I hope you have awoken from your food coma.
We are waiting for you.
Waiting with more food.
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The saddest vegetable.
Spent the weekend writing about a drowned city and a drowned god, and now going back to telling the tale of three kids fighting a infection of houses in their neighborhood.
New poem up on The Samizdat. This one's mine (which is not always the case). https://www.patreon.com/posts/song-of-victim-15406728
In that mood where I'm doing anything and everything else I can to forestall writing (because writing was already just me distracting me with me-things).
they grow up so fast
Tomorrow a new poem will be going up on The Samizdat and the money raised will be going to help Scarleteen.
If you are interested in donating to good causes and organizations and/or supporting political poetry, find all the info you need here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/this-weeks-15388355
I resisted buying Enter the Gungeon for a long time, because I thought I wouldn't like it. Too bullethelly, or no story, or something.
But I'm addicted at the moment and the game still hasn't stopped surprising me. It's got amazing depth and secrets and Easter eggs and requires skill, memory, planning.
If you needed a rec for it, there it went.
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Anyone else just get earthquake spammed?
Haresh laughed and shook his head. “Beetles don’t speak. The sound I was making was just to let it know it was safe, that there weren’t any predators around.” For a second, Haresh glared at Martha.
"When the larva is full to bursting with food and stored energy, it pupates. It creates a shell around itself and its body liquifies and reforms and we don’t really need to go into detail here because this process is even more gross than beetle egg glue and so we’ll skip this entirely."
Whoops. Looks like Whedon is also to blame.
I'm late to this party, but the reworked Amazon costumes in Justice League are awful.
I only just now saw pictures of them.
Snyder should not be allowed any more movies. (I say this having liked The Watchmen and having been entertained by Sucker Punch.)
The times when I get most excited about writing, I'm simply making stuff up. No worries about plot or character, just letting my mind wander and use whatever logic is inherent in my brain to tie everything together at the end.
“You don’t get it,” Haresh said, his expression brightening. “The floors have ears. They have ears!”
And now, we write.