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Slid into the ditch.
Challenge #3: In your own space, Scream Into the Void. Get it all out. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.
And just the other day I was saying I needed an icon for anger!
Because anger's what I feel when I think about so many things. People refusing to have a twenty-minute conversation and letting something fester for a year, making decisions about me without me and not even having the graciousness or consideration to tell me about these things as soon as they happen, letting things get worse until it blew up in everyone's faces. My brother refusing to push for a conversation between the two of us that would've taken fifteen minutes, twenty at most, letting things sit for months instead of being firm in knowing it needed to happen and in avoiding the topic, continuing to make sure his wife was rejected and hurt by behavior I didn't know needed to be addressed that I'm more than willing to adjust now that I know.
It's what I think about when I think about recently published debut novels with tremendously passive protagonists, knowing full well that while I have a novel that's hard to market - too much literary fiction for the fantasy aisle, too much fantasy for most literary fiction readers, a young adult protagonist in something that's not a YA novel - I've got a book where the protagonist at least does something and takes firm stances with the people around him.
It's what I think about when I see people leaving their dogs off-leash in protected areas in the parks and the city, and I swear there's got to be some equivalent of toxoplasmosis for dogs that nobody's yet identified because that's the only explanation for how those animals make some people so goddamn stupid, seriously, so stupid. It's what I think about when I think about people refusing to respect phobias and fears.
It's what I think about when I hear all the filler words and random pauses in speech around me - in my brother, who had months to prepare for a conversation and still threw "um" and "like" and "you know" all over the place, in podcast hosts that use those words in such frequency they're more or less stuttering their way through what would otherwise be coherent thoughts, in the way that people won't even take a breath and three seconds to think about what they're going to say before they say it.
It's what I think about when I think about how hard it is for me to fall asleep, how it took over an hour earlier this week, and how the medication prescribed for this gives me such nasty congestion when I take it as to utterly defeat any tranquilizing effects, rendering it pointless.
It's what I think about when I think about how much it's going to suck to get a new job.
I guess in the absence of an icon devoted to anger, this one will do.
And just the other day I was saying I needed an icon for anger!
Because anger's what I feel when I think about so many things. People refusing to have a twenty-minute conversation and letting something fester for a year, making decisions about me without me and not even having the graciousness or consideration to tell me about these things as soon as they happen, letting things get worse until it blew up in everyone's faces. My brother refusing to push for a conversation between the two of us that would've taken fifteen minutes, twenty at most, letting things sit for months instead of being firm in knowing it needed to happen and in avoiding the topic, continuing to make sure his wife was rejected and hurt by behavior I didn't know needed to be addressed that I'm more than willing to adjust now that I know.
It's what I think about when I think about recently published debut novels with tremendously passive protagonists, knowing full well that while I have a novel that's hard to market - too much literary fiction for the fantasy aisle, too much fantasy for most literary fiction readers, a young adult protagonist in something that's not a YA novel - I've got a book where the protagonist at least does something and takes firm stances with the people around him.
It's what I think about when I see people leaving their dogs off-leash in protected areas in the parks and the city, and I swear there's got to be some equivalent of toxoplasmosis for dogs that nobody's yet identified because that's the only explanation for how those animals make some people so goddamn stupid, seriously, so stupid. It's what I think about when I think about people refusing to respect phobias and fears.
It's what I think about when I hear all the filler words and random pauses in speech around me - in my brother, who had months to prepare for a conversation and still threw "um" and "like" and "you know" all over the place, in podcast hosts that use those words in such frequency they're more or less stuttering their way through what would otherwise be coherent thoughts, in the way that people won't even take a breath and three seconds to think about what they're going to say before they say it.
It's what I think about when I think about how hard it is for me to fall asleep, how it took over an hour earlier this week, and how the medication prescribed for this gives me such nasty congestion when I take it as to utterly defeat any tranquilizing effects, rendering it pointless.
It's what I think about when I think about how much it's going to suck to get a new job.
I guess in the absence of an icon devoted to anger, this one will do.
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Argh, this drives me nuts! I'm a fan of well-written audiodrama but I do listen to podcasts every now and then. I don't need scripted fact podcasts or overdramatised speeches but I like my talking heads well-articulated and with a clear view of what the episode is about. It's one of the main reasons I enjoy Maintenance Phase so much: Aubrey and Michael don't have a script but the have notes and they have structure, and they have a very good grasp on how the episode plays out. I've had to back the fuck out on otherwise interesting-sounding podcasts because I just CAN'T STAND the simpering hemming and hawwing when the episode MOVES NOWHERE.
I like the fact that anyone can start a podcast. I also like the fact that I can just back the fuck out and look for something I can actually stand to listen.
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