this is the semi-grown up blog of liz markus, showcasing her ability to put letters and symbols together in a pleasant and correct manner.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

arrggh: a recap

i have two posts i've been sort of working on. one of them is a 100 things that make me happy post, and the other is my take on why it's ok for children to view violence but not sex. they are, obviously, not mutually exclusive.

i have learned to knit. i can cast on, knit, purl, change colors, and cast off. i'm making a scarf. thank you, sid, for the needles.

i connected two major parts in my book, and now am at a loss. i need to think more.

"book? what book, liz?"

why, the book i'm writing. it's a fantasy/horror. it's fantastic and horrific. i'm terrified to share it with anyone. why? because things in your head hold power. acres and acres of power. that's why depression takes such a deep hold, and illogical fears are illogical, and why therapy is so damn effective. once you talk about the things in your head, they tend to lose most of their power. so what if, upon scribing my characters and story--the people and creatures that have lived in my head for so long, their lives--onto paper, it turns out that they and my work are a waste of time and not nearly as cool as i thought they were when they were all up in my brainmeats?

the healthy attitude would be:
"so what? even if this isn't some major epic that gets published and receives acclaim from lots of people, it's your story, and if you like it, and the people who love you like it and support you, that's what matters. and when it's done, and you're happy with it, you move on to your next project, and do other things with your life."

my attitude:
"FUCK FUCK FUCK."

my ear is infected again. this is the third time in less than a year. it's the same ear as always. see, i can't swim. so when i was younger and in gym class and we had to swim, i would float, with my ears submerged, because everything sounds cool that way.

that led to my first major infection in my right ear, and a loss of some hearing. over the last decade or so, i'd get the occasional infection, in the same ear. then, last year, i got my first sinus infection. in the summer. please imagine that pain and horror, a sinus infection in 90 degree heat, for just a moment.

k, so that introduced disease to a whole new part of my head, a part which is conveniently connected to my ears. and now, every time i get a cold, it goes all up in there, and i have to take antibiotics. but really, three times in a year? so now i'm looking for health insurance that i can afford, so i can see an ENT and get something invasive done, because i'm 99% sure that i have fluid build-up in my eustachian tube that keeps getting reinfected. searching for affordable healthcare is one of the joys of living in my country. it's made all the more entertaining by being a member of the unemployed sector.

why bring up such a touchy topic? i googled "free health line" this morning, and the first page had links to websites in australia, new zealand and canada, boasting about their 24 hour free health help lines. there was a link to an american page with lists of health lines, sure. the general health link had a list of phone numbers. all on the east coast or in the midwest. none of them were 24 hour. i think i need to start a fundraiser.

ok, i think i'm good now. g'night!

3 comments:

  1. Here I always thought we kept things locked inside our brains because we were 'fraidy cats.

    I know I am at least...emotionally, anyway.

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  2. lolz, i was going to send you an email saying, "i basically recapped my life in a blog post, here!"

    now i have to fabricate things to tell you. :(

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  3. re: writing your book: I get a similar terror over painting. For me, it helps to remind myself that nobody else will see what I've made unless I choose to show it to them. If I fail at what I'm trying to do I'll be sad, but I won't have to be EMBARRASSED because NOBODY ELSE WILL KNOW how badly I screwed it up. So it's less pressure.

    Also, every failure is a learning experience that will make you better for next time (while not starting a project at all is...not). So writing your book is a valuable exercise even if it doesn't turn out the way you were hoping. Writing is NOT a waste of your time. At worst, it's practice; at best, it's awesomeness and acclaim and bags of money. :D

    I'm pretty positive your book will be awesome, if the level of writing on your blog is any indication. But we can't know until you've written it!

    Oh, also, I have one of these and it really helps when you're stuck on what to write next or what a story's overall structure should be: http://www.amazon.com/Observation-Deck-ISBN-9780811814812/dp/B001G44ZY6/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1313435524&sr=8-2

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