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So. Um. Huh.


This is not an entry I particularly wanted to write, but since it'd be weird if I didn't--I record so many details of my life, and it'd be pretty obvious eventually if I was leaving it out--it looks like James and I are splitting.

Yeah, kinda sucks.

We're doing a trial seperation first. It's all very amicable and almost desperately congenial, nobody's really at fault, but, well....we had a bunch of good years, we got each other's careers started, and I've got no regrets. Still, we're both obsessive workaholics, and after awhile we just grew apart. We're great partners on the practical stuff, but eventually that's not gonna keep stuff going. So we'll take a few months, get the finances worked out, and I'll find a place of my own and...guess we'll see where life takes us after that. I'm not sure if I can make a living on my own on art and writing, but I'll give it a damn good try, and more than that, one cannot expect from life.

I'm alternating between calm and wrecked, as one might expect. Still, I'm taking it pretty well. The nice thing about the axe falling is that you're not worrying about whether the axe is going to fall.

So...well, there we are.

Funny the way life goes, sometimes. But as Grandma used to say--"This, too, shall pass."

I very sorry to hear this, it's never easy when something ends.

It's a hard hard thing to happen, but your grandmother is quite correct. This too shall pass.

Like everyone else has said before me, I'm really sorry to hear this. Wishing you both the best. *hugs*

Sometimes being away from eachother makes your bond stronger somehow. Good luck.

I'm very sorry you have to go through this. Strength wished.


oh shi-!

i'm sorry if i'm late to respond, i'm only now crawling
out of my own little hole to look around lj-land.

*hugs* you are indestructable, of course.

Another name to the list of condolences. Hope things work out for you both.

There is nothing meaningful enough in my vocabulary for me to offer any words. So, instead, here is a gastropod being cute.

May the random cute snail randomly assist you, in whatever way you need assistance.

I'm sorry. I don't know why I care, since I don't actually know you – aside from lurking at the journal and in DA – but for some twisted internet reasons, I do, and I really am sorry. I hope things work out.

Life takes unexpected turns, and some of them are damn painful. I'm sorry to hear about this particular turn in your life. I've been there too...and while it's hard, life does have a way of carrying on.
Hang in there.

I am so sorry. This is...there's really nothing I can say. It's never a happy time, and it's never an easy decision, but sometimes it truly is for the best...my own parents stuck together when perhaps they shouldn't have, and it wasn't pretty.

The terrible thing is that there are so many couples who are madly in love, yet it's the practical stuff that they can just never get together and that eventually drives them apart. Of course, those usually lead to angry and heated splits, and I'm glad at least that things are on amicable terms...it does not make things good, but it keeps them from being worse.

As for the making-it-on-your-own part, that's a true challenge for any independent artist, but I think if anyone can do it, you can. You've got legions of loyal fans, you've got an agent, you've got that first book set to go, and you've already got several others in progress that we're all dying for you to finish--your career is totally just taking off (and you're incredible in the respect that you're both an excellent and prolific writer/artist--the two don't always go together!).

I'm dirt-poor myself, but maybe I can scrape together some money for those prints I've been meaning to buy...anyway, I am truly sorry again. Best of luck to you both, with whatever way things go, and whatever comes.

Just repeating what everyone else has said, but yes, I am shocked, and very sad. My best wishes for both of you. And I guess this would be the moment to say that your journal, your art, and your writing never fail to bring me real joy. I have SO much respect for you as an artist and as a person, it's just... gah! Good luck, really.

And yes, my gift-shopping list has suddenly been cluttered with prints...

You know your loyal fans will be here when you need us. Until then, many an artist has had to work among the peons to make her way, and we won't think any less of you if you've got to do it.
Good luck.

I would also like to offer sympathies. I'm not sure how much it means from a stranger and a fan from Far Far Away, but they are given nonetheless.

I don't really know what to say- and there's not a lot anyone can do about situations like these- but I do hope things work out for the best, whichever way that may be.