I spare you guys the worst of it, but I swear I should add a “had an existential meltdown about their writing and/or publishing career” ticker counter to my website just so you can see how ridiculous it gets
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Book Release Party (Existential Scream)
THE NEW BOOK IS OUT. Don’t talk to me, don’t look at me.
You can look at the book, though. It’s up here.
Most insane and honest synopsis I can come up with: It’s self-indulgent and includes boys who smell like milk swathed in lace. the ML is mean as shit and also coddled by his sisters <3 the MC is a tsundere brat pining over his dad/brother/boyfriend (these are all the same person; no, they are not related). One of them is an incubus but I’m not telling you who.
The existential uh-ohs can’t catch you if you’re flat
I am extremely tired today, like the fully wrung-out, lay flat tired. I had jury duty today, and the process was A Lot. The whole month has been a lot.
I have a new book coming out tomorrow, but book releases have always been quiet affairs for me. I am most excited about my stories while I’m actually writing them, living in them, when everything feels white-hot and vital.
Presenting a book to an audience feels more like showing off a piece of beach glass. Beautiful and worthy, but evidence of where the lightning struck rather than the lightning itself. I hope that doesn’t sound full of myself.
Which is to say that I’ve been living inside other books these days, and those feel vital to me. Lively.
I’ve been cross stitching and crocheting, drawing and looking for inspiration everywhere. I think I am trying to find peace.
I hope you check out the book, and that you like it if you read it. Here is a strange sticker I saw the other day as tribute.
So do it already then
Worst threesome ever, aka the first draft of this chapter title was called “fuckin robitussin” after the cover of “under the influence” that ate my brain for several solid months.
(the singer looks exactly how I imagine He Yu from Case File Compendium and you can’t convince me otherwise)
Jisoo chews on the side of his already-chewed down nails. “What’s Chaeyong-hyung doing here?” he murmurs around his fingers.
He looks like some kind of doll sitting up in bed, with frothy covers tucked around him and his slim legs disappearing beneath them.
If Chaeyong-hyung doesn’t leave soon, Jisoo is gonna start pulling at his own hair.
“Nothing. Just came to hang out.”
“At 1am.”
Jisoo’s voice is flat, and Chaeyong huffs. “Yeah, weird timing, huh?”
Do you wanna know what the good good bad things all feel like?
Aw, freak out!
Oh my god I have such an enormous case of the nerves about Eiderdown coming out on March 28th. AAAHHHHHH.