massive whangst
Jul. 16th, 2007 04:55 pmYes it's true, Little Miss Sunshine Salix is having major angst today:
1) HP #7 in 4 days! OMFG! And I know JKR is going to murder someone I love. I don't know who, and I'm just totally in knots, alternately fretting over my beloved HarryRemusSnapeDracoRonHermioneForge and reminding myself that it's FICTION YOU DIMWIT.
And yet I'm still having chest-tightening anxiety. Probably doesn't help that I've been reading the books in every spare moment for the last two weeks and it's all I can think or dream about at night. OotP Harry is particularly difficult to relax after reading...
2) I sent out four query letters today to prospective publishers for my non-fiction book, "Wanton Hussy's Guide to Getting the Sex Life You've Always Wanted." Ever since I hit "send", I've had almost-but-not-quite full-out anxiety attacks - I feel nauseated and spastic and headachey and keep crying.
I need a drink or a hug or a smoke or a shag or something...
Edit:
Our Mother, who art in Scotland
Rowling be thy Name.
Thy books come, thy series be done,
in fandom as it is in canon.
Give us this day our daily slash
And forgive us our twincest and Mpreg,
as we forgive those who inspired us.
Lead us not into Mary Sue-dom,
and deliver us from het.
Amen.
For some reason I was remembering when I wrote this in 2003. Seems oddly appropriate again.
1) HP #7 in 4 days! OMFG! And I know JKR is going to murder someone I love. I don't know who, and I'm just totally in knots, alternately fretting over my beloved HarryRemusSnapeDracoRonHermioneForge and reminding myself that it's FICTION YOU DIMWIT.
And yet I'm still having chest-tightening anxiety. Probably doesn't help that I've been reading the books in every spare moment for the last two weeks and it's all I can think or dream about at night. OotP Harry is particularly difficult to relax after reading...
2) I sent out four query letters today to prospective publishers for my non-fiction book, "Wanton Hussy's Guide to Getting the Sex Life You've Always Wanted." Ever since I hit "send", I've had almost-but-not-quite full-out anxiety attacks - I feel nauseated and spastic and headachey and keep crying.
I need a drink or a hug or a smoke or a shag or something...
Edit:
Our Mother, who art in Scotland
Rowling be thy Name.
Thy books come, thy series be done,
in fandom as it is in canon.
Give us this day our daily slash
And forgive us our twincest and Mpreg,
as we forgive those who inspired us.
Lead us not into Mary Sue-dom,
and deliver us from het.
Amen.
For some reason I was remembering when I wrote this in 2003. Seems oddly appropriate again.