I had a weird dream last night, two weird dreams, actually.
So I asked some friends for advice, and a friend offered to do a bit of divination for me. This is a friend that I trust.
The result of it, the whole result of it….is embarrassing to discuss….but what it basically amounts to is “WRITE MOAR!”
And, TBH, I’m not sure if it’s something I can do.
Okay, yes, I’m juggling more than a few projects right now, and surely I can handle doing something since a deity asked so politely, even though the request was definitely not something I expected.
The thing is, this shit isn’t supposed to happen to me. I’m nobody special, my writing’s not even that good. Aren’t they reading my stuff? They must have internet access in Asgard. Have they missed those posts where I’ve said “I’m not ______?”
After a long involved conversation with said friend involving certain work that apparently needs to be done, by me, I have worked out a deal of sorts (as insurance of sorts before I make a bigger Deal) involving Signs, not just “OMFGs IT’S A SIGN!” but actual Signs. They wanted a time frame, so I said “Eh, how about nine days?” The deity in question is being very patient and understanding, all things considered.
So, here we are, the clock is ticking, and I’m trying to suppress my inner skeptic.
Now, I know what you’re thinking “Dude, seriously, you’re a fucking idiot! Just do what the nice goddess tells you!” I know, I know, it sounds so stupid, but this doesn’t happen to me, and I’m finding it difficult to do the Work when I still don’t have a job, or a love life, or any of those other human needs humans have.
And where the fuck was this Deal three years ago?
So, I guess we’ll see in nine days (March 12th) and if nothing comes of it, well, I’m an idiot.
I don’t know, it feels like I’ve been offered a million bucks, and I can take the million bucks and trust that the person offering the money isn’t scamming me, or I can not take it and never know if they actually did have a million bucks, and I’d be back at square one.