Anyway, check out my Patreon page if you're interested to see what my novel is about and wish to support me :) or if you're just interested to see what I'm all about, I've got a lot of my writing and random musings here on my website.
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Hey all, I'm still alive and kicking, and still lazy. I've been busy slacking off, just going to work and coming home to do mostly nothing. It's bad. But, I have been writing again this passed week, so that's good. I'm feeling somewhat inspired again, a great sign. Perhaps I will get more writing done, but I've definitely missed my window to participate in Nanowrimo. Anyway, check out my Patreon page if you're interested to see what my novel is about and wish to support me :) or if you're just interested to see what I'm all about, I've got a lot of my writing and random musings here on my website. ~ Cris
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It's been about two or three days since I launched my page, and yet there are 0 patrons. I suppose that means that what I'm offering is insufficient or not worth spending money on every month. I guess that makes sense. The people who make the most money on Patreon appear to be cosplay girls that offer nudes or semi nudes every month. I'm not a cosplayer, sadly. Just a sad little writer with lame aspirations and a decent fantasy novel premise. Sigh. Woe is me. BLEHHHHH. (This is how I'm coping.) Links Links Links to my Patreon page............... (Silent Mental Breakdown) Succulent and Cactus tax paid
for your personal story to be created. They ask if they can text you, so the person writing the story based on your photos can have more to work with , and I said yes. Texting is much more modern than a phone call these days, and so I like that they work this way, it's much more comfortable of an experience overall.
A very nice woman name Stephani texted me about thirty minutes later, asking me my name, and a few details about the photos. She asked me about my trip last Summer, and I found her quite easy to talk to. I even asked he a bit about herself and how she liked her job, and she was kind and honest. Overall, it was a good experience. After we talked for a while she told me that she'd get to work on my story, and we said our farewells. About an hour later my story was ready. It was pretty good, and I liked the fact that I could connect my account to Alexa and have it read aloud to me. My main complaint is that she spelled my name wrong, and I can't correct it. They say that you will be able to edit your stories eventually, I just hope I'm able to do it sooner rather than later because I absolutely hate when my name is spelled with an 'H'. It's an interesting idea, letting someone write a story about your memories, and I think I would very much like to be a part of it. I recommend trying it at least once. I've added a button with a link to my story if you're interested. It's called Italian Daze. Have a lovely Friday, Cristina
"Scowl fiercely. Tell them you're a walking blade."
It's August 21st. I turned 22 three days ago. It's strange that adulthood seems to be an unnoticeable, intangible concept. My face looks the same, I feel the same. How do I know that I've aged? I suppose I'll be able to tell a few years from now.
I've added a poetry page to my website today. It's filled with old and new poetry, mostly sad and terrible writing, but I figured it would be good to post an example of how one grows over time. One day writing lame depressing poetry, then eventually writing actually decent works. Anyway, It seemed like an interesting way to share how I have sometimes expressed my feelings. Also, I'm thinking of reading a short piece of fiction/non-fiction/poetry everyday for the rest of the year. If you have any recommendations, please suggest a work in the comments! It may not work out, but at least I will attempt to use my mind more and more now that school is over. Everyone tells you that life will be different and that the transition is difficult, but you never believe them until you actually experience it. Sigh. Happy August, Cristina |
Cristina R.Artist, Writer, Reader, Gamer, Plant Enthusiast. "She wasn't doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together." -Salinger Archives
June 2020
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