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ladyofthemasque
15 February 2017 @ 08:13 pm
Done.

Fu.
King.
DONE.


...I have finally caught up to and finished the last of the books on my excruciatingly, embarrassingly, humiliatingly, mortifyingly, and even anxiety-inducing-and-depressingly-long-overdue manuscript list.

Fu. King. DONE!

...I'mma go have a nervous breakdown now...
(Feel free to send me some hugs if you want to; I'll leave a basket of nummy peppermint bark chocolate squares by the front door for anyone making deliveries.)
 
 
Mood: draineddrained
 
 
 
ladyofthemasque
19 December 2016 @ 01:47 am
I'm getting tired, even a bit sleepy, but I dread going to bed. I don't want to go to bed. I don't want "tomorrow" to come...even though I know it will.

Part of me still has this fucking HOPE in my chest that the Repugnant Republicans in the Electoral College will WAKE THE FUCK UP and NOT vote for Trump, the fucking disaster set to destroy America.

The rest of me is sick with the knowledge so many of them are so BLINDED by their idiodic ideologies, their lust for power & control, that they are either cowardly collaborators baring their bellies to the Beast out of apathy or disgusting loyalty--or worse, fear that's making them lick the jack-boots of the neo-Nazis in the hopes their necks won't get crushed--or they're willing collaborators lurking & circling in the wake of the predators tearing this country to pieces, hoping to dash in and snatch up some of those spoils from that kill. The spoils of this kill.

I'm voting Tardigrades in 2120...because I don't think we're going to get the right to vote in 2018, and forget about 2020.

Cassandra Wept...

Cassandra Fucking Wept! I saw this coming last year, this year, months ago, ages ago, weeks ago, days ago, fucking far too fucking long ago. We who have seen this have been yelling and jumping up and down and waving our arms and SCREAMING at the rest, and still! STILL so many of them won't open their eyes--and the rest are opening their eyes too slow! It'll be too late!

Some of those Electors are going to realize that if they vote for DJT, they'll be blamed by history for being fucking traitors to this nation. But some don't fucking care. They think they can rewrite history, that their actions will affect millions of others but will never affect THEM, and they are so. fucking. wrong.

Some of those Electors cower at the thought of DJT's fucking neo-Nazi nutcases coming after them with guns and bombs and who knows what else if they vote for anyone BUT DJT, and they're fucking cowards who'll cravenly check the little box for the worst mistake in modern history...

Because they think their vote will not affect them. Because they don't give a shit about anyone else, forgetting that they couldn't EXIST without everyone else!

Cassandra Bloody Fucking Wept.

...Months ago, I foresaw a military coup on American soil. I thought it would be our loyal troops marching into the White House to depose the fuckwit heading for that Oval Office...but that fuckwit has put together a lot of ex-generals for his Cabinet, and that's beginning to look like a military junta, a la South American Dictatorship style...and Jesus Wept, Too.

Cassandra foresaw it.
Jesus foreswore it.
Muhammad derided it.
Buddha decried it.

Jesus Buddha Muhammad Cassandra
All of Them Fucking Wept.

...

...*waves a little Go, Tardigrades! flag, 'cause we don't fucking deserve this planet*
 
 
Mood: distresseddistressed
 
 
ladyofthemasque
01 December 2016 @ 10:41 pm
I have come to a depressing, sorrowful realization.

Due to selfishness and self-centeredness,
rampant unchecked corporate greed
white supremacy disguised as alt right white nationalism
blatant and overwhelming faux news propaganda
brainwashing by refusing to admit self-responsibility
the assertion that there is no such thing as a fact, only opinions
the willfull ignoring of overwhelming scientific data
the fact that half the nation literally doesn't give a shit about anyone or anything
blind loyalty to ideological demagoguery, aka "it's them or us, no compromises allowed!"
and the flat-out denial (see the first line) of humanity's impact on the world...

...we are in our final days as a species.

And we're talking most of life with us.

There's exactly one hope for recovering, and that's for the Electoral College to overwhelmingly reject Donald Trump AND Mike Pence. Without climate change deniers in office in the biggest free economy in the world, we could implement carbon dioxide recapture equipment on industrial exhaust stacks, haul ass to switch over to solar and wind power for most of our energy needs, and reduce the global warming that is now fucking everything over.

They said we had until 2050. We have MAYBE until 2020 to get our asses in gear and get this shit in place. But thanks to all of the above listed flaws, and several more, humanity is fucked. In the ass. With a petrified corn cob lined with razor blades. That we're energetically applying to ourselves, while so many are demanding, "...Source?" in order to stall and stave off actually looking up any of these facts themselves.

