Maybe not the best use of my time, but still a pretty good one, imo. (Homework, what homework?) Coming from a background using waterfall project management, agile has taken over my life, for the better. I think it could have a lot of value for creative types, so I wanted to share in that context.
I suggest clicking because the full size images look worlds better.
With October over and done with, it’s time for me to get back on track with college (a balance I’ve not yet managed with Tumblr and schoolwork together).
The past month with WKM and Anti on Halloween was AWESOME. It’s always an absolute blast to interact with everyone- and boy was there a ton to look at this time around!! I won’t forget it anytime soon.
Continue to tag me in your stories, theories, fanart, or anything else you want. This blog will be very quiet, but I’ll still see it via my notifications. :)
London, in the early 1900′s. Lady Morgana Pendragon is the highly controversial daughter of the Conservative leader
The Rt Hon. Sir Uther Pendragon, MP. It has been widely speculated by the tabloids that the Lady Morgana is secretly funding the suffragettes movement. It would seem where the Lady Morgana would go she would attract attention from her bold fashion reflecting her general demeanour to her choice of “companion” with the young Miss Guinevere Leodegrance, a once servant to the Pendragons, now with the help of the Lady Morgana a sensation in London’s affluent music scene.
On the other side of the Spectrum the working class are rising in the form of the Labour party, the leader is rumoured to be the opposition’s own wayward son,
The Rt Hon. Arthur Pendragon, MP. who gave up his titles after his rebellion. Mister Pendragon is often criticised for the position due to his privileged upbringing, most publicly by a certain reporter by the name of Mister Merlin Emrys. Mister Emrys is The Guardian’s most favoured reporter, whose wish with the help of his undercover colleague Miss Mithian Nemeth it is to expose the Lady Morgana’s affair with Miss Guinevere, in the hope to use the scandal to bring upon an uprising against the Aristocracy for a modern Britain.
I’ve stated before that I was planning to start my comic this year, but 2017 is not looking likely anymore because my game is still in the thick of development and I took on a couple extra freelance projects that eat up the rest of my creative time and energy. Three projects at once is my creative limit, so I gotta get these other things done before I can focus on my comic again. With that said, the next time I post I hope to have better news
back in august 2016, when i started the kindlefic, i wanted it to be as quick and simple as possible. i intended to barf it out in a few months, catch my breath, and barf out something else, because that’s what everything i read encourages kindle selfpub writers to do. if you write genre romance, or especially erotica, you’re told the only way to support yourself with it is to churn out a huge volume as fast as you can. [i say “you’re told” because i don’t know whether it’s true or not - i suspect it is, i just have no experience to back it up]
anyway, last spring, voltage hired me, and i suddenly had tons of work on my hands. i was still thinking about the kindlefic, i just had no time to get at it for several months. when i was able to work on it again, it’d had a solid half a year to percolate, and my whole attitude had changed. not least of all, i was invested in it. i was fond of these characters! and i thought, “this could be something more than it is. it needs time and care, but i’m not starving. why not give it 110%?”
so i’m editing it now, and it’s, uh… an interesting experience. i’ve always taken too long to finish stories, so it’s surreal to read something that’s clearly a rush job. i find dialogue where it’s really obvious it’s the first thing i came up with. some scenes get resolved in desperate, semi-plausible ways, and characters have weird, contradictory behavior, because i was still figuring them out. it’s exactly what the thread writer talks about re: not lining up with your vision, because all you’re thinking about is “gotta get it done.” it’s not bad - i mean, it’s not unreadable, i think some people might accept it the way it is. but i could do it so much better now, so there’s no excuse not to, if you ask me.
don’t just take my word for it, though, read the thread
Today I had brunch with my friends and then we went to the twins’ place to play with their cat and then I went to my favorite fabric store to get some supplies and look at the pretty buttons I had a wonderful morning and I hope you all have a great day!!!
My necessary medical device was denied - because it happens to also be a form of birth control, and I’m a bit peeved.
