Well. This is new. And horrible. · 7:35am Dec 7th, 2022
I’ll be candid and short, since my typing is currently compromised by lack of computer and a ventilator that makes voice-to-chat darn near impossible.
UPDATE:
Writing is just pain leaving the spirit...
Not for those who like not knowing how the hotdog is made...
Long ago, during the Dark Times, when there was only passable anime on television and the specter of MySpace dominated the land... there was a terrible writer. A 14-year old who thought that he could write, without ever wondering... if he should. One dark night, under a blood moon, in a fit of writer's pique, he asked a friend on what topic should his next short story be?
The "friend" replied, "What about a Pirate-Ninja-Zombie?"
The foolish cur did not know what horror he had wrought! The writer delved furiously into his cause... a cause whose tail was called, "The Adventures of Ryuzaki Deadbeard, Pirate King, Ninja Master, Zombie Emperor!"
It was awful. An unholy blend of Naruto, One Piece, Bleach, and Discworld (forgive me Sir Terry, I knew not what I did). It involved Time Turtles, an army of Egyptian Mechas, and a Cat in a Hat who sold DREAMS as weapons of war. The story could not be destroyed, save in the place in which it was wrought, and so it was cast back into the files of MySpace, where it was smote into its ruin.
Yet the damage was done. And a terrible word of power was forever etched into the writer's soul. That sad, little writer, who gained wisdom... at a terrible price.
And then blabbed the whole story for the internet to mock. Good job.
I’ll be candid and short, since my typing is currently compromised by lack of computer and a ventilator that makes voice-to-chat darn near impossible.
UPDATE:
It feels somewhat hyperbolic to open with "EVERYTHING IS WORSE NOW", but here we are.
Recently, the Kirin Fans of Cuteness group performed a story exchange, and I was a participant! Hooray!
Then my symptoms got worse! Bleh!
It's... been a bit hasn't it? I really shouldn't leave people in the dark so long. But when it's sometimes this dark, I just have to stare at a wall and wonder if any of my (lovely, wonderful, marvelous) watchers really care to hear what's going on.
Still. You're worth it. And there's better news after the bad stuff, so I'll just spoiler the cruddy stuff and let everyone who wants to skip, skip to the good news.
"Boy, I know the oncologist said before that he expects the surgery to happen within 2 to 3 weeks, but I hope not. I'd want to be able to move around at least for my birthday. Gee, I wonder what the surgeon is going to say today..."
And the Monkey's Paw clenches.
GENERAL WARNING. Moroseness and details on bad cancer stuff incoming.
I’ll be candid and short, since my typing is currently compromised by lack of computer and a ventilator that makes voice-to-chat darn near impossible.
UPDATE:
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I looked back through the comments to find the first one saying RIP. Did this guy die on Christmas? It's a tragedy that he's gone at all, but that would be...oof.
Even though I've only just now found this out, I'm glad to know that you're not longer in pain. You and your mind, inspiring as you both were, will always be cherished.
Rest in Peace in the Skyscape, Ninja. Fly high with the best of them.
Thank you,
I hope their was a welcome party waiting for you
I don't know what to say...
I will miss you. The part of your soul you shared with us.
I am glad there is no more pain.
I just stopped by your profile by chance and...wow. I don't know how I didn't hear the news, but RIP Ninja. I said it before, but you were one of my favorite writers on the site.