Yeah. So yesterday, I was contemplating getting over “Man of Steel” and its crimes against certain territories of the geekdom. I thought what I needed was a bit of distraction.
What I got instead was a bit of perspective, thanks to the universe. And my boyfriend.
First: Real life problems that I should focus on instead
Yesterday, some…issues were brought to my attention. They’re not big problems as such, but handling them is important enough to snap me out of my nerd rage. My god. I spent energy being angry about the failed Superman narrative when somewhere out there was the potential of cats starving on me. Because EVERYTHING suddenly became more expensive. I’ll spare you the details, but I want you to know that this basically forces me to refocus and adjust certain aspects of my life. Especially the financial aspects. Also, the discipline aspects. I need a shitload of discipline to pull this off, which means less complaining about everyone else’s failings as storytellers and working on my own skills so that I can earn passive income with books someday.
Second: There are worse interpretations of things I like out there
In an attempt to keep MoS off my mind (or maybe he just wants to torment me), Jie started generating examples of REALLY bad treatments for a possible Sandman movie. Here’s a quote…
And Delirium used to be a human girl with autism who died and was made an Endless because Dream took pity on her.
I just…I can’t EVEN.
Jie, if you’re reading this I want you to know that you’re warped and that I love you. I really do. Thank you for reminding me that there are worse things than badly-structured narrative and that it’s no use being butthurt over something that COULD have been good but wasn’t.
Perspective. Don’t you just love it?
