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24 Apr 2015 08:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whatevermortalidk what's going on lately, but it feels like things have really been going my way these last couple weeks.
I've been unemployed since Christmas when my last boss found out she didn't get the grant she applied for and couldn't afford to keep me on (it was awesome while it last though; she's so lovely and I was learning so much about being a Professional Author from working with her). I was starting to get to the point of being desperately poor, but I was chatting to a friend the other week and she offered to check for openings at her work. Next day, she got me to send through her resume and now I've got my first shift in a week.
On Monday, I can finally apply for midyear entry to go back to uni. I'm 24 and I've been in and out of uni since I finished high school, so I was really hoping to be done with studies for good when I actually kept with my BA through to graduation. I went in knowing it was just for fun and to improve my skill as a writer, but I got about halfway through and just totally forgot how unappealing working in the publishing industry is to me. At least I know I'm interested in the career options at the end of the course I'm applying for now though. Which, yeah, it's taken a long time to figure out what I want to do, but translation/interpreting are so rtmi and I can actually see myself enjoying it.
For about six months or so, I've been seeing this new HP and she picked up that I have a lot of inflammation all through my body which she thinks is blocking me absorbing nutrients and, yknow, therefore blocking me from being any kind of healthy. In hindsight, it actually makes heaps of sense, because a few years ago I hurt my back pretty badly and while I was taking painkillers for that my mood improved, I lost a heap of weight and felt better pretty much across the board. Anyway, I'm taking some new enzymes for the inflammation now and it's been, oh, a week and I'm already starting to feel better.
Aaaand I went on a date on Thursday and didn't feel completely apathetic about it. He was cute! I'd be ok with seeing him again! It's incredibly weird.
I'm also working on fanfic again (it's been so long, I missed this). Still in that Renaissance AU. I tolddhampyresa I wanted to write a 5 Things fic (Scipio drawing Hannibal) and idk I know what I'm like so I kinda expected that I would've given up at the first sign of difficulty and have abandoned it by now. But. BUT. I've just finished the first section, have an idea of the second and have written the beginnings of the third.
I'm super proud of myself, basically, so I'm sharing a little snippet of the first section (set in 1549, when Scipio is 18 or 19):
Renaissance AU of ancient history RPF was a very ambitious life choice. Especially considering neither of these things are anywhere near my area of expertise. This afternoon, I spent twenty minutes reading up on what kind of pants men wore in 16th Century Italy just so I could say Scipio had a boner in just the way I wanted to.
I've been unemployed since Christmas when my last boss found out she didn't get the grant she applied for and couldn't afford to keep me on (it was awesome while it last though; she's so lovely and I was learning so much about being a Professional Author from working with her). I was starting to get to the point of being desperately poor, but I was chatting to a friend the other week and she offered to check for openings at her work. Next day, she got me to send through her resume and now I've got my first shift in a week.
On Monday, I can finally apply for midyear entry to go back to uni. I'm 24 and I've been in and out of uni since I finished high school, so I was really hoping to be done with studies for good when I actually kept with my BA through to graduation. I went in knowing it was just for fun and to improve my skill as a writer, but I got about halfway through and just totally forgot how unappealing working in the publishing industry is to me. At least I know I'm interested in the career options at the end of the course I'm applying for now though. Which, yeah, it's taken a long time to figure out what I want to do, but translation/interpreting are so rtmi and I can actually see myself enjoying it.
For about six months or so, I've been seeing this new HP and she picked up that I have a lot of inflammation all through my body which she thinks is blocking me absorbing nutrients and, yknow, therefore blocking me from being any kind of healthy. In hindsight, it actually makes heaps of sense, because a few years ago I hurt my back pretty badly and while I was taking painkillers for that my mood improved, I lost a heap of weight and felt better pretty much across the board. Anyway, I'm taking some new enzymes for the inflammation now and it's been, oh, a week and I'm already starting to feel better.
Aaaand I went on a date on Thursday and didn't feel completely apathetic about it. He was cute! I'd be ok with seeing him again! It's incredibly weird.
I'm also working on fanfic again (it's been so long, I missed this). Still in that Renaissance AU. I told
dhampyresa I wanted to write a 5 Things fic (Scipio drawing Hannibal) and idk I know what I'm like so I kinda expected that I would've given up at the first sign of difficulty and have abandoned it by now. But. BUT. I've just finished the first section, have an idea of the second and have written the beginnings of the third. I'm super proud of myself, basically, so I'm sharing a little snippet of the first section (set in 1549, when Scipio is 18 or 19):
“Do you do me justice, Scipio?” Hannibal asks as Scipio sketches out the shape of his biceps, his forearms, his hands. He does not turn his head, but he catches Scipio’s eye with a sideways glance.
“I confess,” Scipio laments, “that I do not believe I do.”
What there is of the drawing is not unacceptable. Perhaps for another, it might even be considered fine, but he and Hannibal both hold him to higher standards than this. By his hand, it is middling at best and a poor likeness for its subject.
Figuring out the dialogue really threw me at first. I wrote the first 300 or so words as narrative, which came relatively easily, and then got to the bit where I needed to write Hannibal's first line up there and promptly freaked out that I didn't know how to write them saying things. I've kinda ended up just trying to capture an old sounding style of dialogue and hoping that I'm being vaguely accurate in terms of characterisation. “I confess,” Scipio laments, “that I do not believe I do.”
What there is of the drawing is not unacceptable. Perhaps for another, it might even be considered fine, but he and Hannibal both hold him to higher standards than this. By his hand, it is middling at best and a poor likeness for its subject.
Renaissance AU of ancient history RPF was a very ambitious life choice. Especially considering neither of these things are anywhere near my area of expertise. This afternoon, I spent twenty minutes reading up on what kind of pants men wore in 16th Century Italy just so I could say Scipio had a boner in just the way I wanted to.
