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dreaminghour · 8 months

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burned out but still posting

a little state-of-the-author blog post

i was thinking i'd write something in depth on dreamwidth and then cross-post, but at the moment i don't have anything profound to say

a couple weeks ago i realized i was burned out and probably had been for a while. possibly months. writing has been hard except for short bursts, and i realized i often sit down to write without any desire to write

it makes me sad

i'm hoping that this will end sooner rather than later. i kind of had a period like this last year (or so Keeper tells me) and i revised my plans going into events (like only doing ship-specific exchanges and doing ships i love for FFC). this is also how i fell in love with QuiAni as a ship which is, apparently, the only thing i still occasionally have drive to write and think about ♡ I'm very grateful for this

however, i have an insane amount of mostly finished and unposted fic. so i'll still be posting. i'd also love to keep talking, so if you see this because you're wondering what's up with a certain series or fandom... this is up: i'm burned out and writing anyway wasn't doing me favors

i have about 500k of unposted stuff and about 100k is either publishable right now or very nearly so...

so you'll still be seeing updates

if you want to be notified when something gets published, the 'subscribe' button on my ao3 will send you an email whenever I post a fic, but you can also subscribe to a specific fic or series. i don't get that info, it's anonymous ♡

you can also check out my fic log for snippets, updates, and some writing-related ask replies → @dreaminghour-archive. if you wanted to turn on notifications there you'd find out pretty soon after something gets updated

i'm also open for asks (anon is on). i appreciate kind words but talking to me about my stories or AUs, telling me what you're writing and thinking about, asking me for recs or my thoughts about anything is always welcome ( ＾◡＾)っ ♡

#dreamy gets personal #burn out 2023 #dreamy pinned this

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damazcuz · 2 years

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not going to reblog the post because I think the "ao3 needs a “notify me when this is finished” button" idea made in it sucks, but why the hell would someone finish a 50k+ word piece of fanfiction if the first 49k words go ignored and no one interacts with it b/c half the audience is waiting for it to be finished to "binge." like. 🧍‍♂️ my current longest singular fic is 102k words, part of a ~200k word series, and I wouldn't have fucking bothered posting past the first 15-20k words if i hadn't got the feedback and response i did. i would have simply stopped writing after chapter 1 or 2. obviously i write for myself and not for the numbers but people who strictly only read and don't write don't seem to realize or care that "the numbers" and the interaction with readers is part of what encourages writers want to actually Finish big multi-chapter things. sorry that's just devastating to think about as a writer.

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yttanct · 5 years

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Detention -Nakamoto Yuta

Prompt: “So what’s your plan?” “My plan was to follow your plan!” With Yuta

Pairings: Yuta x Reader

highschool!au

This is my first fic so forgive me if there are any mistakes, I’ll be sure to post some better quality ones in the future. Feel free to send in requests and write any feedback!

Warnings: slight cursing

There I was, stuck in detention for the rest of my afternoon. I had planned on going home early and enjoying my Friday night by watching some Netflix, but Ms. Aur had a different idea for how I should be spending my time.

“Y/N, can I speak to you for a moment please.” I got up from my seat and packed my books into my backpack before walking up to my physics teacher’s desk.

I was so confused because as far as I knew, I wasn’t doing anything wrong during class.

“Yes Ms. Aur, you wanted to speak with me?” My voice was condensed into a whisper, it wasn’t every day I got into trouble with my teachers. Wait, I shouldn’t jump to conclusions, I don’t know for sure that I’m in trouble right now.

Ms. Aur takes a moment to clear her throat before speaking. “I’m a little concerned about your work ethic.” My work ethic? What?

“I, uh, I don't believe I follow?” She proceeds to scoot her chair back a bit to reach into a drawer and pull out a couple of my old labs from the beginning of the year. But, wait, shes also taking out another student’s labs and placing them next to mine.

“Do you know whose labs these are?” She asks me. I lean forward a bit so I can read the student’s name from their crappy handwriting.

Nakamoto Yuta. I let that guy cheat off of me earlier into the semester because I used to think he was cute! And with my luck as per usual, it's now coming to bite me in the ass.

