Changeling and self-publication

I think I’ve decided that I’m going to self-publish Changeling as an ebook. It’s finished, now that I’ve cut out just under 20 000 words, leaving it around 175 000, and it would help build my portfolio, especially once I publish Purity. As I still mean to publish OtArb the traditional way, it will look good on cover letters and queries to have something published, even if it is by my onesie.

So! This means edits!

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Oop! Name change!

Just to make this slightly more professional¬†as if, I switched the base name of the blog to J P Marshman, which, when I’m a rich and famous author, will be the name I go by.

And to make this post slightly better, here, have a picture.

Catvengers!

I have nothing to post, but I should post something

Did anyone else shit brix throughout all of this Sunday’s Game of Thrones episode? I’m always on the fence with the Lannisters. I’ve always liked Tyrion, and I think I’m getting to really like Tywin, due to his jovial interactions with Arya, but I’m never sure if I like or hate Cersei and Jaime. But this episode was one in which I liked both. Cersei actually showed her heart when talking to Sansa and Tyrion; Jaime proved he was a man of honour, despite taking a stab at poor Ned when he did.

But the end. The end. Theon Greyjoy needs a swift kick in the rear. I’m not sure if I can hate him more, the little shit. I suppose we’ll find out on Sunday.

Ugh. Frustrating. And the end of the True Blood rerun I caught was a cliffhanger, too. HBO is making me suffer; but they know I’ll just keep coming back.

Steam had a midweek sale this week that I got wholly into. I don’t usually check out the sales except for Sims 3 Pets expansion, because I am not buying that for $40 regular, but this time was an exception. They had Plants vs Zombie GOTY edition for 75% off. It was just over two bucks. Who am I to resist? That has got to be the most addicting game ever.

I also have writer’s block, in a sense. I know where I want to go in Changeling and OtK, but I keep getting distracted by, you guessed it, video games. My Bosmer assassin in Skyrim is getting all my attention, having now surpassed by Nord warrior in levels and skill. It’s hard to get things done when there’s Skyrim to be had. I also amped up a bunch of mods: a blood spatter mod, which puts gallons of blood spilling about after attacks and death, a Hobbit Hole mod that is exactly what it sounds like, and more killcam shots. Oh, and a real-light mod, which makes everything darker and rather spookier. I love mods. The Skyrim Steam workshop is a beautiful thing. Never has a mod been so easy to download.

I’m having a difficult time concentrating on anything lately. Maybe I’ll write a short story and put ‘er up here, just to change things up. We’ll see!

Here, have a Scottish fold to brighten your day.

So this is what pain feels like

I’ve had my heart torn from my chest and trampled on by Fate. My best friend for the past 15 years passed away early this morning, and though it seems as though she went peacefully, it doesn’t make it any easier. I want nothing more than one last cuddle, even if she tries to claw my face like she used to.

I love you. Never forget that.

I can’t imagine I will have very peaceful, relaxed blogs for a while, if I even post anything at all. This has been the most painful thing I’ve endured, and I’ve been through some pretty terrible stuff.

Grieving is hard. I don’t know how I’m going to survive without her, but we’ll see how that works later.