Well. An Anon Sent Me A Warning About SongFinch. They Had Wanted To Get A Custom Song Done But, Unlike

Well. An anon sent me a warning about SongFinch. They had wanted to get a custom song done but, unlike me, read all the reviews instead of just the ones on the website.

Apparently the actual songs are nothing like the sample songs they put on artists profile pages. Apparently they have a lot of mistakes with the information you provide. Apparently they are unwilling to fix the mistakes for free—you have to pay. No refunds.

So. I may have just wasted $200.

But. I have until the end of June to come up with something else or use a different service. So, even if it turns out terrible, it’ll be a lesson learned. I won’t regret it too much.

EDIT: I got my song and I love it! It’s perfect!

I will, however, be using a different service in the future. Bring My Song To Life let’s you review the lyrics until you are satisfied, and that seems important. But as far as my experience with SongFinch, I’m happy

EDIT 2: I let my brother listen to it yesterday and he shed a tear, so I think I’m good ☺️ Mom and Dad will definitely cry too

Happy New Year from the Central Time Zone!

I’m ringing in 2023 with the first ever K-Pop song I heard: GOT7’s Stop, Stop It

I hope to bring new projects to you all in the New Year, and do a lot of healing.

Here’s to 2023!

Where do you get your inspiration for your writing? I want to get into it but I don’t know where to start

Oh boy, I’m going to be no help here 😮‍💨

Everywhere. Literally everywhere. All the time.

If you could see my prompts & ideas folder/docs you guys would balk at the absolute mess it is. It makes NO sense to anyone BUT ME.

It’s random sentences, pieces of dreams, memories, prompts, titles from books or movies I haven’t even read or watched, daydreams, one is actually from a recipe I read years ago that I don’t remember except that one line, Instagram and Tiktok filters, songs, decorations I’ve seen—literally anything can become inspiration for a project.

I guess the best place to start would be to go through writing prompts until you find one that speaks to you and sparks a storyline or scene. I’ve used prompt generators and prompt profiles (Instagram has some good ones)

Hope that…didn’t completely disappoint you?

What did you mean in your ghost post when you said “wouldn’t be the first time a dream wasn’t a dream”?

Girl you be having visions or something??

(can you do one for me because bitch, I need help 😂)

Also I am so sorry for your loss, especially with the anniversary coming up. That must have made the holidays hard the last few years 😔

I’m at peace with it today, oddly. The loss. It’s been 2 years now, and I’ve been dreading today ever since the calendar changed to December, but today came and…nothing. Peace, calmness, relaxation. It’s been much needed.

Now, on to the dreams.

I wouldn’t say I have like, visions or premonitions. Just weird things happen sometimes that correlate to waking life.

The best example I can give you is several, oddly enough, Christmases ago. I don’t remember what I dreamt before it, but I woke to a sharp pain and what sounded like a gunshot. It was just after 2am, and my heart was pounding and the sound echoed in my head. I rubbed my chest where I had the pain and was just so confused.

When we were gathered around waiting to start opening presents, I mentioned it to my parents. My dad had worked a 24hr shift and got off at 7 that morning, and he gave my mom a strange look when I mentioned the sound and pain. It turns out that at 2am in his coverage area, 2 brothers were shot. In the chests. DOA.

To say I was spooked is an understatement. My parents, especially my mom, didn’t call me crazy or anything like that, because she’s had similar experiences. For example: if someone is heavily on her mind, she reaches out to them and sure enough, they’re in a bad way, in the hospital, or have died suddenly. She also used to see a blue flash of light at the corner of her eye while on the road, and sure enough a cop would be ahead. Usually this only happened when speeding was envolved. Once, after my parents married, it was a red flash. Sure enough, a couple miles ahead a wreck had happened with an engulfed vehicle, and fire and EMS was on the scene. It doesn’t happen as often anymore, just occasionally. I think it’s sorta been passed down to me, but in a different way. I’ll get a strange feeling and ask whoever’s driving how fast they’re going. Usually they’re speeding, and I mention slowing down. Whether they heed my advice or not, a cop isn’t too far ahead. Came in handy riding with my best friend to and from school in high school; he always sped.

Anyway, that’s my family weirdness!

If someone could just get me like 30 minutes with the maknaes in a group hug I would never complain about feeling lonely again 😩😩

Well. I was informed last night by a friend that Seoulmates has been uploaded without my permission not only on AO3 (under a far less creative name), but on here as well.

If your an OG follower, you may remember that the entire reason this blog exists is because the KPop blog I posted on before was shared with someone who had been caught plagiarizing (on a separate, non-KPop blog), and I didn’t feel comfortable being associated with her anymore. For good reason, it seems, because (surprise, surprise) she’s the one who stole my work and reposted it.

She has since blocked me (saw it coming), and deleted the blog (I have lots of friends to keep you in check chica) as well as has taken Seoulmates down on AO3.

Like…honestly. How did you think that was going to go? I haven’t updated in over a year. Were you planning on picking it up and writing the rest? How were you going to explain the shift in style, tone, even fucking grammar to your followers? Did you think it wouldn’t get back to me? Really?

Do better.