Cornfields
May. 19th, 2025 10:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I finished Cornfields today, and it came in at 37 pages and 17,757 words, which is reasonable unlike some other fics I'm written recently. :| I still need to edit it, but I'll do that tomorrow and still be in plenty of time for posting it on Thursday.
I am reeeeeeeally failing at dropping my Every Thursday Update Schedule, here, like no joke. I said I was dropping it and then posted a new fic the next freaking Thursday, and then the NEXT, and I have one to post this Thursday now, too, and I'll have one to post next Thursday as well. I mean. Come on, Sena, what are you doing, here? Clearly still obsessing over Horror High et al, obviously. *FACEPALM*
In related news, I'm about halfway through writing Breathe (NEXT week's Thursday fic), I'm at 19 pages and 9,831 words so far, and the goal is around 17-18,000 words so. I can probably get that banged out over the next couple days, around editing Cornfields. Then I think the next in line is Absolute Devotion, then Hunter's Funeral, then Nightlight and finally Put Your Hands On Me. I'm trying to get all the post-HH one-shots finished up before I go back to the FREAKING post-SS SAGA that I've got going on. >>;;
I have like four post-SS fics written that still need to be edited, too, speaking of...
Anyway. Writing aside.
The $200 bump to all disability payments across Canada has been scrapped, which fucking BLOWS because I was really hanging my hat on that additional $200/month. But we had the election and ended up with a new government and I guess they decided FUCK THE DISABLED. Instead they introduced a new income supplement for people on disability that you have to apply for separately through the CPP, and assuming you qualify the amount you get (UP TO $200/month, probably less) is calculated based on how much you paid into CPP through your fucking WORK over the last however long. Except I've been on disability for TWENTY YEARS, so I obviously haven't been paying into CPP, so basically I'm BONED. Like this entire new income supplement situation makes no sense, they're like "apply if you're on disability, oh, wait, you're on DISABILITY? No money for you, then." It's fucked. But I'm applying anyway because I'm fucking desperate and don't know what else to do.
In regards to Dad and Lois and getting a shed put up on Lois' property to store my belongings because my FUCKING Aunt and Uncle are SCREWING ME OVER, it looks like that's going to fall through, too, because Dad is already telling me to look into storage units, which I've TOLD HIM I CANNOT AFFORD. The cheapest one I can find that's the size I need is like $264/month +tax, so $300/month, and WHERE AM I GOING TO COME UP WITH THIS MONEY? I MIGHT have managed it if that $200/month ODSP bump had come through, but now? No Goddamn way. I don't understand why people don't GET THIS. I HAVE NO MONEY. I CANNOT AFFORD THESE THINGS. But no matter how many times I say it, everyone seems to gloss over the fact that I live WAY below the POVERTY LINE. WHY THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I'M STILL LIVING WITH MOM AND LEE??
Literally even DR K keeps trying to push herbal remedies and stuff on me, and I'm like I CAN'T AFFORD THEM, they are all over-the-counter and obviously NOT covered by ODSP, and they are expensive! Dr K, YOU KNOW MY SITUATION, YOU FILLED OUT THE ORIGINAL ODSP APPLICATION FORMS FOR ME, WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS??
Right, so, basically I'm screwed and have no idea what I'm going to do. The end.
I am reeeeeeeally failing at dropping my Every Thursday Update Schedule, here, like no joke. I said I was dropping it and then posted a new fic the next freaking Thursday, and then the NEXT, and I have one to post this Thursday now, too, and I'll have one to post next Thursday as well. I mean. Come on, Sena, what are you doing, here? Clearly still obsessing over Horror High et al, obviously. *FACEPALM*
In related news, I'm about halfway through writing Breathe (NEXT week's Thursday fic), I'm at 19 pages and 9,831 words so far, and the goal is around 17-18,000 words so. I can probably get that banged out over the next couple days, around editing Cornfields. Then I think the next in line is Absolute Devotion, then Hunter's Funeral, then Nightlight and finally Put Your Hands On Me. I'm trying to get all the post-HH one-shots finished up before I go back to the FREAKING post-SS SAGA that I've got going on. >>;;
I have like four post-SS fics written that still need to be edited, too, speaking of...
Anyway. Writing aside.
The $200 bump to all disability payments across Canada has been scrapped, which fucking BLOWS because I was really hanging my hat on that additional $200/month. But we had the election and ended up with a new government and I guess they decided FUCK THE DISABLED. Instead they introduced a new income supplement for people on disability that you have to apply for separately through the CPP, and assuming you qualify the amount you get (UP TO $200/month, probably less) is calculated based on how much you paid into CPP through your fucking WORK over the last however long. Except I've been on disability for TWENTY YEARS, so I obviously haven't been paying into CPP, so basically I'm BONED. Like this entire new income supplement situation makes no sense, they're like "apply if you're on disability, oh, wait, you're on DISABILITY? No money for you, then." It's fucked. But I'm applying anyway because I'm fucking desperate and don't know what else to do.
In regards to Dad and Lois and getting a shed put up on Lois' property to store my belongings because my FUCKING Aunt and Uncle are SCREWING ME OVER, it looks like that's going to fall through, too, because Dad is already telling me to look into storage units, which I've TOLD HIM I CANNOT AFFORD. The cheapest one I can find that's the size I need is like $264/month +tax, so $300/month, and WHERE AM I GOING TO COME UP WITH THIS MONEY? I MIGHT have managed it if that $200/month ODSP bump had come through, but now? No Goddamn way. I don't understand why people don't GET THIS. I HAVE NO MONEY. I CANNOT AFFORD THESE THINGS. But no matter how many times I say it, everyone seems to gloss over the fact that I live WAY below the POVERTY LINE. WHY THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I'M STILL LIVING WITH MOM AND LEE??
Literally even DR K keeps trying to push herbal remedies and stuff on me, and I'm like I CAN'T AFFORD THEM, they are all over-the-counter and obviously NOT covered by ODSP, and they are expensive! Dr K, YOU KNOW MY SITUATION, YOU FILLED OUT THE ORIGINAL ODSP APPLICATION FORMS FOR ME, WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS??
Right, so, basically I'm screwed and have no idea what I'm going to do. The end.