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Could you please do a mermaid thats more swamp based? Maybe a gator or crawdad?
have a gator gal yes
[ID: A brown mermaid with long black hair, muscular arms, clawed dark hands, and the torso, tail, and back legs of an alligator. She wraps herself around a tree trunk in the dark swamp and has glowing yellow eyes. At the base of the tree are many alligators and glowing green muck.]
got overwhelmed by the enormity of opportunity again
Telling myself this every day so here's a meme
OFFICIAL ANNOUNCEMENTTTTTTT
my first ever chapbook, MISPLACED ORGANS & VARIOUS SAINTS, is now available for preorder!
i started working on this little book around five years ago, i cant believe its finally out. thank you to everyone who supported me & believed in me & made this possible.
special thanks to my publisher, querencia press, & to the unbelievably talented @sweatermuppet for the wonderful foreword!
unspecified writing challenge month day 21!
today's wordcount is 30,287 / 30,000!
made it! wahoo
did even more gardening today and planted some strawberries. going to set up a new flowerbed to grow some dandelions to make dandelion wine :3c
got a little bit of writing done this evening, just enough to tip me over the finish line
next up is.......! more writing.
today's excerpt is,
today's mood is a neighbour who keeps throwing their trash into my front yard and today's jam is "everything I own" by drive45
bye! I love you!
[RUINING THE LIVES OF PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT REAL] i am playing. With my touys
goodbye everyone
+ passage of beau running that i wrote on rachel's stream and then spruced up afterwards...i'm a running boy atm so this was fun esp coming up with the neighbor details. sometimes specificity like this won't come for me at all but sometimes it does and its beautiful!!!!
In the evening he runs alongside the sunset. He thought about driving out somewhere beautiful, even if it was just to run somewhere by Golden Gate Park, like a tourist, but instead settles for the neighborhood, the same loop he’s done for six months that shows him the same sights over and over — the sidewalk patch with chalk drawings of whatever the children from the house behind it are interested in, recently its butterflies and beetles; the house that used to belong to a couple who sold desserts to a local bakery until it shut down, who’d let him and his Mom pick figs and plums from their yard, and then the new owners cut down the trees. He runs past the turn where he almost crashed into a parked car during his first driving lesson, the house with the boy he sometimes sat next to on the bus who knew where to get pot and once got high and kissed in the boy’s old treehouse until their hands travelled downwards, and then he never spoke to Beau again. The sunset is quick, it swells orange until it fades into itself. He runs past the front yard with the painted rock garden for the grandmother who died when he was fifteen, just after they moved here, who they never met but still brought baked coconut bars to the open reception to be courteous, to be kind. He tries to zone out after the second loop, focus on himself and what's in front of him, the trees and streetlights and when they move past —whenever he gets tired he imagines it as film, motion passing through a reel. And then he's home, the evening dimly lit. He ran for the duration of a-ha’s Scoundrel Days album, which is only about 40 minutes but he’s tired, more than he thought; or he doesn’t think he’s really that tired but there’s a heaviness to it, all weighted and jittery. Back inside he doesn’t stretch, just stands in the cold shower for a long time.
here's what the part 1 outline looks like right now btw
Hi Alex! Do you ever get stuck on how to write a specific scene? What do you do then?
hi anon!
i absolutely do get stuck writing scenes! i’m not a linear writer (my brain rarely compels me to tell the story in order) so the first thing i do is move somewhere else in the story. sometimes that’ll jog the creature in my brain to get un-stuck for when i return to it later.
when that doesn’t work, i like to try a few different things:
i hope these ideas help!
hi I'm from your pseudo-medieval fantasy city. yeah. you forgot to put farms around us. we have very impressive walls and stuff but everyone here is starving. the hero showed up here as part of his quest and we killed and ate him
I just started Tove Ditlevsen’s Copenhagen Trilogy and how is this the very first sentence of the first chapter of the first book i’m already so deeply obsessed
my writing process is simple. think of something that would be really funny. doubt every plot decision ive ever made. repeat
‘don’t you want your favourite character to be happy???’ no? i want my favourite character to be interesting. i want me to be happy. which sometimes involves my favourite character being in exquisite agony
"is this too cliche?" who cares? bro, write what you have fun writing. stuff your manuscript full of your favourite tropes. the same themes you love. all inspired by things you grew up with. do it all. go off. load. it. up. be freeeee
