Too Old to be Young; October 2 2024

I’m too old to be turning 34. A lot of millennials say they feel younger than they are; I’m the opposite. I feel like I’ve been in my forties since I was a teenager, and I’m rather tired of it.

But maybe that’s the moving stress talking.

My birthday is this coming Sunday! If you want to give me a birthday present, consider donating to my ko-fi to help me with moving expenses? I’ve applied for moving funds with the government, but I’ve got a strong feeling I’m going to be denied and/or not get approved in time, so every bit helps astronomically.

I am starting to get excited for the move though, in spite of being overwhelmed. My bedroom has built-in bookshelves and LED lights along the ceiling, which is pretty freaking cool. I do lack a bed for the time being (the one I currently share with my kid is going to her) but I should be able to afford one, if I’ve calculated everything correctly.

I’ve done so much math recently. So much. I became a writer to avoid math and still have to do so much more of it than I signed up for.

Anyway, reminder I have stories posted on my Archive of Our Own and Wattpad pages! One’s a self-indulgent vampire turf war story I’m going to be working on sporadically; the other is a novelette about girls with magical gifts given to them by a fae. If either of those sound intriguing, give ‘em a read!