Desiderius Price

So the dark beast has struck again... My archnemesis, Self Doubt, is back... .  I wish he'd fuck off...  Jump into a fiery, raging volcano...   Or something... At least let me kick him in the nuts...   Just once...  

So the dark beast has struck again... My archnemesis, Self Doubt, is back... .  I wish he'd fuck off...  Jump into a fiery, raging volcano...   Or something... At least let me kick him in the nuts...   Just once...  

I'm now legally old enough to drink; although I'll never want to.

So the dark beast has struck again... My archnemesis, Self Doubt, is back... .  I wish he'd fuck off...  Jump into a fiery, raging volcano...   Or something... At least let me kick him in the nuts...   Just once...  

I'm now legally old enough to drink; although I'll never want to.

Posting a brand new story feels kinda like flashing strangers. You kinda feel exhilarated, kinda insecure, hoping your boobs aren’t lopsided, you spend the whole time trying to glean approval from their reactions, and at the same time reaaaallly wanna put your top back on… Or is it just me? 

Posting a brand new story feels kinda like flashing strangers. You kinda feel exhilarated, kinda insecure, hoping your boobs aren’t lopsided, you spend the whole time trying to glean approval from their reactions, and at the same time reaaaallly wanna put your top back on… Or is it just me? 

Posting a brand new story feels kinda like flashing strangers. You kinda feel exhilarated, kinda insecure, hoping your boobs aren’t lopsided, you spend the whole time trying to glean approval from their reactions, and at the same time reaaaallly wanna put your top back on… Or is it just me? 

I don’t usually like talking about myself and my issues, but I had to tell somebody. I just recently found out that I might have cancer. The doctors found a mass in/on my spleen about 6 months ago during an ultrasound relating to my recent surgery. Thinking that it may have been just a simple cyst, they ordered a second ultrasound for 6 months later (now). They’ve found that the lesion has gotten larger during that time.

I still have a lot more tests to go through before they’re certain: MRI/CT, biopsy, etc… but the waiting and the not knowing has made me a complete wreck. I have no motivation to write, and honestly, every day that I don’t know what’s going on is just making me feel worse. Nobody in my life knows except for my live-in fiance, and he’s not doing very well with the news either.

I’m sorry, I know I’m kind of rambling at this point… I’m just having trouble handling the situation.

Anyone able to contact DA??  She has been too quiet for too long.

B

rescue25

Anyone able to contact DA??  She has been too quiet for too long.

B

rescue25

And there are days where I realize I have to revise, again….. sigh…. on the plus side, should make the story stronger.  (Caution, dates/ages will change)

on vacation but sorry, drunk off my a** complaining about work! lol still cant update fics!

Anyone able to contact DA??  She has been too quiet for too long.

B

rescue25

Anyone able to contact DA??  She has been too quiet for too long.

B

rescue25

Anyone able to contact DA??  She has been too quiet for too long.

B

rescue25

So the job program I’m in, that’s been taking up all my time and getting in the way of me writing awesome shit, is going to end in 2 weeks. Right on my birthday. Part of me really hopes I get a job out of this. Nothings more stressful than wondering how you’re going to survive the month. 

But a huuuuge part of me – the big fat hermit with the mullet and the shotgun that lives in the back of my shoulders – wants to get time to myself again. I miss being able to stay up all night, writing for 10 hours straight, and following that with a 4 hour betaing session for friends. I’ve been a writer for 18 years – more than half my life. I have no idea how the majority of you guys are able to work all day and still have the mental capacity to churn out a page or two. 

I’m going to be frank, I don’t like stories that just copy and paste old material and ad next to nothing new to make it fresh. To me, that’s just lazy.

I’m going to be frank, I don’t like stories that just copy and paste old material and ad next to nothing new to make it fresh. To me, that’s just lazy.

I shared a huge post on Facebook about it but long story short, my “distraction” was I finally became pregnant but now I’m miscarrying. I’m trying to go back to my normal ways but it is so hard and I am grieving. I just want you guys to be patient with me as I go through this, if you’ve been reading anything of mine.

I’ve recently spent a grand on my car’s registration and insurance, $400 on the latest on a long line of repairs to my computer, $400 on my cat, which I’ve discovered has hyperthyroidism, which, if it needs treatment, will likely mean I have to put him to sleep since that’s a cost I can’t take, and there’s a branch touching the power lines going to the house which looks like I can’t reach, which will mean hiring professionals, which means more money.  That’s besides the money I’ve spent recently on Mother’s Day and birthday gifts for my mum.  I’ve been haemorrhaging money, with no end in sight, but on the other hand, I have been building up stress.  Great, great quantities of stress.

i am alive still. lol hiiiii everyone!!

Had to put Grendel to sleep today.  He was a good old cat.