Two real good things happened last week, and I’d like to get back to whole month-summary but smaller, weekly, so I’m gonna tell you all about it.
First thing was this:
Did you know that V.E. Schwab (Victoria Schwab) has a tumblr? [VICTORIALAND] to be precise. I didn’t know either. So there I was, telling the small world of mine how I love this author, and the like I got… Yes, I checked, it’s really her page. Now I follow her everywhere as a result.
Note to future-author-self and any other author: you give a little happy heart-attack to your fans when you kindly interact. Let me emphasize on KINDLY. I saw great and small authors come lash out on a reviewer for a bad review, or send their flock of followers to do the deed for them. Don’t be those people. They didn’t aim where they hit you. Be Felicia Day. Be Victoria Schwab. Be real so we can love you even more. Notice us, talk to us, and we’ll forever be your fans.
Second thing is simpler, but probably more important in the long run, althou really, let’s be honest, my fav author saw my comment and liked it, is it really that much more important?
Anyway. One Lithuanian company that prides itself on being our very own Paypal gave me a proper visa card, and so now I have full use of my paypal account. A.k.a. I can withdraw money too, as before I could only use it to pay for things and receive money into it. Etsy gave the option to pass money along directly into bank account too, and while it takes a small cut, my own bank doesn’t, and that’s surprising, but very kind of them too.
Bloody hell I’m easy to please. If you follow me on Goodreads, you know I just got into Captive Prince by C.S. Pacat. And, I’m starting to see a pattern here. At first I thought I simply prefer same gender pairings, but now I think I like people who seek survival, proper survival, no matter what hits them. When I say “proper” I mean not the way Jokaste in that book does: power is not necessarily survival, for Laurent, prince of Vere, is pretty much in constant danger. To the point where it seems the only person he can actually trust is a man who would be his mortal enemy – prince of Akielos, opposing country at verge of war with Vere.
And while Damen goes through a lot to survive too, he is, in general, a kinder soul. I don’t think I’m a kind soul, therefor I understand why I don’t click with personages who are. I loved Watney from Martian, but I didn’t develop a fictional crush, as I have with Laurent.
So, to stop digressing, I simply embraced it. It took some sacrifices, like my reading pace getting back to slow again, for these books are really short, and I get real badly attached to fictional characters. Still, yesterday I’ve read till 4am, and had to force myself to put the book away.
But other things went better. Laurent’s colors are white, gold, and blue. I’ve nothing icy-blue, and admittedly I really lack gold colored crafting materials. But I had this bronze-y stuff, and lapis lazuli… Results you see above. You can find Blue Bloods at Etsy if it’s still available: [Necklace: Blue Bloods]
For extra pictures indulge in my Patreon, takes from 1 to 5 dollars to view it all, the rest are just perks (one includes you telling me what to read next, feel free to opt in for a month!) : [Patreon: Blackwood]
P.S. Akinator knows my boys too, both Damianos and Laurent too
For better or for worse, I now have a Patreon too.
As I was making my Lapis Lazuli (Blue Bloods) necklace, with my fingers scratched, cold, and stained, feeling as stiff as they looked, I noticed myself smiling. I was enjoying what I did. This was it, I was happy, I was proud, I thought of it as beautiful, which is not something I often think of my own work.
So, next obvious step was to take my friend’s advice and get Patreon. I always thought I have nothing to offer, but sometimes, I guess, what you do is enough of an offer. I can’t draw comics, as much as I would love to. I paint portraits, but they’re very simple. I make real interesting postcards, but that’s kinda it. The rest is jewelry.
I logged in with caution, thus. When I could, I was a patron to one artist there, but then my situation forced me out of all the things I liked. Having a patron account means you only have to switch it to become an artist account, which I did, still cautious, unsure of how will this ever work.
And you know what? This was the best decision ever. Why? Because I’m tired of instagram’ing shit, where you get likes from bots, sales accounts, accounts that serve only one purpose – getting likes and followers, and then a few friends there and here, if they saw it even. Because twitter is too small. Because facebook has a harmful algorithm. Because blogging about one piece of jewelry with tens of pictures to it of wire bits, and loops is not something easily doable. But Patreon got it covered.
The night I made it I spent uploading singular pictures, and collections on there, telling short little stories where it was relevant. For once I felt free to talk about a picture of a snapped-off jewelry nail. So if nothing else, Patreon is a wonderful outlet for me.
And while I’m still not sure how it’ll all work, and work out, I don’t feel stressed over it, because anyone can opt out at any given time. And the fact that my first patron is a friend of mine, who, I hope, still remembers I wasn’t always the worst breed of a person, makes it a little bit more… Rather, LESS, sterile, cold, and corporate-feeling.
So, come around, visit me, there’s a lot of free to view stuff (most of it is, actually), for some you have to register thou, I think. And for just one buck, you can view the rest of it too: https://www.patreon.com/blackwood
So, today a bit about my side-job-hobby. Jewelry crafting. To be more specific, of my newest piece: Elven Autumn.
I made this with a sense of Gothic Lolita, Elven Gothic Lolita, Elven Goths, and Japanese type of lolita. Basically it’s fantasy+goth in my head. It took me three hours to make it, so I’m selling it for three times less of what it’s worth, and invite you to think about it.
The ribbon is what took me so long. At first I wanted to make four little loops, but as sewing went on, I realized I just cannot for the life of me base it all on how well will the glue hold it. So I ripped it all off, and started youtubing: how to make a perfect bow. You’re witnessing the result. Yes, symmetry is not perfect, but it’s hand made, it doesn’t have to be perfect. One of the kind is never perfect.
Then, of course, the perfect length of bead bib. Oh how difficult it was to decide. I settled for this length of 9, for I thought of black cats and their nine lives. In the back it is sewed to the ribbon, and the ribbon is tightly sewed onto what I assume is a button loop at the back of this pretty little brooch base you’re seeing. So it’s as secure as they come, I promise.
Now, why the autumn? Because when I put it on the red marble, in the chill of the room, it just spoke to me of autumn, fall, cool dawns with someone in a full attire, and this under their chin.
So this is my baby. Love it as I do, please. Below some more pictures, you may use any of them if you give credit where credit is due (and if you link me to it, I will put it somewhere public in return, win-win)