TMW you write out questions you had about your novella and come to a startling conclusion: Not that the plot needs to be separated into two plots running parallel, but that you've inadvertently made your main character exceptionally stupid, doubly so because she's supposed to be pretty savvy and of quick wits. I'm going to have to come up with a damned good reason how that managed to happen because I can already hear her asking, "Why would I do this?"
TMW you think you're finally starting to be at least decent in Street Fighter IV, venture online for the first time, and get totally decimated by some guy from China. The unspoken message: git gud.
TMW writing a scene that talks of race and oversensitivity leaves you filled with anxiety and worry. And you've managed to project that through one of your (white) characters who is mentally preparing evasive actions as if the other (not-white) character is an emotional time bomb about to go off. Agh, the scenes that demand to be written.
That moment where you put off laundry so long you have to hunt up jeans from your school days and wearing them actually makes you nostalgic and happy, even if they are horribly unfashionable.
TMW... You, in a gaming forum, PM a member of the gaming company regarding a question about copyrights. You wait for a few days, get no reply. You then check the forum rules, which is in clear READ THIS FIRST. "[Game company] Employees will not respond to question PMs about [specific things]. Please direct your question in the appropriate off-topic section so it benefits everyone." Reading is important, children. As is following the directions. Dear God...
Heh, well, I posted it in the correct section this time. Hope things go well finally. Now that I know the frickin' rules.
TMW you find out Bernie Sanders played a small role in a 1999 independent film titled "My X-Girlfriend's Wedding Reception":
TMW... -> You want to open up your General Mystery story to your college-aged MC and friends playing a videogame. -> You go to the board for that game series, a board you're a member of and ask a member of one of the game's developers for permission. You get it. (Success!!!) -> You go attempt to write it only to find yourself putting in an object that you, suddenly, can't remember if it were actually in the game world. And you have one of the characters from the game use a weapon you can't remember if she used or not. (Context: I briefly described my MC moving his own character around a building I'm not sure exists within the game, and an in-game character jumps in and starts using a weapon I'm not sure she uses.) -> You realize you may need to re-play the game to see for yourself. I am aware of the irony.
TMW you are a frugal shopper and you see what $100 worth of groceries looks like on your counter and you are made intimately aware of at least one facet of what's wrong with our country.
You find that a book has arrived a month early! which you have been waiting for at least 6 months!! I guess that will be the very first book I will read since starting on my WIP... as soon as I get it into my hands, tomorrow morning! Wayhay!
That Moment When... You are on the internet, the whole wide world literally at your fingertips -- anything you could possibly ever want to know, or don't want to know, and...you haven't the faintest idea what to do on it. You are utterly bored on it. There's nothing that strikes your interest.
TMW when you are surfing this very forum when your eyes catch an ad for Sonic Electronix earphones. This ad has the words "Bigger Cans" and "Bigger Sound" on the left side. On the right is the image of a completely nude woman with stringy black hair pressing the earpieces of the earphones into her nipples. Her breasts are very big. It's very evident she's naked -- it looks like a porno shoot sexualizing earphones with her breasts and the earphones as the centerpiece. I will not post the image here because forum rules but... Wow.
TMW you're munching on a flapjack while happily strolling towards the railway station when suddenly you find yourself smack on your butt on the ground, nothing else left of the flapjack except the wrapper, still tightly in your fist while the flapjack's in the ditch. Stupid, icy pavement... Nooo, boycott WatchMojo! Their lists are lazily put together and sometimes so utterly predictable. WatchMojo is the buzzfeed of YouTube (although Buzzfeed of YouTube is probably the buzzfeed of YouTube but... You should know what I mean!). E.g DangerDolan's or Rob Dyke's countdowns are much more entertaining, imo.
The most memorable death I remember having in that game was of a gunshot wound when hunting. How that happened, I didn't know except I died and the entire rest of the not-dead party disbanded. Guess that's what happens when you drink too much whiskey and decide to shoot at some birds because, y'know, screw responsibilities and all that. TMW you ponder the reality of the fact that you're almost 27. Tomorrow, I'm gonna be 27 years old. Woooo!
TMW your electronics start turning off and on by themselves.... My PS4 keeps going to the "close application" screen while I'm watching Netflix. The buttons aren't sticky. The battery isn't low. My cell phone keeps restarting for no reason. Then just now, my remote controlled ceiling fan turned on by itself, followed by my PS4 immediately going to the "close application" screen.... The fuck is going on in my house?
Poltergeist! But instead of writing a note to actually tell clearly what it wants, it's being an imp and wants you guys to figure out its message from beyond the grave by messing with your electronics. Look for patterns in its behavior! How many times a day does the ceiling fan turn on? Say, it's four times. What's the fourth number in the alphabet? And so on. Or I guess it could be something else, but I'd be disappointed if it was...
TMW you find out there is a general in the U.S. military who has the last name "Breedlove." It's proof that reality loves irony.
Well I swapped out my PS4 controller with a different one, and it's still exiting to the "close application" screen. So it definitely isn't happening because of sticky buttons. And today, my ceiling light started flickering randomly... My husband looked it up and read it could be a Bluetooth issue. If a neighbor got a new toy, it could be messing with our stuff. But I don't see how that would make my phone restart for no reason... We have a ghost.
That moment when I came up with the idea of starting to write Jodi Arias in prison. I just always seem to be attracted to the crazy chicks.
Sorry about that; my character's ghost was trying to enter the mortal realm and wound up in ours and is now playing around with all the bizarre curiosities she's never seen before. Like an overactive kid pushing all the buttons just to see what they'll do. But seriously, sounds like an electrical issue. :/ Maybe the electrical grid/signal in your house and your neighbor's is getting mixed up? ETA: TMW you watch this: and are suddenly VERY THANKFUL you live in the 21st-century. Seriously, the most common form of medical treatment back then was blood letting (as well as induced vomiting, etc.) all to balance out the four bodily fluids (humors) they thought the human body was composed of. So if any of your characters go back in time, remind them to not get a cold; doctors might just decide to drain them of their very blood while inducing them to vomit in an effort to purge out the nasties.