Most of the Australian Great Reef is dead or dying.
The Arctic Circle is 36F warmer than it should be, with virtually no sea ice regrowth.
Without that sea ice, the oceans warm up, become more acidic, and kill off various lifeforms...such as the corals.
Without the corals, fish by the millions and billions are dying, unable to handle the abrupt loss of habitat.
With warmer oceans, phytoplankton--the MAJORITY source of the oxygen we need to breathe--will also die off.
Okay, so algae will grow on the corals...for a while...but the warming of the oceans will continue unchecked for a few centuries more, since we won't actually die off in the next 50 years (though with the loss of bees, I'm not so sure we do have 50 years), so that'll all die off, too.
Even the jellyfish will die.

The only lifeform that'll survive will be the tardigrade, aka water bears.

I'm sorry, Mother Earth. We fucked things over so much for most of Your Children. The Planet Earth will continue to spin on and on, the sun will continue to rise and set...but humanity isn't worth being allowed to exist.

So good luck, little water bears. Here's hoping in half a billion years, you'll have repopulated the landscape with new forms of life, once the poisons we spew unchecked into the atmosphere have diminished, and the climates and temperatures and so on and so forth have balanced out again.

...I'm going to keep fighting, going to keep hoping that we'll pull back from the edge. But...December 19th, I'm afraid all those Republican Electors will choose to blindly, selfishly, ignorantly, foolishly follow their party leaders into disaster.

I want them to be the Heroes of 2016 (a very shitty year, most everyone will agree)...but everywhere I turn, Trumpsters (rabid alt-reich followers & brainwashed conservatives) are gloating over Trump's victory, or mindlessy parroting, "Give him a chance!" in desperate self-delusion.

They say depressed people are more realistic than others, that we see reality more clearly than those who are optimistic, etc.

Good luck, little tardigrades.
You're gonna need it.

Now...how the fuck do I write Happily Ever After romances, realizing all of that?

All I can think of is the story of Noah, working on the Ark, choosing to dance and sing and praise God anyway, knowing that God is busy slaughtering millions of people. I don't believe in the Abrahamic God. That shithead is a sadistic abusive sonovabitch. We make our own heaven or hell here on Earth...and it's clear everyone wants to condemn us to hell.

But...I will give what comfort I can to those who are left.

...I'm not counting on the removal of Trump by impeachment bringing any sanity, because Pence is in many ways just as bad. He's a guy who believes it's 100% okay for parents to torture their children so severely, 2 out of 5 successfully commit suicide. Not just try, but succeed in killing themselves, all just to end the pain they're in. He's a guy who thinks it's okay to reduce reproductive and sexual health clinic services to the point of causing an HIV epidemic so bad, the federal government had to step in. The guy who demands funerals for fetuses that have been aborted...and now insists that they have to be cremated, which costs thousands of dollars, if not tens of thousands, per instance, rather than allowing the tissues to be disposed of in sanitary landfills alongside organs, etc, from surgical operations and the like.

And even if the Electors are our heroes, the Alt Reich Neo Nazis will rise up with their mountains of guns and start slaughtering average Americans in an uprising. And oh, hey, there's no other military in the world that can stop us, because the U.S. has a military that is bigger than the next 27 nations COMBINED (yes, China & India included).

The Koch Brothers, one way or another, have succeeded in destroying America, just as their father & grandfathers wished. They're destroying the rest of the world, too.

So...we're fucked.

Bless you, little water bears. For the meek you are, and you are the only thing that'll be able to inherit the Earth from us.

...I'm going to go try to write a smutty romance. Yeah. Good luck.
 
 
Mood: stressedstressed
 
 
ladyofthemasque
15 August 2016 @ 06:33 am
*flop*

Being forced to be diurnal suuuuuuckssss...

I just woke from a nightmare of a young man forcing himself to endure (and I do mean this next part literally; remember, this was a dream) his asshole being spelunked like a cave by three older women from the Steven Universe "gems" universe. They were literally forcing him to let them crawl up inside and move around, all supposedly in the name of some "Ritual of Wisdom" that their leadership must endure, save that they were slowly eroding him from the inside like termites hollowing out a slowly rotting wooden log, only this was all minerals and crystals inside...and I was just horrified at how he *accepted* this violation of his right to say NO, *forced* himself to accept it, all because of "custom" and "culture" and because these 3 bitches ganged up on him.

The only "good" part in any of this is that I have to leave for the airport tomorrow morning at 6:30, so I am forcing myself to stay awake despite getting around only 4-ish maaaybe hours of half-arsed sleep (no relation to the dream; it's been warm and sweaty in the house the last few days/nights).

But honestly, culture is NOT a valid excuse for the systemic violation of bodily autonomy and the right to say NO.

Male, Female, Nonale (genderless/genderqueer, whatever is non m-ale/fem-ale), you have the right to say NO.

