Twitter: Come see this new post from Jane.
Me: *checks her account*
Twitter: Gotcha! She posted it earlier!
Ugh. Why are delayed notifications a thing?
You'd think too many emotions would be a writer's dream, but I'm here to tell you that it's the worst thing that can happen.
Tldr; Jane has me feeling everything and then some and I want to put it into words, but I'm not sure if I can cause the depth of what I'm feeling might be too overwhelming for it.
That awkward moment when you've somehow convinced yourself that people have been doing addition wrong for centuries and now actual addition seems wrong to you.
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How addition is done: 5 + 6 = 11.
How I've started thinking it's done: 5 + 6 = 56.
Tldr; I'm an idiot. Nuff said.
If anybody is curious and/or can help, the plot is basically that character A knows character B is a lesbian before A does, B watches A try to "date" various men knowing it won't work out, and eventually A and B are a thing because A can't stand seeing B hurt (well, that and A is more than a bit jealous).
Writing is all fun and games until you have everything you need except the tropes it fits into.
I can't really do much until I have those sorted out.
Please tell me I'm not the only one who's ever had an idea for something and then been like 'oh my god I better make note of this' only to discover that you already did and just don't remember doing so.
...cause that's exactly what happened to me this morning. Whoops.