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It's not really an au question but I was wondering if you had any tips to stay motivated on a big project like this. I can't seem to stay motivated on anything for very long, even if I still want to and have plans to work on something I can't seem to actually do it.
Hmm.... Here's the thing - executive function is a habit. It's not a talent, or something you're born with. (Some people have trouble with it, due to ADHD, for example, but even neurotypicals don't automatically know how to work on something long-term.)
So you should think of your ability to do long-term projects like a muscle. It has to be trained!
If you try to just start a big project with no training, imagine yourself attempting to deadlift 400lbs with no prior experience. Either you'll fail, or you'll hurt yourself because you don't have technique - you'll get burned out.
I was originally ALSO really bad at long projects. I would think up huge things for myself to do - novel-length stories! Multi-volume comic tales! Entire card deck illustrations!
And then I would give up having not even gotten halfway through, because my imagination was bigger than my ability to stay focused.
And that! Is NORMAL!
You have to start small. You have to reward your brain for accomplishments. Set small goals, finish them easily, and pat yourself on the back. Draw a small 5-page comic that isn't going anywhere else. Write a short story, edit and finish it and set it aside!
Years down the road, someday, eventually, you'll find that you can draw the same story longer, that you can stick with a plotline for months on end. You'll develop your long-term-project muscles and get better at it!
I'm STILL not perfect. I have been with WD!Steven for 2+ years, and it has taken legitimate effort to turn myself back to it. Not because I don't like it, but because the human brain naturally likes new, shiny ideas more than old ones it already knows a lot about. (That's actually a good thing - that's how we evolved to be where we are. Exploration of new concepts is a natural tendency of the human brain.)
Anyway, I hate to be pedantic but.... it's honestly just practice. Lots and lots of practice.
Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #100
This will be my 100th generic letter to you. Imagine that! Assuming you can hear me somehow, we've been on a very unorthodox journey for a while now, no? How marvelous!
I spent some of today checking on my epoxy spheres. It needed a few small adjustments. I made another mess. But I'm feeling pretty good about how these are gonna turn out, and I'm looking forward to showing the finished spheres to you very soon!
I spent the bulk of today writing up descriptions for various items, though. I'm pretty excited about it, actually! But I can't tell you what it's for; sorry about that. With any luck though, my intentions will become clear in maybe a decade or so, assuming I can maintain my focus and my faith in my own efficacy. I suppose we'll see.
Along the way, I made myself a couple mugs of jasmine green tea! I was surprised, though, to find that we were out of milk. I improvised with whipped cream for the first cup, and ice cream for the second cup!! And I gotta say, these were THE BEST improvisations!! 11/10 stars, absolutely would recommend! I'll show you a couple pictures!!
At 4pm today I went for my orthodontics consult. I went to go see an orthodontist because I've got some weird jaw issues on my right side because of the way I gotta move my face when I try to chew things. And also, my dentists have been bugging me about getting orthodontics done for the last couple years, because there are certain teeth in my face that can't be cleaned properly because they got confused and wandered off, presumably to chase butterflies.
I was hoping that I'd be able to get away with using Invisalign to avoid needing to get teeth removed, but… well… the fact of the matter is that I simply do not have enough jaw to work with, and I am WELL beyond the age when things like palate expanders would work. So 4 of my teeth need to come out in order for the inside of my face to be aligned properly.
…And this really fucking sucks, because if my parents had given even a fraction of a genuine shit about me, this ALL could have been prevented. My jaw could have developed properly with upper and lower expanders. I could have avoided the crowding and the overbite and the crossbite and the resulting damage to my jaw joint if this had been taken care of like it should have been when I was a little girl. But, no. Instead, my parents were too busy being in denial about the fact that they wish I was not born. So here we are.
