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Of Course I Start Revisions *After* I send Something Out
Sep. 8th, 2026 10:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chicatingbecause I'm gifted and talented and my timing is...just perfection.(Starting from birth, in fact. Can't wait to celebrate *that shit* again.Would I really feel better if I waited to be a Scorpio, or would I just be here because I got up the guts to use my friend's skateboard, like, one time and fell off instead because I was born to be a subordinate clause.
So nothing will happen with that, either.
I guess optimists would say it will be ready for something else that pays even better, blah, blah, meant to be, but people used to tell me that kind of thing about my birth AKA The Worst Miracle Ever. Not really believing *that* now, but we'll see how the changes go. It's not really fast, because while it's been less hot, not enough to be great for focus. Maybe next year. But I've kind of decided to stop submitting next year, but maybe if there's something I'm crazy about, I still would. But no more of this "What the hell...you can't win it if you're not in it."
Because I don't win it. And I'm not in it.(Which seems to apply to every facet of American life right now, really, which is a total drag. Where are all these "great attitudes" supposed to come from if nobody(mostly) puts anything *into* the crippled person's tank, and, honestly, the culture scuffs it up with "Don't spend it all in one place," Or "It's too bad; you'd be so cute.") Even if I did have some way of replenishing myself emotionally from, you know, Factory Settings, which, not really, but denial gets a bad rap, it would probably need a tune-up by now, right? even if everybody didn't expect me to be a living Valuable Lesson and Unpaid Advocacy Generator(And, yes, I've gotten over that softball exists, right? I mean, the problems do shift slightly, even if there are two or three intractable ones, which are, again, so not my choice.)
So nothing will happen with that, either.
I guess optimists would say it will be ready for something else that pays even better, blah, blah, meant to be, but people used to tell me that kind of thing about my birth AKA The Worst Miracle Ever. Not really believing *that* now, but we'll see how the changes go. It's not really fast, because while it's been less hot, not enough to be great for focus. Maybe next year. But I've kind of decided to stop submitting next year, but maybe if there's something I'm crazy about, I still would. But no more of this "What the hell...you can't win it if you're not in it."
Because I don't win it. And I'm not in it.(Which seems to apply to every facet of American life right now, really, which is a total drag. Where are all these "great attitudes" supposed to come from if nobody(mostly) puts anything *into* the crippled person's tank, and, honestly, the culture scuffs it up with "Don't spend it all in one place," Or "It's too bad; you'd be so cute.") Even if I did have some way of replenishing myself emotionally from, you know, Factory Settings, which, not really, but denial gets a bad rap, it would probably need a tune-up by now, right? even if everybody didn't expect me to be a living Valuable Lesson and Unpaid Advocacy Generator(And, yes, I've gotten over that softball exists, right? I mean, the problems do shift slightly, even if there are two or three intractable ones, which are, again, so not my choice.)