~Lotm
 
 
Mood: groggygroggy
 
 
 
ladyofthemasque
14 August 2016 @ 03:39 pm
A friend accused me of being cold (a cold hearted bitch was implied) just because I said I knew I'd eventually lose interest in a favorite character (who had died in a favorite intense storyline when I did not want them to die (and no, not a George RR Martin story)), and knew I'd be able to walk away some day.

I tried to explain that I'd already been through this pain with Severus Snape from Harry Potter, but no, they didn't want to talk to me anymore. Didn't want to grasp that I'm dealing with my pain and grief in a different way than they want to deal with theirs. I'm fine with them dealing with their pain in some other way. Grief is a different story for each person.

But when I say I take comfort from the fact I know I will lose (intense focus) interest in this character, it is because I am fucking 20+ years older than her, and I KNOW from PERSONAL EXPERIENCE that the pain and hurt of grief DOES ease with time. It took me years to get over Snape's "betrayal" and death. It's going to take me time to get over this character, too...and by THAT I fucking mean "get over the anguish and grief and denial of this favorite character's death, and I look forward to the day when time has blunted and dulled and erased most of my grief" but GOD FUCKING FORBID I refrain from typing out all that shit in a tiny little chat window!

Yes, she really liked that character too, but HER favorite fucking character is slated to live for DECADES more in the storyline, so GOD FORBID I should look forward to the day when I don't feel like my fucking heart's been ripped out, stomped on, spat on, shat on, and set on fucking fire. All. Over. Again. GOD FORBID I should be doing everything I can to rewrite the fucking goddamn story so that it doesn't HURT so much.

Yes, I'm over here in fanfic denial space, insisting that MY favorite character got SAVED at such-and-such-point for such-and-such reasons with such-and-such-logically-it-could-have-happened-that-way means of escaping his gruesome fate.

But I know it isn't canon. I know it isn't reality. I FUCKING KNOW THAT, BUT GOD FUCKING FORBID I SHOULD ACTUALLY WANT TO REACH THE DAY WHEN THE PAIN EASES AND ENDS.

I'm only a fucking masochist when it comes to consensual BDSM, and this ain't that shit.

~Lotm
 
 
Mood: irritatedirritated
 
 
ladyofthemasque
08 July 2016 @ 12:07 pm
Stress update, not so much stress as just moar flopCollapse )
 
 
Mood: tiredtired
 
 
ladyofthemasque
06 July 2016 @ 04:10 am
Okay, panic attack time...Collapse )
 
 
Mood: distresseddistressed
 
 
ladyofthemasque
01 July 2016 @ 12:21 am
Yeah, so...depression. It's not just sadness. It doesn't have to be sadness. It is not sadness right now.

It's executive dysfunction. Paralysis of energy/willpower.

I Need To Get Shhh Done, and I have no mental oomph-juice.

Ghost-Echoes of the Charlie-Horse'd Larynx - Or, Musings on Weird Shhh Passing Through My Head TonightCollapse )

The other source of stress is still the drainpipe spiral of my finances...but so far, the mortgage refinance seems to be going good, and the county tax assessor dude sent a notice that my house is now worth $40k more than I paid for it initially...which isn't bad, but I sunk $35k into the roof, $4 into the garden, $4k into redoing the walkway, $3k into the south garage wall siding...plus $4k in new heaters and ventilation fans and the water heater replacement... But still, if things go titward financially and I have to sell the house, I SHOULD be able to get more than even the refinanced mortgage costs, which means I should be able to afford to pay off the mortgage and the taxes...without killing me. Maybe.

Throat still has an echo of that charlie-horse lump.

Wish I knew of a safe sad movie I could watch.

Still need to get shhh done. Drinking iced tea is helping. I kinda hate being dependent on caffeine to function, but it's safer ('cause it's unsweetened) than carb-binging, now that I'm fuckin' diabetic.

I'll just slump here in a puddle until I'm tired enough to go to bedtime. And maybe watch some conspiracy-theory bullshittery on YouTube. That's always good for a scifi/fantasy laugh. It's work. It inspires me with possible ideas for stories. So it's legitimately work. Right?

~Lotm
 
 
Mood: listlesslistless
 
 
ladyofthemasque
27 May 2016 @ 05:12 pm
Storing this info, which my awesome sister Nylima dug up, for future reference:

Harry Potter Connections: Our Great Uncle Nunnally wrote the screenplay to The World of Henry Orient starring Angela Lansbury who starred in Nanny McPhee starring Emma Thompson who plays Professor Trelawny in the Harry Potter movies. HP Number is: 3.

Kevin Bacon Connections: Our Great Uncle Nunnally (again) helped write the screenplay to The Grapes of Wrath starring John Carradine who starred in Buried Alive with Nia Long who starred on Guiding Light as did Kevin Bacon. Kevin Bacon Number is: 4.

Awesome!
 
 
Mood: amusedamused