BIRTHDAY SALE! I’m a December baby, to those who don’t know. So in celebration of my birthday to come, I’m giving YOU presents! ❤
I have finished Inktober! I set to do it, and I did it, by the official prompt too, all pandas. I’m very proud of myself, because this was the first challenge I set for myself this year, and I have not failed. So, for me, Day One was October 1st, and just how great is that?
That said, I have just entered NaNoWriMo data into the official page, and will begin writing every day tomorrow, to reach the goal of 50.000 words in a month, a novel in one month. Now, this one has a far greater chance to be a fail, but then, how can it be a fail, if I start and write at least a quarter of that, right? It’s nothing but gain to try. I found this great inspirational blog entry on Goodreads, if anyone needs encouragement: [These 24 books won NaNoWriMo]. Don’t know about you, but I have half of these books on my to-read list, and some I’ve already read, so, woah.
I’m working on an awesome project I won’t share details on, just gonna say it involves a lot of paper and paper-y testing, so I need quite a bit of space around me. And I don’t have a lot of that to begin with, so I’ve been re-organizing my shelves today for at least a couple hours, with Hocus Pocus playing in the background. I can’t say I’m a 100% pleased with the results, but some things did work out in my favor. See, I want practicality more than I want beauty, but then if it’s practical but ugly – I feel bad for it. I’m so ready to pack some books away. I just need to dedicate a day, take pictures, upload the good stuff on ebay or whatnot, and the rest – give away, donate. I mean, I don’t even have all the books I truly and honestly want to have in paper, for keeps, forever and ever, so why would I hang on to stuff I don’t care about all that much? So if I could just get rid of one side of my bookshelf, keeping the other one as a wall between my work space and the rest of the room – that’d be great. We’ll see tho. For the time being I’m ded and dusty. Yes. Ded.
Yesterday was a great day btw. I received two great things from USA, and I’m so sorry for everyone who ever sent me anything from USA, the shipping for you is the worst!
I’ve got a wonderful postcard with a letter in it, that inspired me, and made me very happy. And I’ve got a very heavy package full of crafting supplies. No joke, it’s a giant-ass bag full of beads, chains, bits and pieces, and oh it is glorious, fam, it is so very glorious. I’ve been sifting through it, allowing my mind to wander around in the possibilities. Except great things. But likely only in December, I’m giving myself some fair share of slack here for NaNoWriMo. But we’ll see, really, I type really fast, so maybe it won’t be a challenge at all!
In the meantime, I continue to organize things in that small way, you know? where you shuffle things around, put them tidier together, maybe make a box for this thing, and get a rubber band to hold it together for that thing. If I remember anything I was supposed to tell you – I’ll write about it soon. Like, I’d like to tell you how Julie and Julia movie has inspired me to blog in the first place, for once.
Okay, so, since it was far easier to write everything down in bulletin form, I think we’ll try that again, okay? Can’t say that a lot happened, but hey, that’s due to all the work I had, which, in itself, is a good thing:
Work? Do you want to know even? Translated 4 contracts, 3 manuals, and started the project “when you can’t figure out what PC means from context: it could mean this“, because editing people’s works is the worst part of my job.
Not too much this week, not too much. But wasn’t a lazy week either. I mostly painted paintings, and repainted things, in between my actual work.
First of all, I painted Vernossiel from TW3: Wild Hunt, a female scoia’tael commander you can find somewhere in Velen (she’s part of a witcher contract quest), and I’m pretty damn happy about it. It didn’t get much feedback, but hey, life’s not all about feedback. Besides, that’s mostly due to friends going through their own rough times.
Got my silver colored Molotow paint marker at last, and went to town with it, so to speak. I repainted an orange skull goblet silver, because orange is not my thing, to be honest. I painted all the scraped up, shabby things that I had laying about too, like drawer handles, bottle caps, old cabochons. And painted some experimental pieces too, for testing purposes, because, say, fimo, has oils in it, and these paints are alcohol based, so I’ll see whether fimo can take the painting in any of the forms (raw pre-bake, post bake).
I’ve listened to the book “Breaking the Habit of Being Yourself“, and, honestly, some things make too much sense there. I might try to implement these things into my meditations, even if I don’t believe some of the things said there. Maybe I just need to change that part of me that doesn’t believe, and everything will be okay, who knows? We’ll see.
Then I tidied up some of my [Etsy] listings, not all of them so far, but quite a few. Yes, there’s new items among them therefor.
And, well, that’s about that. Other than the fact that we’r’e risking getting electricity cut off, mum’s in a shitton of pain, and it’s intensifying, and that we’re bumping heads in Netflix during the only time I can watch it – I welcome autumn. Got tea, got warm socks.
And hello Autumn, Halloween, Saovine!
The week was pretty good. Heck, I dare say it was good. There was a lot of work, but I managed to do everything on time. Even had a free weekend, but even without it – everything went well.
For some reason Autumn for me means more sales. I don’t know, maybe I just make very Autumn-y jewelry? Either way this meant that as the week started, my jog-work-home track became jog-mail-work-home. Later it became jog-atm-mail-work-home, because the ATM nearby broke, and our Post Office takes no cards. It broke while three of us stood in line by it. It broke for the lady before me. I warned the person behind me that it broke, why she didn’t warn us – I don’t know. It still meant I had to go all the way to the other side of the town to an ATM. But!
