A satisfactory writing day
Mar. 9th, 2025 06:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vintagewitchThis has been a really lovely weekend!
A friend of mine that I haven't been in touch with for years was in town, and so I got to see him on Friday night and Saturday. He was here to help judge an architecture student program at his alma mater, and of course that also meant that we got to see one another.
It was so good to see R. We've drifted apart, but that's mainly because his (now) wife went to get her MLIS in Canada about 10 years ago, and we've both not been the best at keeping in touch.
This whole friend group is one that I sort of fell out of touch with, but have been slowly getting back in touch with after a wedding last year acted as a reunion. It was like no time had passed. And they all loved meeting E, who was kinda stoned for most of it. At that wedding my ex JF and I kind of made up. There was no animosity on my end, but he has a really hard time being friends with exes after breaking up and so we never really became friends afterwards. But in my opinion we were always better as friends than as significant others, and I'm very glad to have him back in my life.
We get together for like ... game nights, he's invited E and I to a few parties at his place, and we saw one another for his birthday last summer. I laugh so hard when I'm hanging out with him.
And R&R (the guy I saw this weekend and his wife) were at that wedding as well. They live out in Portland now, so I basically never get to see them. But again, this weekend it was like no time had passed. He invited us out to stay with him, which was really sweet. At the end of our hanging out, he even said "I know that an open invitation isn't a real invitation so as soon as you and Ezra have dates you'd like to come out, just confirm them with us and we'll figure out our work schedules."
Total sweetie.
When I see this particular group of friends (I'm going to start referring to them here as the NField Crew) I am particularly reminded of my early-mid twenties, which is when I was seeing JF. I feel simultaneously younger and older. Mostly I just feel really settled right now.
As for today, I spent most of today at home working on writing.
This course I'm writing lectures for will be the death of me! I want so badly to move on to something else. But I am proud of the work I did on it today. I also managed to get some cleaning done, including sweeping + mopping the living room and entryway floors!
Here's a bit that I wrote today that doesn't make sense in the final cut of the lecture, but that I want to hang on to. Basically, it was a little bit too personal but I want to keep the bits for future reference.
Here is that bit:
Before I began my own journey towards gender realization, I often thought of gender in story in a similar way to using gendered pronouns in a foreign language, like La Table in French. Why is the table feminine? It doesn’t actually matter. And so I approached gendered characters the same way - why is Luke a man and Leia a woman? It doesn’t matter, what matters is their character motivation.
Gender is imperfectly written. The analysis of gender in literature is sometimes more important than the author’s reasoning for gender. But motivation is driven by a character’s experience, and the way a character has been gendered means that they have a specific flavor of their motivation. When I identified as a woman, my femaleness was at constant odds with my motivations: Did I want what I did because I was a woman? Or did I want what I did as a result of my rebellion against femininity?
A friend of mine that I haven't been in touch with for years was in town, and so I got to see him on Friday night and Saturday. He was here to help judge an architecture student program at his alma mater, and of course that also meant that we got to see one another.
It was so good to see R. We've drifted apart, but that's mainly because his (now) wife went to get her MLIS in Canada about 10 years ago, and we've both not been the best at keeping in touch.
This whole friend group is one that I sort of fell out of touch with, but have been slowly getting back in touch with after a wedding last year acted as a reunion. It was like no time had passed. And they all loved meeting E, who was kinda stoned for most of it. At that wedding my ex JF and I kind of made up. There was no animosity on my end, but he has a really hard time being friends with exes after breaking up and so we never really became friends afterwards. But in my opinion we were always better as friends than as significant others, and I'm very glad to have him back in my life.
We get together for like ... game nights, he's invited E and I to a few parties at his place, and we saw one another for his birthday last summer. I laugh so hard when I'm hanging out with him.
And R&R (the guy I saw this weekend and his wife) were at that wedding as well. They live out in Portland now, so I basically never get to see them. But again, this weekend it was like no time had passed. He invited us out to stay with him, which was really sweet. At the end of our hanging out, he even said "I know that an open invitation isn't a real invitation so as soon as you and Ezra have dates you'd like to come out, just confirm them with us and we'll figure out our work schedules."
Total sweetie.
When I see this particular group of friends (I'm going to start referring to them here as the NField Crew) I am particularly reminded of my early-mid twenties, which is when I was seeing JF. I feel simultaneously younger and older. Mostly I just feel really settled right now.
As for today, I spent most of today at home working on writing.
This course I'm writing lectures for will be the death of me! I want so badly to move on to something else. But I am proud of the work I did on it today. I also managed to get some cleaning done, including sweeping + mopping the living room and entryway floors!
Here's a bit that I wrote today that doesn't make sense in the final cut of the lecture, but that I want to hang on to. Basically, it was a little bit too personal but I want to keep the bits for future reference.
Here is that bit:
Before I began my own journey towards gender realization, I often thought of gender in story in a similar way to using gendered pronouns in a foreign language, like La Table in French. Why is the table feminine? It doesn’t actually matter. And so I approached gendered characters the same way - why is Luke a man and Leia a woman? It doesn’t matter, what matters is their character motivation.
Gender is imperfectly written. The analysis of gender in literature is sometimes more important than the author’s reasoning for gender. But motivation is driven by a character’s experience, and the way a character has been gendered means that they have a specific flavor of their motivation. When I identified as a woman, my femaleness was at constant odds with my motivations: Did I want what I did because I was a woman? Or did I want what I did as a result of my rebellion against femininity?
Current daily wordcount: 2,355
Fanfic: 882
Course Writing: 1473
I'm going to reward myself with writing more fanfic. I have a cursêd kandreil omegaverse fic I'm working on. (I am actually having The Most Fun with it, and I think I got a good internal voice going for Kevi)
