I wanted to start this post by referencing this quote about when the world is shitty, you should make art, but I can't remember the whole quote or who said it, so I guess whoever is reading this is stuck with just me.
Honestly, not being able to find or think of this full quote is pretty much a good example of where my brain power is right now.
I am so scared and sad and angry that I don't know what to do and can't form coherent thoughts. I feel helpless and all I want to do is make all the bad things STOP.
But I can't do that.
Not realistically. Not by myself.
I'm disabled, and a parent, and I run the tiniest non-profit known to man, so I have neither time nor money to dedicate to protests and riots like I wish I could.
I feel guilty. I feel like a coward.
But I also want to help make people feel safe, and I don't know how.
So...I dunno. I'm making art. It's the only thing I can do—the only thing I know how to do.
I don't know what to call it yet, but there's a story brewing inside me, a throat-tearing scream of a book about the need for community and gentleness. And books and plants.
Idk if it'll go anywhere, but I'll try to share it here.
I just know I NEED to do SOMETHING, even if this is all I CAN do.
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I'm a non-binary author, and one of the stories I'm working on has a werewolf as one of the two main characters. Inspired by a remark one of my trans friends made, I initially began writing this character as a transwoman (the idea being that they understand the need to rip off your flesh). However, while discussing my story with one of my non-binary friends, they remarked that the idea of a trans werewolf gave them the ick because it felt a little like saying that trans people are animals or not human, which is NOT what I want to covey whatsoever. Still another trans friend said they liked the idea because when they were first transitioning they only came out of the closet at night, and the idea of being a little bit feral resonated with them (trans rights or I bites).
I had initially planned to have my transfemme bestie and her polycule help me alpha read for this story so I could ensure the character was authentic, and they all really liked the idea, but now I'm stuck.
I do NOT want to accidentally send a bad message or image that I think trans people are less than. This character being a werewolf is integral to the story, so now I have to decide if I want to go through with making them trans or not.
I would really love if some trans and non-binary folks could give me their opinions on trans werewolf characters. I am genuinely looking for constructive criticism.
I work in outdoor education, and you would not believe how often I get to do stuff like this (I love it). But imagine you also have 8-16 very excited elementary schoolers who all also want to hold the slug, or snail, or worm, or [insert bug here], and you have to protect the little friend from a horde of screaming, overly curious children. It's actually kind of the best.
This is actually my coworker's hands, but they are showing off a little spider they found to one of our students.
i like working at plant store. sometimes you ring up someone and there's a slug on their plant and so you're like "Oh haha you've got a friend there let me get that for you" and you put the slug on your hand for safekeeping but then its really busy and you dont have time to take the slug outside before the next customer in line so you just have a slug chilling on your hand for 15 minutes. really makes you feel at peace with nature. also it means sometimes i get to say my favorite line which is "would you like this free slug with your purchase"
A few days ago, I was prepping garden starts in my dining room when I saw something strange in the sliding glass door to the backyard. Shadow after shadow after shadow fell across the glass as something—or, rather, a lot of somethings—was decending on my front lawn.
I turned and went to the front window to see SO MANY STARLINGS (and one scrub jay) pecking at the grass.
They were there for roughly twelve seconds, and then as quickly as they had come, they were gone.
It was the first time I had seen that in my home (rather than a park or woods), so I'm glad I managed to get pictures!
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!
No matter how much you dislike your own writing, I promise you it’s better than AI
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.
Idk if it's like this for other queer millennials who weren't able to come out until they were in their 30s, but I constantly feel like the way I express my queerness has to get some kind of approval from a nebulous cosmic judge.
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