But. On one of these trips I found a lost, broken necklace, a little bit gothy. That’s my favorite thing – unwanted, broken jewelry I can revive for new life. On the same trip I went into a second-hand store too, and found a scarf with skulls on it! I collect these. Got three now. Four if we consider them Halloween themed. Second-hand stores are the best!
Later in the week A. and L. picked me up to go watch The Hitman’s Bodyguard. I laughed to tears. The car stunts were amazing, actors were perfect, and soundtrack was great! I really can’t wait for when I can watch it again. While waiting for the movie we went to A.’s, where she made me this wonderful pear+chocolate tea. Sadly, I didn’t find such anywhere, but I got other two boxes that had pears on them. What can you do. After the movie we went to L.’s, where we ate pizza, and just chatted. I browsed all the presents I got too.
L., from her trip around the Baltic Countries, brought me (us) this compressed hand towel, with a dino on it. I really love these towels, they’re really useful, especially in my line of work, where paper towels are at risk to fall apart, and leave paper-y residue on my work, so if anyone wants to get me more – please do. And this wonderful squishy skeleton. He glows in the dark too! H., our friend from Germany, came back to Lithuania for a vacation, and brought me some things she said she will: a couple of books on vampires, and jewelry for me to recycle. But she didn’t say she’ll pack it into a Ravenclaw bag! A RAVENCLAW bag! For one, I really needed one of these, since my old one has square holes in it, made by really hard books. For two, it’s a RAVENCLAW bag! I love it to bits.
The next day L. made wonderful lunch, and we spent the day playing Lego Marvel Superheroes. We’ve two more levels to go. We got stuck at Magnetic Personality, all my fault really, since I didn’t check a thing I thought I checked… The other levels we’ll be keeping for when she returns from Sweden.
Everyone around me were very kind. I chatted through the day with some people, others went out of their way to send me a note. I’m very grateful for it, for every small thing. Most of my life I felt very much alone on the battlefield. I’m happy to say I don’t feel alone anymore.
Patrons saw it a while ago. And if patrons said “hey, Quinn, save that one for me, will you?” – that’d be done, like woo, puff, it is done, consider me your djinn.
People who are not part of my flock get finished products only, when time comes to post all the things. So I guess you now must come and be my patron. It’s 1$ a month to be the first to see!
Alright, this month ended up a flop due to the damn doctor visitations. We had to have 4, with one emergency, so I once again look at unpaid bills, and wonder if I should pray. I’m at the point where a voice in my head just hunches shoulders, and says “nothing else worked, it couldn’t hurt”. Thanks to some people here tho those visitations were possible. I’m really not sure I would’ve pulled four on my own.
Small personal bad thing is that I locked myself out of digital translation office, and they’re not giving me a reset code. It could be due to it being the weekend. Or it could be due to them thinking I’m an idiot. In that case someone out there is preparing firing papers, because they won’t keep me if I don’t keep up with the work, which I can’t do, because I can’t access it!
I’d be willing to offer, thus, a free commission portrait in exchange for a promo. The only requests on my part would be: either have decent views, or stable friendships. Promo would mean a copy-paste of the campaign, or at the very least – relink to a journal entry.
I made a lot of new jewelry too! They’re all underpriced if we consider the time it took to make them, and they’re all as good a quality as I could make them, thus – nothing I wouldn’t wear myself. All links to that are below.
Your Good Deed of the Day: As you may know, or not really, my fam’s in enough trouble for me to have three jobs, and us still be underfed. My mother’s anemic, with broken arm ligaments that left her hand useless, she lost her insurance, and the pains she’s having are borderline unbearable. Medication is by far not free. My father has a poor heart, blood pressure through the roof, diabetes, and now a suspected colon cancer. There’s still a slim chance it’s something else, like a hard ulcer that ends up pumping blood into his guts, and thus makes it seem like it’s cancer, but tests are also paid, and each one crushes another shard of hope. The previous surgeries they had, and the mortgage has put us into deep debt, no joke, we’re looking at approximately 12k euros a year if we don’t wish to end up on street, or parents – in debtor jail. But that would pretty much be all, and unless another emergency struck us – I could pull this on my own.
I’m a freelance translator on the side, regular translator during the night (due to time zone differences), and then every-side-job-I-can-get kid during the day. Means some days I make web pages, other days I write paid blog entries, third day I do journalism and spew 4 articles in 12 hours. I make jewelry, I paint, and after almost 3 years of this – really, I don’t care what else I have to do, as long as there’s hope it’ll end before I expire. I’ve manic depression, it comes with insane suicidal tendencies, and there were times when I doubted I’ll see morning. On top of this gem, I’m transgender, something no one would accept here if they knew, it’s a small town, in a homophobic country. So I’m not even in a good place. And since I can’t pay both mine, and parent’s bills, I have to live with them, just so they can have as much use of me as I can possibly provide. I love them just about enough to repeat this to myself every time I can’t stop thinking about a pill bottle, a scalpel I use for carving, and pencil sharpening, a sturdy belt… But no one’s reading, I feel, so let’s get to the point.
Commissions in exchange for donations!
I will jump on this train and offer Commissions to anyone who donates! 😀
You know that I can´t draw, but you can commission poems, short stories, background stories for your OCs etc.
* Donate either on gogetfunding: [Donate]
* Or get Soukyan a coffee: [Ko-Fi tip]
* show me proof
* send me a note and tell me what I shall write for you!
(please understand that there might be things I just can´t or don´t want to write, feel free to ask in advance!)
* please check out my short stories and poems: