am so happy writing TPaL lately :)
-Jared is going to Syracuse tonight, so I have tonight and Saturday to myself. After I finish unpacking (FINALLY) I think I'll go get the rest of the fabric I need and start to cover the pillows for the love seat. Maybe I'll watch a movie with the kittehs, who will no doubt be after my needle and thread. I'm going to miss my behbeh until Saturday night :c
-Sunday I'm meeting with my friend Amy, who's going to do a test-run on my wedding makeup! hee hee fun! I don't wear a lot of make up usually, so the main challenge is going to be finding a balance between making it worthwhile to have someone do my makeup, and not making me look too made-up, lol.
That's about it folks! Have a fantastic weekend!
ETA: Yay freelance client just emailed and said he'd mail out my payment today. I'm choosing to believe him, because I have faith in humanity ;D
-Now for Good News: My brother's surgery went well yesterday, thank you all who wished him well! We won't know until next weekend, when the packing is removed, what the hearing situation will be, but the doctor has very high hopes! I found out they took a skin graft from his fore arm and one from behind his ear in order to rebuild everything. WEIRD.
-I have never really stopped loving The Poppet and the Lune, ever since the night I developed the characters in a small coffee shop, in Batavia, NY, with one Sarah Diemer to inspire and cheer me on. It has been a deeply rooted love, though not one so passionate as I've had with others. When we first met, I could hardly wait to begin writing it. And then I did, but then I left the country, and life was so new and strange... and TPaL was there for me, journeyed with me to foreign lands, and foreign coffee shops. TPaL kept the artist in me alive when the rest of me just wanted to drink and dance and go on adventures. And when I came home, things were new and strange again. TPaL wanted me to keep my chin up, to stay excited, but it was hard. I grew distant from TPaL, and even though it was always there, smiling, supporting me, leaving the lights on and the door open, I didn't feel worthy of writing it. I would come back now and then, and try. But each writing session was short, and I knew it wasn't the best it could be. TPaL didn't care. TPaL never judged me. TPaL said "it's okay to write first drafts. It's okay to take time off." Slowly, I began to see TPaL more regularly. There were things about TPaL that I loved, but I didn't understand. Those things began to clarify, and my excitement grew. I wanted TPaL, to be with it, to write it, to pour my soul into it as I once had, but there wasn't time... until Morning Writing began. And now, we are like a happily married couple, newly weds, still flush with young romance, still eager to see each other every day. The commitment is stronger than ever, even though we only see each other an hour a day, five days a week, for our AM rendezvous. And the love is pure, and healthy, and healing.
In other words: I am so happy writing TPaL lately :)
-Jared is going to Syracuse tonight, so I have tonight and Saturday to myself. After I finish unpacking (FINALLY) I think I'll go get the rest of the fabric I need and start to cover the pillows for the love seat. Maybe I'll watch a movie with the kittehs, who will no doubt be after my needle and thread. I'm going to miss my behbeh until Saturday night :c
-Sunday I'm meeting with my friend Amy, who's going to do a test-run on my wedding makeup! hee hee fun! I don't wear a lot of make up usually, so the main challenge is going to be finding a balance between making it worthwhile to have someone do my makeup, and not making me look too made-up, lol.
That's about it folks! Have a fantastic weekend!
ETA: Yay freelance client just emailed and said he'd mail out my payment today. I'm choosing to believe him, because I have faith in humanity ;D
