Ru1977
The Irishman
Heh... I kinda wish. I tried to get it on my employee badge at work but no dice damnit.
I love this, and I can relate. My 12 year old son and I both have Autism Spectrum Disorder- I'm always his go-to when he's feeling certain ways and has trouble expressing his feelings to my wife. One time after one of these little tete-a-tetes, he just looked at me sweetly and said "I'm glad I have you in my life - you understand me". My heart melted and I told him I feel the exact same way about him, and I wasn't just reciprocating. I never knew how much I was missing in life by not having someone that "got me".He told me, "I know you wouldn't like me to use your actual face," and ironically... I felt so seen by him.
As a neurodivergent fella myself, who's really only come around to accepting said neurodivergence in the last couple years (and still, admittedly, struggling with it at times), you really can't put a price on having that comfort person who just "gets" you. I have a few in my life, who I feel I can really be myself around, flaws and all, and not feel annoying when I just talk about my nerdy interests incessantly, and I wouldn't trade them for the world. I'm glad you and your son have each other! It sounds so silly and "of course not", but thank you for not trying to change yourself or him just to meet society's stupid standards. Feels like that should always be the case, but it hasn't always been that way.I love this, and I can relate. My 12 year old son and I both have Autism Spectrum Disorder- I'm always his go-to when he's feeling certain ways and has trouble expressing his feelings to my wife. One time after one of these little tete-a-tetes, he just looked at me sweetly and said "I'm glad I have you in my life - you understand me". My heart melted and I told him I feel the exact same way about him, and I wasn't just reciprocating. I never knew how much I was missing in life by not having someone that "got me".
Very much had this same dynamic with both my son and wife, and me and my parents- was super close to my mom til the day she passed, but my dad, not so much.I won't say he's closer to me than my wife, but we have a lot more shorthand with each other, and I think there are certain things he has an easier time discussing with me. Which is wonderful because I can still talk to my mom about anything, and do, but I've never been able to talk to my dad about much.
Thank you for saying this. I'm 50 and wish I knew what ASD was a LOT sooner so I could have made sense of my feelings and the way I process things. In retrospect, everything makes so much sense. Being this old, I am also still hesitant to talk openly about it because it's still hard to wrap my head around how embracing so many people are of folks like us. I'm so thankful that has changed since I was younger.I'm glad you and your son have each other! It sounds so silly and "of course not", but thank you for not trying to change yourself or him just to meet society's stupid standards
Kudos to you, my friend! Been really trying to get back into writing my novel of late to try and get it published, but one thing or another keeps popping up and distracting me. I did finish a play recently, which had been eating away at me, and entered it into a few local contests, but that damn novel is my white whale. I think I have a notes app document with all my thoughts and things I want to add that's longer than the actual thing.I reckon this qualifies for this thread - I took a year off from "keep writing these books, they make money" projects to write a deeply personal, angry, hopeful, punch up at the bastards if you can fantasy noir novel that might be a little too on the nose for the shit the world is going through right now, and I got to the final act this week. Decided I wasn't going to do anything for myself until I got it over the finish line and I just typed FIN and slapped a date on it.
There is no stranger sense of accomplishment than getting a story out of your skull and onto the page.
At this point getting anything creative done is a miracle given that the world is on fire. I've known how it ends since I started it but had to get there, and once I saw the finish line I just swore I wouldn't do anything other than write in my free time til I got to the end. Wrote almost 20k words this week but it took the whole rest of the year to write the rest. (This was a project specifically to pitch to a new publisher so it was stressing me oouuuuut to get it finished.)Kudos to you, my friend! Been really trying to get back into writing my novel of late to try and get it published, but one thing or another keeps popping up and distracting me. I did finish a play recently, which had been eating away at me, and entered it into a few local contests, but that damn novel is my white whale. I think I have a notes app document with all my thoughts and things I want to add that's longer than the actual thing.![]()
I tend to be a very precise plotter so by the end it's like a construction project, making sure I didn't leave out any bolts or screws. I get a sense of euphoria when I finish because I know it's ready for a cleanup vs. a heavy rewrite. I do have a sequel to a previous series I'm late on delivering because I needed to get this one done (in writing and writing only, i tend to be a uni-tasker, one project at a time) but that thing is already half-drafted so I'll get back to that next while I'm pitching this one. In a few days. When I no longer feel like I got run over by a bus.I tend to sink into a little depression every time I finish a first draft, even though I know there's more work to do on it and I still have several ideas or a couple sequels already plotted out to jump on next.
That is exactly how I am. Like Josh, I have a massive document of notes for my series, then other documents of notes for the other novels I'm planning, but I get the notes in rigid order, and a lot of times the notes include full conversations ready to go, so when I actually write, I'm just cruising through those notes with fine tuning and sometimes fabricating a scene i hadn't conceived that is needed. But some of these ideas I've been plotting for literally years, especially my main series since I review the notes for the later ones every time I finish one.I tend to be a very precise plotter so by the end it's like a construction project, making sure I didn't leave out any bolts or screws.
Yeah, same. Definitely relief and part of me wants to take a break from writing for a week or something but usually ends up being just a day or two because I miss it so badly. But the depression comes from really enjoying the process, I think the second half of every book I fall more and more in love with the story and characters and actually have to force myself to not draw out the endings heh.I get a sense of euphoria when I finish because I know it's ready for a cleanup vs. a heavy rewrite.
That is awesome. When I am actually in the chair, I am usually that way but sometimes I'll write something that triggers an idea for something else and I'll have to add that to the notes for it. But yeah, I think I've stopped partway through on three projects because of struggles, but I've reworked aspects of all three and plan to get to the first of those once I'm done with what I'm doing now, and I just hit my halfway mark (which kinda sucks because it means the book will be 120,000 words and I really try to keep under 100,000. I know it doesn't really matter in some ways but I feel in my case it's a discipline issue rather than letting myself get too self indulgent).I do have a sequel to a previous series I'm late on delivering because I needed to get this one done (in writing and writing only, i tend to be a uni-tasker, one project at a time)
Fuck yeah. It's really satisfying to have a system that works for you.but that thing is already half-drafted so I'll get back to that next while I'm pitching this one. In a few days. When I no longer feel like I got run over by a bus.