a slow day (because Benadryl)

[edenfalling]

Commenters with horrible opinions who like my stories are so much more emotionally draining than commenters with horrible opinions who HATE!!! my stories. Ugh.

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Anyway, in other news today was a slow day at work, which was not helped by me buying a BLT for lunch and consequently taking a Benadryl so I could eat it without the tomatoes making my throat swell shut. Normally I only have BLTs for dinner or on my days off, so I can go to bed shortly after the meal and succumb to the Benadryl sleep-hammer, but most restaurants on and around the Commons are currently closed or require one to order ahead, and I was neither organized nor particularly interested in eating pizza, so a BLT it was. And then I spent my afternoon trying not to fall asleep.

But I gave an apartment tour and I think the prospect will apply over the weekend, so that's good. I also did some key return processing, and got back to my old project of creating proper floor plans for various apartments.

Tonight I made steak for dinner, which is always tasty, and I think I will fall into bed soonish so as to hopefully get up at a reasonable hour tomorrow and be moderately productive.

Comments

[the_rck]

Oh, goodness! I know the whole people with awful opinions liking my fic thing. It's exhausting, and I don't want to see those comments again.

[edenfalling]

Yes! I think a lot of the exhaustion is because it's a cognitive dissonance thing -- trying to figure out what in my work resonated with a person whose thoughts are so opposed to my own, to the point where they feel comfortable sharing their terrible opinions and expect me to agree with them -- and then in my case some is also a projection of "oh no, what if they keep on commenting???" and getting preemptively drained by that thought.

[the_rck]

Mostly, I've run into this with Narnia fics when a reader assumes that I'm making theological points that support very particular flavors of Christianity.

But, a couple of times, it's been porn with people telling me that they must be terrible people because they love the smutty parts of the story. My immediate reaction is, "So you're bad for liking this. What do you think of me for writing it?"