“I don’t think I do.” Shit. My voice was obviously shaking as I said that, so it’s no wonder Ms. Aur immediately picked up on my lie.

“I really like you Y/N, and I know you meant no harm, but cheating is not ok.”

“I understand Ms. Aur, I-” My sentence gets cut off short when I noticed her scribbling something onto a red slip of paper. Are you kidding me! Detention?

I cough a bit to get her attention. “Um, Ms. Aur, is detention absolutely necessary? You know I don’t normally do this kind of stuff I just-”

“Ms. Y/N,” She interrupts, “I know what kind of girl you are, but I want to make sure that this will never happen again. Your detention is in room 203 this afternoon.” And with that, she handed me that damn detention slip and ushered me out of her class.

So here I am now, three minutes into detention, already trying to think of how I’m going to explain myself to my mom. What’s even more unfair is that I don’t see Yuta anywhere! That bastard most likely skipped, leaving me here all alone with the smelly bio teacher and two other kids with late detentions. Asshole. How did I ever think he was cute?

Just as I’m about to put my head down for a nap, the rotten smell becomes more pungent. Mr. Duric is standing right above my desk.

“Come with me Ms. Y/N, I have some work for you to do before you leave.” I get out of my seat and follow Mr. Duric to the door, making sure to hold my breath. His poor students…

“I sent a couple of other kids down to the basement already before you came but turns out I need one more person down there. Before your detention is over could you go down and organize some tools into their respective boxes and bring them up in the elevator for Monday's class?” He hands me his keycard to get down into the basement. Grabbing it, I nod and rush down the hallway, eager to get out of the dead silence and boredom that was within his classroom.

Mr. Duric could’ve gone and done this himself, but of course, he makes his students do every bit of labor whenever he can just so he can sit at his desk and play Flappy Bird probably. Swiping the keycard, I opened the door to the basement and, thank God, all the lights are open downstairs.

“Hello?” I shout as I’m walking down the dusty steps.

“I’m in here!” I… I know that voice.

I walk down a bit further just in time to come face to face with Nakamoto Yuta. Great.

“Hey! You’re here for the physics thing right?” His eyes widen when he sees me, I’m not one of the usuals in detention, unlike him. Surrounding him were piles of dissecting trays, vials, beakers, microscopes, and six boxes, in which only one had some equipment messily thrown in.

“Yuta,” I begin while getting down on my knees to start working, “tell me how, how! How did you get us in trouble three months after I let you cheat off of me?” He just chuckled and scooted closer to me.

“You know that girl Katherine?” He asked in a lighthearted manner. Of course I knew Katherine! Everyone does, she’s the biggest bitch at school.

“Yeah, why? What’d she do?” I pick up a couple of beakers and carefully placed them into the box sat in front of me, waiting for him to continue.

“She uh, she kinda has a crush on me and when I told her I wasn’t interested she snitched to Ms. Aur. Damn bitter bitch.” Yuta took a couple of vials and put them into the box I was currently working on while I tried not to laugh.

“Are you serious,” I breathed out, obviously holding in laughter.

“Yeah! She was in detention today too but I pissed her off so much down here that she snuck out!” Now Yuta was laughing as well, and we ended up finishing the first box for Mr. Duric without even noticing.

“God I hate her, but, I’m glad this wasn’t all your fault,” I added that last part with a playful glare and for the rest of our time down there, we continued to fill up the remaining boxes. I kept taking quick glances at his hands, and the way his hair brushed over his forehead whenever he turned his head. Damnit. Ok, I take back what I said before, he's still kind of cute.

“Thank God, we’re done,” I dramatically exclaim as I lean back towards the ground.

“Wow,” Yuta laughed, “good to know you enjoyed my company.” Playfully hitting him on the shoulder, I scoffed and got up, brushing the dust off of my knees.

“Come on asshole, I wanna go home.” I helped him up and we scooted the boxes over to the elevator with our feet before getting in ourselves. Yuta pressed the button for the second floor and then the button to close the elevator doors. But shortly after our ascend, the elevator came to an abrupt stop.

“Are you kidding me!” Yuta dragged out the word ‘me’ before slumping down to the elevator floor.

I sighed and pressed on the bell button to notify whoever was on the other end that we needed help. “And just as we were about to leave.”

