I have actually gotten yelled at over the web or text message about this—not through CAPITAL LETTERS, but through intense explanations of how I am an ungrateful little shit who doesn’t understand she is just being lazy and expecting the world to hand things to her.
Who would have thought an interview I did on someone’s blog would stir up trouble [with offline relations]?
Grandmama and I were supposed to head home to Texas from Oklahoma Tuesday, then Wednesday, then Thursday. We were mostly held hostage by the weather; Monday, Grandmama pushed leaving to Wednesday, because the people she needed to meet weren’t able to be met until Tuesday.
I’m finally home, wherein I can stim and be autistic as I please, door closed and in my own zone of comfort.
I was originally going to talk about the creation and the development of Wesley Novak, but then I realised I should first explain how I, an Aspie, write fiction.
Wesley has become one of my absolute favorite characters! I love him in a he’s-my-baby-way to the point that I could never kill him off, which… supposedly, that is a bad thing for an author to say about a character/a fault in an author, but the reason I can’t see myself killing him off is because he’s such a dynamic character that there is so much to develop with him—the possibilities are literally endless.
I deleted the WordPress database and directory files belonging to Liz and Code before I left for Oklahoma — and I didn’t change liz.pw around at all. It’s still the same, still going to stay static, and still going to just sit there… at least until I finish organising everything.
(Of course I saved a backup of the files… I can’t not do that.)
I did it because I don’t want to manage three blogs.