Thanks to an intrauterine device I received in October 2011, my life improved dramatically. I was 22, and for the past decade had been experiencing migraines at an increasing frequency and debilitating rate. As soon as I began my period when I was 12, childhood headaches took on a raging hormonal ferocity, and menstrual cramps removed me from school for at least a few days every month - for years. The combination of these two demonic dances - the nausea brought on by dizzying, pulsating migraines and the constant, consistent, increasing cramping on my midsection - excluded me from a number of young-adult activities and social interactions, and made me (an already unruly and agitated teenager) completely impossible to be around, among other things.
But then, the IUD. Up until I tried an IUD I had experimented with nearly every other available birth control device and prescription in order to help rebalance my hormones, stifle my unnecessarily violent menstrual cramps, and quell my persistent headaches. I had the ring, the pill, the patch. With my doctor’s advice we tried anti-depressants (I wasn’t depressed), steroids, preventative seizure pills, prescription sleeping medicines, anti-anxiety drugs – all with the hope they’d damped the throbbing pain that seemed to spike in my temples between 3-7pm, every week, every month, for years. All of these medications came with side effects that were worse than the symptoms they were intended to treat. I recorded these headaches and migraines in a journal with shorthand, listing the date, day, severity (H for Headache, M for Migraine), and the migraine medication and dose ingested. Occasionally - and with more regularity - emergency room visits were recorded, as I could not hold down my oral prescriptions and required, instead, IV medications, sedatives, and narcotics for the pain. Migraines were ruining my life.
But then, the IUD. Finally, I was notified that my student healthcare insurance would cover the majority of the cost of an IUD. For $25, I could try a semi- permanent, non-hormonal device that could decrease the intensity and frequency of my periods and hopefully, just maybe, in turn, help with my hormonal headaches, too. In October 2011, I went to a clinic in Missoula, Montana, and had my IUD implanted. It went poorly. I vomited, I cried in pain. I went home and had a menstrual cycle that lasted for six months straight. But more importantly, a week after it was inserted, I had no headache. I had no cramps. I had a clear head, and I had to buy more pantyliners. That’s it. Requiring more pantyliners was the negative cost I paid for receiving my IUD.
In the five years since, I’ve advocated for and celebrated this device for the freedom it has granted me. After getting my IUD I was able to finally move on from a toxic relationship, get a new job, start my umzoology blog, and better invest my time into creative, productive projects. I applied to and was accepted for a Master’s program, was offered and accepted the opportunity to start my own YouTube show, was offered and accepted the chance to have my own position at a major natural history museum. And I could not have ever entertained the idea of these possibilities five years ago, on the couch, puking in an empty salad bowl, sobbing from a migraine. My IUD saved my productive life.
But my IUD had a 5-year lifespan, and I knew its time was coming. In July I called a nearby clinic - one with high reviews, covered by my insurance, and with a doctor accepting new patients - to get it replaced. I told them on the phone when making the appointment - Hi - I’ve got an IUD and its time is running out - I’d like to get it replaced. Sure, they said. We can’t see you for two months. Fine, I said. Put me on the calendar. Two days ago I called to ask, do you need me to fax my medical records from Montana? I want to make sure I get the right kind of IUD replaced. Don’t worry about it, they said. We’ll get you to sign a release form for your records at the time of your visit, they said.
I went in today for my appointment, having waited since July to see my new primary care physician. They took my copay, took my weight, and took me to a room. The nurse asked, do you drink, do you smoke, what’s your height? And then, what’s the primary focus of your visit today?
My 5-year IUD needs to be removed and replaced, I said.
She paused, then looked up at me. She said - we can remove it, but – we won’t replace it.
After a moment, she said, We’re Catholic.
I felt my face flush, my palms clam up. She asked, is that the only reason for your visit today? Of course, I said. Nobody told me on the phone when I made this appointment two months ago - or the other day. She said, oh. Perhaps someone should have told you. Is that all?