Yuta looked up at me, his green eyes never failing to break eye contact. “What do you think we should do?”

I shook my head before sitting down myself, “No idea dude.”

“I think I have a plan,” I raised my eyebrow in curiosity, “there’s always some janitor or gym teacher down here after school, what if we bang on the elevator door so one of them can hear us and try to pry it open for us, we definitely didn’t get higher than the first floor, someone’s got to be in the hallway right?”

I waved my hand signaling him to go on and execute his plan, not sure of whether or not it’ll work but not caring enough to argue with it. Especially since I got nothing better to think of. “You do you, Yuta.”

At this moment I got a good chance to really look at the tall boy in front of me. His cotton candy pink hair brushed over his face and his brows were furrowed in concentration. At this moment I remembered why I so infatuated with him.

He slammed his hand against the door a couple of times before sitting back down defeatedly, breaking me out of my thoughts.

How did no one hear him! There's definitely a teacher on this floor who does not give two shits. Sighing I faced him, surprised to see him looking at me expectantly.

“What?” I asked.

“So what’s your plan now?”

“You saw me sitting while you were banging on the door like an idiot, you think I had a plan if I let you do all that?” He nods, still not getting it.

“My plan was to follow your plan!” I shut my eyes for a moment at the theatrics of all this. “I’m too tired to have my own plan.”

There we sat, for a good forty minutes before, thank the Lord, the elevator started moving towards the second floor, and finally, we were freed.

“Huh,” Yuta said while getting up, holding his hand out to help me, “I guess it was just jammed.”

“I don’t care, I want to go home even more now.” We walked out of the elevator, pushing the boxes to the classroom before walking towards the stairs to exit the building.

“I’m glad we got out without help though, too bad it’s dark out now,” I spoke.

“Do you want me to give you a ride?” Yuta asked me while holding the door open for me to go outside.

“Sure, that’d be nice. Thanks.” He gave me a small smile and with that, we walked over to his car before driving out of the school parking lot, and towards my house.

Maybe detention isn’t so bad… as long as I don’t get stuck in the elevator again, and if it’s with Nakamoto Yuta.

#nakamoto yuta #nct yuta #nct imagines #nct 127 #nct u #nct #yuta x reader #nct x reader #nct fluff #nct fanfic #imagine #highschool!au #nct drabbles

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sodainabottle · 5 years

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re: updates on 'if your heart's still open'

hello, it's me :)

i dunno if anyone still cares but i figured i owe the people who are following my fic 'if your heart's still open' an update on well, updates for the fic. link to the fic here:

first of all, before anyone gets mad, i know what i promised--that i will complete the fic. this is still true. i will finish it, i owe it to you guys and to myself too.

but yes, in the past half a year or so, i've only updated once. this is partly because i started university and i'm awful at timetabling. i'm struggling quite a bit to stay on top of uni work and although i love this fic, at the end of the day, i have to prioritise my studies. but mostly, i've been having trouble with getting motivated to write. and whenever i've managed to force myself to continue this fic, the words won't come out right. i've tried writing other fics in order to get me back into it but it's not helped much. anyway, that's my lame explanation for the lack of updates.

THE FUTURE OF THE FIC:

so, what does this mean? well, i have exams coming up in june, after which, i will be working full time until the end of july. i'm going to try my best to get back to work on this fic in august, but at that time i will be in a place with little to no internet so even if i get a lot of writing done, i might not be able to post it. this means that the next update will be in the end of august at the latest. i'll try my best to do get something up before then, but i can't make promises that i don't know if i can keep. for now, all i can promise is that there will be an update before september.

i know that's a long time, and i know that this is gonna make me lose my readership, but honestly, it's the best i can do. please, please, PLEASE click the subscribe button at the top of the fic on ao3 if you still want to read the fic because that's the best way to be notified when i update.

and please ask me anything you're unsure about, or even if you want a timestamp or a drabble to keep you warm while you wait. i'll do my best to answer.

iyhso means a lot to me, and so do your comments. i hope you guys can understand why i'm putting the fic on hiatus for now. i appreciate you all so much.

much love,

soda

(edited to change name)

#if your heart's still open #mine

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