For my inactivity. I mean, it's nothing nw, but I feel like I should mark it here intead of fading off completely.
The thing is, I don't use deviantart. I have hit rock bottom in terms of art; I havent picked a pencil up in almost a month. Time and motivation are hand in hand in their absence, and I am very sorry for it.
If you want to talk to me, please do try tumblr. I am Drahnian. Drahnian.tumblr.com. You can contact me reliably there. Heck, if you're one of these nerds I've known forever - like, since sketchfu, I suppose - facebook me if you want. I love talking to you, and wish I had time to do so.
I don't want to lose contact with you.
So where is my time all going, you ask? Well. Obviously I have my job, which isn't exactly freeing in terms of time. I am also currently doing work experience with my dad, so free time this week is really a premium. Overall, though, I have things dto do that aren't this website. Most excessively, I have schoolwork; even though the "hardest year of [my] life" ended in May, I have piled more than enough work upon myself to sink time into. To explain this I must outline the Scottish education system a little.
In fifth and sixth year we may take five subjects, at Nat 5 or Higher level (and in sixth year, Advanced Highers are available too). These are mostly ones that we have done before, and sitting five highers is considered verydecent. Last year I sat five highers, all of which I had done at nat 5 in fourth year. They were petty safe, because of the backing knowledge of nat 5. I mean, they weren't easy courses - Gaelic, English, Maths, Chemistry and Physics, from easiest to hardest - but I knew what they were about.
In sixth year, we're not really expected to do another five highers. Sixth year is a "relaxing" year, in which people typically take three or four subjects and some pathways or empty columns. Advanced highers aren't particularly common - most people who took fve highers have taken at least one or two.
I have taken three highers, in subjects that should not be difficult but that I have absolutely no prior knowledge of. So, to catch up on these, I am sinking time into going over the nat 5 courses for these three - computing, biology and environmental science - over the course of this summer. It is robably not essential that I do this, but I think it will help a lot.
I am also taking four advanced highers.
Four, you say? You can't take four, Karen, that makes seven subjects! Yes, it does. I have taken Gaelic and Engish and am parasitically piggybacking physics and chemistry, using online notes and time at home to cover the coursewrk, understanding and unit asessments or these two. This will take a LOT of time.
So, as you can see, school is something I'm really focusing on this year. And after that it'll be uni, in which I will have even less time. How time flies, eh? When I met most of you I was in first year.
Outside of school I am mosty writing.
To my surprise as much as anyone else's, I am not writing one of the four lengthy projects which have been cluttering my head for years. Nor am I writing that homoromatic vampire short story which I mentioned before (and really do need to finish). No, instead I am writing a novel - yes, a novel - that revolves around a group of individuals of a species called leviathans, who are essentially giant fish. They live in a sub-parallel universe to our own and pop through fairly often to kill meandering demons and the like, splitting their time and selves between the simplicity of their own world - named only Home, and consisting only of water - and the complexity of ours, in which they are always racial outsiders and never really know exactly what is going on. It has been tentatively draft named This Is Not Love, and follows an aromantic trans lady, an overly romantic cishet dude and a woman called Genie, who is very much an innocent and essentially the most stable bond between them. Side cast is also rather diverse in terms of sexuality; we've got the intersex asexual with wild sex repulsion, the angry asexual without any sex repulsion, the heterosexual who can't stand his own desires, the lesbian with a husband for a QPP, the mildly transphobic gay dude and the overall fact that in Home, the only way to tell an individual's genger is to mate with them, because they are a species of androgens. Unfortnately they also exist in four distinct subspecies, and have nothing other than each other to eat.
You may say that this sounds like I'll never be able to get a decent grounding or plot behind it, but sixty eight thousand words so far says you're wrong. Sixty eigth thousand words with no sign of slowing down.
So, that's why I'm not active on here.
I think I will probaly thumb through all of your stuff every once in a while, to keep up to date and stuff, but I'm very unlikely to comment. And for that I really am sorry. My replys have been dead for a while now, and I'm sorry for that too. As always, if you do talk to me I'll try my best to respond - I might just not get round to it.
Sorry.
So, I will not be gone. Just inactive. robably indefinitely. If I do draw things, I'll post them - but that isn't looking likely any time soon.
Sorry.