i’m skimming all the chapters of my longest fic right now, just trying to write a bare-bones outline of what the plot/timeline has been so far (hoping that once i get in the rhythm of that, outlining the NEXT few chapters will be easy) and honestly feel like i don’t remember shit (like after this i really do think i’m going to have to reread every chapter before i even start to write the next one) and also apparently my writing style is just this:
In his first known written letter to her, he calls himself her “most loyal servant”. In the remainder of the Vatican letters, he refers to himself as her ‘servant’ nine more times.
i am aware that irl; i probably come across as mean and it’s like…the thing is i’m not actually mean, but that vibe is something i’ve built up because so often in the past when i’ve been friendly from a place of like…convenience, making things easier (like with coworkers, for example…and customers, to a certain extent) i’ve apparently been too convincing/charming because they immediatetly start to use my politeness/friendliness as an excuse to cross boundaries and get too familiar and then if i do try to stay firm and remind them of boundaries suddenly i’m evil and by then they’ve decided i’m ‘mean’ anyway.
so like, i’m a bitch so that i don’t like…have to be a bitch?
the fact that a cat considers “sit in the same room ignoring each other” to be an acceptable social activity and not an insult is great for me because that’s how i like to socialise
