This morning I had an eye appointment and for the first time in a while I saw a new doctor. (This isn’t going to be a disaster story I just wanted to give context.) Afterwards I came home, had lunch, did the dishes, looked a little at jobs, and tried to call the election people… Continue reading Random/Naps
Reva loved the color red. She wasn’t quite sure why, though her ex suggested it was because her mother always dressed her up in a little red hood when she was a kid. “That’d be strange if that was what did it,” she’d replied. “Considering that damn thing was of no use to me, and… Continue reading Fiction Friday: Fairytale?
So, Friday I missed my usual so I’ll either double post this week or write on Thursday as well to make up for it. I was testing a microphone and working on art though so it wasn’t a wasted day: No credit needed because it’s MINE!!!! Today I’ll bring up something that I’m currently working… Continue reading You Name It
I don’t have a lot of time, because I’m not home right now so this will be short (for real this time!). I have a lot I could say about the events of this weekend, however twitter said pretty much everything. Racism is of course not over, this comes as a surprise to no one… Continue reading Nah It’s Cool
I’m in the mood for witches, but my drawing (the featured image) drained me of 79% of my energy so as always when I’m weak: Poetry. This is not at all a diss to poets (you are the real MVPs and I’m just an amateur). Hecate Academy Into slaves we’re made, our magic hidden away… Continue reading Fiction Friday: Hecate Academy
It’s raining and gloomy as hell where I am and I’m not a fan of it. Contrast to how I might dress my mood has a better chance of being high when it’s sunny and somewhat warm. I don’t know if I’d go so far as to say I have seasonal depression but I certainly… Continue reading Rainy Day
For Byron Englebert being an older brother meant getting your younger siblings into as many chaotic situations as was possible and making sure no one got killed. His youngest brother Jules was always ready to do just that while his other brother Ashe was less inclined to risk his life willy nilly. Nevertheless, Byron always… Continue reading Fiction Friday: Steampunk???