This is a late post, since my birthday was last week (14th). I was busy with work and other life things that I haven’t really been spending time with the usual things I like to do: taking online art courses, building/maintaining sites, and watching new episodes of Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir. I actually planned on posting another diary art with the accompanied blog entry, but I was having an artist’s block on what to draw. So instead, I went to the Lady M Instagram to look for pictures and I found a nice photo of their Truffle Mille Crepe cake, which I thought it would be a little quick and easy to draw.
What have I’ve been up to lately?
I started writing my very first Miraculous fanfic since late September. Like how I wrote my past Card Captor Sakura fanfics and other (unfinished) fanfics on FanfictionNET, it’s another AU with loooots of fluff, cuteness, magical realism, you name it, you got it. I’ve read other fanfics before in which the canon characters are aged up to adults as an excuse for them to do things that "adults" are "stereotypically" should be doing, especially when they’re college aged. As an adult who has gone through the college age and early adulthood, I’m a bit appalled, namely because I am a bit of a canon purist and second, a lot of the scenarios written in them are completely unrealistic and also completely inaccurate.
I’ll just say this one and for all: kids under 18, especially if they haven’t reached the teen years, shouldn’t be writing (fan)fics in which the characters are aged up to adults. Not all of us college-aged young adults party and go to night clubs, get drunk, etc. on a nightly basis because most of us are going through a lot of more important things to survive college and survive life in general after our teen years: studying, researching, doing projects, joining college clubs (even joining fraternities and sororities aren’t exactly like the ones you see in those campy movies), part-time jobs, internships, all of that. I’m pretty sure there are better fanfics out there in which the characters are aged up and being responsible with the messy thing called the real world.
Okay, end of rant.
The fanfic that I’m writing is called A Pocketful of Miracles. I tried uploading this fanfic in my FFnet account, however, the formatting is completely messed up and it would take me a long time to fix all of that manually through HTML. I started using a Markdown-supported text editor called iA Writer for my Macbook Pro, my iPad, and my Galaxy Note phone, and writing through it was a complete breeze. All I had to do was to copy/paste as HTML and I’ve got the chapter up and running. So far, I have about 12 chapters (as of this writing) and still going to write more, of course. I even tried minimizing each chapter to around 10k-15k words, but now I’m going back in my old habit of writing each chapter at around 20k+ words. It’s hard to end chapters when I’ve got a good scene going on, so I would have to time things in ending the scenes I’m currently writing.
I wasn’t so sure if fanfics are still a thing, considering the series have been running since the mid-2010s (which I am seriously late until I binge-watched the first three seasons on Netflix), but I was inspired to write one anyway. It’s been years since the last time I’ve written a (failed) fanfic after all.
I was hoping I’d get comments, but there aren’t very many people who read fanfics as of late, so rather than just writing for the fandom, I’m writing it for myself.
How I celebrated?
My brother’s birthday and my birthday are only six days apart, so we always end up having a double-celebration. We were able to eat out at some super-fancy steakhouse that was especially reserved by my sis-in-law (bro’s wife) and I was able to dine in a filet mignon steak for the first time in some years. The table also had some decorations and my bro and I received chocolate truffle boxes as their way of saying Happy Birthday.
But because we got caught in the moment, we forgot to take photos. Eep!
But you know, in regards to birthdays and ages, I decided to stop counting. Five more years and I will reach the big 5-0… and that’s kind of scary. I have to do whatever I can to keep on living and living my life to the fullest. I still have so many goals that I need to reach before my time comes, and rather than thinking of that time, that I’ll continue on living the present with all my favorite loved ones.
I don’t have much to write about right now. After all, the diary art is more important than the blog entry itself.
Till next time!