Just faking it pretty well due to an ongoing combination of RL factors. And watching my notifications climb (there's 871 unread items in my feed). It's long past time to call a notification amnesty, so I'm gonna do it before it hits four digits. (Amnesty means I won't be making any effort to hit the backlog, so if there's anything you've posted in the last … um, two months … that you think I'd find cool, please tell me in comments.)
Twitter won't let me embed on here but
https://twitter.com/Hypescotch/status/1422280101878718464
and fuck you too Hype ;3 BTW, shade your hat you fucker, I know you have the full version of that commission after you spent a solid five minutes gushing over how well witchpepper did on all the little details ;3
I've just spent about two hours reading through Humility, and damn do I want to write for it again.
So I'm, uh, gonna start doing that soon.
A while ago (precisely, last year), I have started to think that I'm not talking enough about myself. I've seen so many other authors talk about themselves in blog entries, sometimes even sharing very personal details about their lives, but I never wanted to talk much about myself and give away too many things about me, mainly, because I always thought that doing this makes me vulnerable. But at the same time, I also never liked to hide myself or who I am.
THAT'S RIGHT BITCHES I'M IN AN ANGSTY MOOD RIGHT NOW. WELL, SORT OF. I'M NOT GONNA CRY AND I DON'T FEEL A VOID IN MY HEART OR WHATEVER LIKE I USED TO. I LOOKED UP SOME GIRLY DRINKS ON PINTEREST SINCE STRAIGHT UP WHISKEY TASTES LIKE SHIT!!! IMMA TRY AND MAKE A COSMPOPLITAN BUT WITHOUT THE MIXER. I'M DISCOURAGED/NOT ALLOWED TO GET A JOB BUT THAT SHIT KEEPS ME BUSY. MAKING ALL THOSE CRAFTS FOR SPANISH CAMP WAS A BITCH BUT I DIDN'T FEEL LONELY LIKE I DO NOW.
This is a filler blog, hi. Not dead yet. I caught my flight and so on, didn't crash, barely broke my arm fighting the flight attendant, etc.
So, I'm going to do another big fuck-off bronycon dramatization roundup blog thing soon, but I'm currently in Budapest, partially because the name is similar to "Barcelona", I am not very good at reading, and -- as I just said -- I got into a pretty big fight with a flight attendant back there at the Baltimore airport.
Joe Haldeman served a tour of duty in the Vietnam War, before he became well known as a science fiction writer.
I'm vacillating between blogging this story as providing examples partway through of the kind of dark humor, even graveyard humor, that sometimes shows up as a coping mechanism in war...
Hello there.
It's been ages since I've written something relevant for this site that was longer than a throwaway of 1000 words while on a plane, train, or bus, so I figured today would be the best day to talk about the best thing that has happened to me in my life.
Some days, I just sit down and go through a bunch of stories from the Royal Guard queue in the hopes of finding something to approve for our next post, often reading many stories I would never have read otherwise, or something I have put off reading for a long time, in hopes of finding a gem. Wednesday was one of those days.
Today’s stories:
Five Seconds of Everything You’ve Ever Wanted by Whirring Gears
Movements of Fire and Shadow by Inquisitor M
do YOU like Strawberry Sunrise? do YOU like changelings? do YOU like that weird sort of fic that I write where I can't adequately summarize? do YOU like clickbait summaries because pls pay attention to this fic, I'm very proud of it? If you answered yes to none or more of the above, come check out this fanfic I wrote!
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