Me Reading Qin Zheng's Speech During The Coronation

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep

They’re scared because they know that the public is with Luigi.

They’re violating his rights because they need to maintain capitalism.

Keep talking about Luigi.

Is it so much to ask that I just be allowed to lay around reading horror novels, playing indie horror games, and drinking coffee all day, then lay around all night watching horror movies and paranormal inestigation shows, and maybe write some horror short stories on the weekend which I then post to reddit as if they're first-hand accounts of spooky stuff that may or may not have actually happened to me?

I don't think I'm being unreasonable here.

I'm with OP. And also, romantic art/photography is some of my favorite. Gimme a reason to find art and joy in my day-to-day, please!

I know this is going to make me sound pretensions but I have to get it off my chest. I feel an unimaginable rage when someone posts a photo and is like "this picture looks like a renaissance painting lol" when the photo clearly has the lighting, colors and composition of a baroque or romantic painting. There are differences in these styles and those differences are important and labeling every "classical" looking painting as renaissance is annoying and upsetting to me. And anytime I come across one of those posts I have to put down my phone and go take a walk because they make me so mad

Daily fucking reminder that Luigi Mangione is innocent, completely and fully. He has been convicted of no crime. He has had no fair trial. He is a SUSPECT. Luigi Mangione is entirely innocent and everyone needs to stop parroting this insidious propaganda that he “committed” the crime he is only SUSPECTED of. He is not a murderer. He is not a criminal. He is an innocent man.

[cannot find the photo credits; if anyone knows the artist(s), please help me credit them. I am so sorry]

I'm heading out to the backyard to prep my garden beds for the spring. Gotta get them prepped before the frost hits so that by the time the last frost date hits, they'll be ripe for transplanting my starts.

I think there's something to be said about working with your hands, when able, and being outside whenever you're able, as well.

I have fibromyalgia, so I can't always get outside when I want to, but I'm fortunate enough to be able to when I'm having low-pain days (like today).

This is probably asking a lot, especially because it comes out of nowhere, but I figure if this story is gonna get even an ounce of traction, it'll be on timblr.

I'm a disabled, fat, queer, neurodivergent author who writes about disabled, fat, queer, neurodivergent characters and topics.

My current project, Passing for Fine, is about an agender ex-athlete named Jessie who develops fibromyalgia after a traumatic accident. They end up gaining weight, being totally abandoned by their teammates and people they thought of as friends, and moves to a new city to live with their overbearing, perfectionist mom.

While in this new city, Jessie meets a cadre of new friends who all, in one way or another, fall between the cracks, or don't fit the mold you'd expect.

Ryan is an ex-felon turned baker (literally looks like he could kill you but is actually a cinnamon roll) who struggles with the way he's percieved due to his plethora of tattoos (some of whoch are pretty scary). Ash is a wheelchair-bound transman who works at a gym and is the only one of the group who owns their own vehicle. Alexis is a Black woman who helps manage the local community garden and co-op but struggles to feel welcomed in Black spaces due to her lighter skin tone. Eddie is a non-binary phlebotomist who struggles to be taken seriously as a non-binary person due to xir masculine appearance.

Ultimately, it's supposed to be a rom-com, but the story also deals with Jessie's depression, internalized ableism, and self-doubt (all of which they work to overcome/adjust to/live with throughout the story) while they are also helping to save Ryan's café from gentrification and over reaching landlords.

I'm currently in the process of my second draft, but was thinking if enough people seemed interested by this initial post, that I'd start posting chapters here, too.

The cover was made by Carmilla from carmillacreates.com

Story concept I've been toying around with:

Maladaptive daydreamer is actually a dimension hopper or something, but the two realities keep blending together in weird ways, and then there is some kind of plot, too.

Totally not inspired by personal experience.

I am a product of the 1990s and as such I grew up on a steady diet of mecha anime and weird sci-fi/fantasy stuff.

One of my favorite—and I mean FAVORITE—things is what I have always referred to as "bulky 90s future tech."

It's all the super big, chunky, clunky, takes up all the space it can tech that mecha anime and 90s sci-fi depicted as being available in the distant future.

The tech from Cowboy Bebop and Akira are really good examples.

AND APPEARENTLY Y'ALL ARE CALLING CASSETTE FUTURISM OR SOMETHING?! LIKE, WHOMST THE FUCK WAS GONNA TELL ME I WAS NOT THE ONLY ONE OVER HERE DROOLING OVER BULKY 90S FUTURE TECH?! THE GREEDY, GREEDY BARBARIANS KEEPING THIS FOR YOURSELVES!