Well, it’s been almost nearly half a month since the end of small web September and preemptively my kneejerk reaction to the whole “site owner is in favor of midjourney and thinks everyone else is losing their marbles” thing pretty much killed all motivation for putting up fics onto neocities. Doesn’t really matter since most AI scrapers can get whatever they want from wherever unless I put up a txt blocker but at this rate I’ve basically given up. My artwork’s going straight into the slop machine, the apathy is kicking in.I’ll post fics to here and ao3 at my own pace and leisure, I suppose. Last project I’ll really use neocities for unless I come up with something new is making a bunch of web shrines. My erratic emotional writing pace of “waiting for lightning to strike” absolutely blows and maybe I should consider more short term but I already said that on my writing log page on neocities (which I need to reupload here too now) that I’m not really sure what my motivation is anymore. I think it’s more on the lines of “I need to have these ideas somewhere or I’ll blow up” but like… that makes me an ideas and prompter person more than a writer, right? I think I’m getting impostor syndrome because my hobby and my work life are always connected because I’m an English major. I’ll be reuploading any fic ideas I had from neocities that didn’t make it onto here onto here in between making shrines.
I’m so tired of ML stuff. It’s a real mood killer for me IRL and offline.
I’m so tired of ML stuff. It’s a real mood killer for me IRL and offline.