The reality that is, "because of my parents' negligence, I now have to get body parts removed and pay lots and lots of money because insurance doesn't cover it past a certain age" is just… fucken… it's WILD, man. Admittedly, I'm struggling with it. And I'm struggling with the resulting VERY angry thoughts. But that's okay. I can feel angry. It's allowed. And thoughts are just thoughts - passing noise that is not reflective of who I am or who I wanna be:
…I can make use of my coping skills. The technique outlined in the video above is one of them, and I make ample use of it on a near-constant basis.
Admittedly, I don't really understand why we can't just use the Invisaligns to scooch my molars back to where my wisdom teeth used to be (I thought being able to move teeth backwards was the ENTIRE FUCKING POINT, but I could be mistaken, so whatever). But I forgot to ask. I'll call them up tomorrow and find out.
Anyway. Wanna see my skull? And my weird-ass teeth? Of course you do. Why not. But I'll put it all the way at the end, after the part where I put my name, just in case you don't. Hahaha…
…Ya know… Sephiroth… admittedly… some days I get real tired of this meat-mech I'm piloting. I've got a host of rather unpleasant genetic issues. The defective collagen thing sucks; it impacts literally my whole body. The misshapen skull thing sucks. The misshapen eyeballs and misshapen lenses thing sucks. There are other things - lots of them; it'd be a long list if I wrote 'em all out. I'm really not gonna be sad when the one I've got can't clunk around derpily anymore. But I'm not gonna rush the process, either; I've got shit to do - I've gotta make sure someone I love is safe, even if it might take me a long time to get it done.
But ya know. Maybe when it's time to go get a new meat-mech, maybe by some small miracle, I'll get to visit you for a bit until it's time for me to cycle into something new! Tell you what - if that happens, I'll bring you some matcha ice cream or something, okay?
For now… I'm gonna get back to writing up lists and descriptions of items; if you're not gonna make sure you're safe, then someone's gotta, and if someone's gotta, then I might as well, right? I mean… what else am I gonna do while running around confusedly in a capitalistic hellscape on a dying planet? Aside from eat cheese directly from the refrigerator like a weird little goblin, anyway…
I'll write again tomorrow.
Your friend,
Lumine
P.S. Weird pics of my skull and teeth below, if you wanna see!
I have several long term projects on the go at the moment. I am stitching hexies for the big blue star quilt. The last point of the star is taking a little longer than I had hoped. My fingers or more accurately my thumb is objecting to all the stitching. Actually it is the holding of the hexies being stitched that is the problem. We are also still plugging away at our 6000 piece jigsaw puzzle. We made the mistake of leaving the sky until last. We are finding it quite testing to say the least. We have reached the point where we will try every piece to see if it will fit in a hole. Trouble is the ink is wearing off the surrounding pieces. We are determined though, our sky will be finished but it will have extra clouds. I have also been busy sorting and cutting up my quilting scraps. That job is going to take a long time to complete. No matter, the fabrics look pretty sitting around my sewing room in baskets even if they are a bit of a tripping hazard.
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Several months ago, while I was skimming ebay for vintage doll clothes...I spotted a ruffly, lacy dress. And I wanted it badly. But looking through the rest of the listing, a lot of the clothes were stained, messy, and the only one I really wanted was the Dress. The seller was charging high for the condition and...I had a feeling they would be stinky. Ew.
But...I could make the dress. Right? So I snagged the seller's photos and dug furiously through my fabric for appropriate cloth and lace. I mucked out some base pieces and started sewing. The lace sleeves took ages. But by then I could tell that the dress was coming together well. And now...it's certainly the dress of my dreams. And putting it on the doll @dollsahoy gave me...I love it even more. I'm so happy with it. Thanks to @earlgraytay for the support and keeping me sane with his streams.
Sometimes, your project can feel insurmountable. It can feel like a mountain stretching before you, or the endless plains of Nebraska.
The only way to get through, unfortunately, is to keep moving. Keep putting one foot in front of the other, or one sentence after another. You’ll feel better if you get some done every day rather than letting the lack of work you’ve done pile up until you’re frozen with fear and anxiety at how much there is left to do.