She googled “OB-GYNs” in my area and printed off a basic Google map search, telling me to “try one of these instead.” I left, fuming, embarrassed.
When I got to my computer I looked through their website, scouring it for some mention about their refusal to supply this type of medication or procedure for their patients. Instead, I read quotes about how they’ll accept any and all patients, regardless of their gender, sexuality, religion or race. But there is no explicit denial for supporting a basic, and often necessary, healthcare device for certain women.
In my appointment today there was nothing but judgement – maybe not from the particular nurse who saw me, but from the organization in general: a refusal to entertain the idea that women may employ birth control devices or medications for a reason other than what their explicit name refers them to be. There was no concession, no understanding. No questions or inquiry. The website says, feel free to come to us when you’re ready to start a family - we’d love to help with your pregnancy. But there is nothing about their willingness to assist young entrepreneurs in their journey to maintain independent, healthy lives – or anything in-between.
Instead, their website says:
“[Our clinics] provide top-quality medical services to support women’s health through each phase of life. We bring both cutting-edge services and personalized care to each community we serve, addressing the unique needs of female patients. With award-winning facilities and providers, we believe every patient deserves the best experience possible, whether she’s having her annual mammogram or expecting her first baby…. [we are] working hard to advance women’s healthcare and improve the well-being of women.”
It’s time our healthcare systems move beyond imagining and treating women solely as childbearing vectors, and instead begin regarding our health and wellbeing seriously.
Chris Colfer Darren Criss Everything Glee, Flash, Starkid, Star Wars, LOTR Everything that tickles my interest, animals, flowers, nature Stuff about LGBTQ*, human rights and equality in general
5 things you can find in my living-room
Christmas tree My cat Snoopy lying around somewhere Many orchids in full bloom A comfy rocking chair An upright piano (I can’t play, it belongs to my daughter)
5 things I always wanted to do
Travel to Australia Travel to Canada Learn to play an instrument Be super stylish and fancy and dont look so boring every day :-/ Pluck out the weeds in my garden faster than they are growing back
5 things that make me happy
Spring, can’t wait for winter to be over Flowers: sunflower, rose and lilac are my favorites My friends <3 My children and knowing that they’re successfully going their own way Music
5 things on my to do list (aka some of my 2018 resolutions)
Start a regular workout exercise at least 2-3 times a week Start organizing all the photos on my computer and creating photo-books of my travels and vacations. Improve my tumblr-side Clean up my basement Have the courage to sing a solo at my choir (they always ask me to, but I am too shy)
5 things you may not know about me
I am singing in a choir and last year we sang the Glee Version of ‘Lean On Me’ The little BB-8 on my desk is in company of R2D2 and an Ewok I am a huge Lord Of The Rings fan and Samwise is my soulmate I was 12 years old when the first Star Wars movie (now episode IV) aired and I fell in love with Luke <3 I once traveled to Rovaniemi in Finnish Lapland at the Arctic Circle and visited Santa Claus in his village. That’s were he actually lives, folks!!
Hey! I was a winner in the tarot giveaway! 😊 thank you so much. Unfortunately my messenger isn’t working right now, but I’d like to request the new year spread. TY and happy holidays!
The Yule Reading! 🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄
1: THE RIGHT NOW —King of Swords :: a reminder of strength and will power of the mind. He cuts through deception and rules with clarity!
2: HOW TO SHIFT TO POSITIVE —Page of Wands :: you’re on the brink of a new creative project. Time to start exploring new ways to express yourself.
3: CELEBRATE YOUR INNER LIGHT! The hanged man:: though he hangs upside down he does this on his own. The hanged man represents self sacrifice. Take a step back to move forward.
I would say , that you just need to remember how awesome you are and how creative you can be and you’ll be able to do what ever you want to!! But also sometimes you have to take steps backward to move forward. And that’s not too bad. The farther back you go the more of the picture you can see!!
Happy holidays!! ❤️❤️