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danicabelle.bsky.social
Writer of LGBT+ fantasy | professional pansexual | amateur cosplayer | weirdo (with and without beanie) she/her pronouns 🌈🌈 Currently editing phase.
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Lookup CostcoNext also. Just a tip.

Faxzero.com let's you send 5 free faxes a day and has easy clicks to fax Congress members. Just if you want a petty protest.

I'm not saying that the flu shot gave me my period but I'm also not NOT saying it. Just my luck right?

In case you are curious on how billionaires become billionaires on this our boycott day 1

I am officially an adult. I spent yesterday budgeting and actually enjoyed it

Question to people who are smarter than I. If I need to travel overseas and back to the US is it safer to fly out to Canada and then go from there or am I just seeing silliness in my algorithm?

Can't tell if the pain I've been having around my ribs and torso is stress and anxiety or a muscle strain. So much fun.

Soundtrack for our distopian lives. youtu.be/PuWVgVkMiHE?...

More info on other small actions.

Prepare now. It's something small but small things can send a message.

Get you a partner who is willing to be the first in everything. For the first time in all my years I had someone want to celebrate Valentine's Day with me properly. Had already ordered a gift for delivery and everything. I feel spoiled.

I have decided today is the day that we shall all do one thing to mentally reset. It's beginning to feel like we are all wading through molasses. I will be doing silly sporcle quizzes for 10 minutes.

Sometimes it's a pizza roll in bed kind of night.

Today is a good day for me personally, even if societally everything is complete trash. I think that while we are all trying to organize and cope and whatnot you take a minute to recognize the little positive things that happen in your life.

Googling where to find beta readers for sapphic fantasy, so that's fun. How is everyone else's Monday going?

Giving myself grace to not always be grinding to write. Enjoying the evening with friends and people I love and I already feel recharged and inspired for tomorrow.

I'm at that point in editing brain where I think everything I am writing and doing is boring. I have magic and romance and fantasy and combat, still you'd think I'm writing a technical manual on watching paint dry. Sabotaging brain is evil. Good luck y'all

Taking a break before editing is great, but now I'm paranoid that each new chapter I read will be utter crap and I will laugh and make fun of myself for how bad it is. The joys of writing.

I think one of the things that doesn't get spoken about enough, is how chronic pain makes you feel crazy. You get told from a young age pain is temporary and having chronic pain tries to disprove that which winds up with you trying to talk yourself into gaslighting what you're actually feeling.

Raise your hand if your mother trying to pressure you into having kids by saying that your cramps get better afterward?

Long distance relationships can be so amazing and rewarding when they work. But there's also this element of chronic heartbreak that can be so consuming you find yourself drowning. Relish in both of these states because they are telling you a lot about your relationship.

How do you make a place feel like home? Genuine question.

Anyone with advice on online universities please message me! Looking to learn this year.

When your older relatives are being pains, just remember there's a chance their older relatives did it to them. Have a fun writing prompt of all the nagging and insults your parents had to suffer at the hands of their parents etc. Always keep writing!

Advice of the day: when you're at your limit and feeling overwhelmed a stress induced dance party helps.

Starting the new year with a deliberate effort to be positive. It's not a resolution per say just an effort to shift my outlook. So far it's resulted in a lot of progress. Highly recommend.

New year new anxiety.

I have finally found the ultimate way to control the book publishing process. I'm starting a new bookbinding hobby today!

When you're lactose intolerant but the cheese calls to you.

On one hand this week between Christmas and new years no man's land is stretching on forever. On the other hand I don't want it to end and go back to proper adulting.

I think there should be a business where you rent a car just to drive for a bit and have a jam session/sing along. Car music hits different. Should I go on shark tank?.

There is something so amazing about seeing your partner be creative. I love at home arts and crafts days.

Of COURSE I forgot a present that I had planned and find myself in a mad dash painting things on Christmas eve. Why wouldn't I?

Christmas eve roast dinner slowly cooking away. Happy holidays!

One of the joys of having mixed hair is that you can't walk in to a walk in salon. Four attempts later and I finally found someone comfortable enough to deal with my "complex" hair needs.

It's the most mingraine-y time of the year.

When you finish Christmas shopping and now you're just bouncing up and down in anticipation waiting for your people to open their gifts.

When you're touched starved and craving contact so much you just want to roll on top of another person until you merge into one.

Babe wake up, the new migraines have dropped

Time for the end of the year scramble to get your life in order like a proper adult and not a chaos gremlin for the past 11 months.

When you walk so long that your steps tracker is concerned for your well being.

I've kind of just been sending out one message a day into the universe here. I'm enjoying it but it's giving me major xanga vibes.

We have approached the part of the holiday season where it is time to redye your hair and obnoxious color to successfully achieve peak elderly relative annoyance.

Haven't written about writing in a bit. I'm currently letting my magic school manuscript rest and am going back into editing my lady robin hood series. It's fun to read after months of being away from them and go "they did what now?" Send me editing thoughts and prayers please.

I feel like I should get compensation for being personally victimized by Spotify wrapped. They started tracking my music in July of this year, like I'm not an emo theater kid who blasts musics and belts ballads instead of actually feeling things?

Why are the dreams you have on your period always the weirdest ones? Like am I not going through enough already?

Look I'm not saying that I think this last grand prix is going to be messy, all I'm saying is that it's my boy KMag's last race and he doesn't care about super license points.....