So have you ever had one of those moments where things don't add up? I was doing my laundry. The washer had finished a couple hours ago. I thought to myself "Oh crap! The wash needs switched over!"
I get over there and the laundry's sitting in the dryer. Still wet but the hard part's done. Thanks, kitchen ghost!
Actually, every time I wash my clothes. I put them in my washing machine, don't do anything more and they come out dry! My washing machine is my dryer too! So worth it.
Good poem. I get it. Scary things are hard to process. Early adult life I’d blame everybody, but me. Then, I’d blame only me. Mood swings. Fear of responsibility and shame when nobody thought I was responsible.
Hard to be me when the scaries attack. That’s why I love poetry so much. The scaries are not as as scary when you take them out and look at them.
Wanna know something mind blowing? A pizza with Alfredo sauce, spinach, onions and peppers is just an upside down salad thrown on an edible plate...and then baked!
I found out that the story contest that spawned Mary Shelly's novel, Frankenstein, also spawned the first vampire story in 1819 "The Vampyre" was published in a magazine.
Sad thing is I was looking at the Imdb page for the actor who plays Sebastian in the cosy detective drama, Shakespeare and Hathaway. I found out one of them played in the 2020 mini series Dracula. Thats that rabbit hole.
Dude, I just realized, sensitive sense of smell is both a blessing and a curse. Actually it's not the first time, thats a lie. There've been times where literally using my nose has proved this.
I have the opposite issue where I can't smell well. Sometimes it's nice, because I don't always smell something that is stinking up an area unless it's strong. Other times, it's not so nice... like the time my dog pooped in the bedroom and I didn't notice for like an entire day because I couldn't smell it. My brother walked in my house and was like, "why does it smell like poop."
Allan Charles 🐾 - yeah, my dad claimed he was smell blind. It kind of made him paranoid about anything that was strong enough for him to smell. He'd have everyone sniff all over the house if there was something that he didn't recognize. He had himself convinced we were all going to die from a gas leak we couldn't detect.
Still it must be hard not having that sense work. Sorry about the dog poo incident. It sounds like it really sucked.
Still alive, spent today doing a strange exercise...not exactly sure what to call it. World building's too broad. Species building? That sounds weird. I dunno what I did but I did it.
Warning:The section after this contains vague information that is related to planning I'm doing for my next entry in Shattered sky. Stop reading this if you don't want spoilers.
I know D&D has Kobolds that are reptilian and have their own lore. The Japanese version of D&D has dog Kobolds just because. There's even dog Kobolds in anime.(e.g. Delicious In Dungeon.)
I made Gristle Tail a Wolf Kobold. But at first that didn't mean anything. Now I have this whole culture where there are now not only Wolf Kobolds but their sister culture, Fox Kobolds. Both live in Frostmire and both were descended from literal wolves and foxes. They have a culture, stories of their own, folk tales and have a connection to an entity who was at one time the sister of another entity that already exists...elsewhere.
I saved it to my laptop so none of this is in my portfolio at the moment. But if any of the people writing in Shattered Sky want me to share the documents I've created separate from, they're welcome to e-mail me. Sorry, I'm a little tired and not making sense. Or less sense than usual.
Detective - but not so much the Hammer films version...you don't see any garlic used there. Just lots of blood and some nudity. (Made the mistake of watching those, they didn't age well.)
I saw this quote about garlic online the other day and it made me laugh:
Garlic is to cooking as vanilla extract is to baking in that the amount I add to my food is guided by reckless extravagance and utter disregard, verging on mild contempt, for the recipe as written.
You know the best part of having wild plants grow in your lawn. Not only do you get wild garlic but you get to warch baby bunnies munch on plants!
I just mowed the front and side yard. I was going to do the back yard but there was a baby bunny eating some wild flowers about ten meters ahead. I had a cuteness overload and had to call a truce on the lawn.
(No I didn't really pick it up. It was wild and I don't need to handle the wild life.)
Wow! I just spent the whole day outlining a character's story arc. Thats a first for me but since I've decided she needs a new direction I built her a little community, family, an antagonist and even a former lover. That was a lot of work but I'm sure things will turn out eventually.
Also, after reading the latest Action and Adventure news letter, I'm glad I spent all that time fleshing out my protagonist. Now she can be proactive too!
I was trying to find places to be social. I found a snippet from Someone's Facebook post that spelled restaurant "restorant".
It's kinda sad to see AI pick up bad spelling habits and not realize it's doing it. Having written this, I think I understand why I don't have friends irl.{/crazypantsrant}
S 🤦 - lol, true, I discounted the fact that social media gets used as a source for what Google's generative AI scrapes together. You know lots more about it than I do.
Back in the day, my parents (who were both English teachers) had a hobby of taking pictures of signs and billboards that had misspellings and grammatical mistakes. These would have been professionally made signs rather than the homemade variety. They were always shocked how common it was. I guess not much has changed all these years later other than having computers to help louse things up.
Chasing Through The Swamp (18+) Something I wrote early in the morning. an alternate version of an event in Shattered Sky.
The real version of the latest can be found here. "¤ Shattered Sky ¤" . We'll see what happens to Gristle Tail later but you're definitely gonna want to read the latest entry in the Campfire. So cool!
Things are definitely getting tense and exciting! Will Gristle Tail go off on her own? Stay teamed up with Daggerjaw? But first, how will they escape Arren?
It's related to the Campfire I'm part of. But I'm not ready to make it all the way public. Just needed to get it out of my brain. It's not even my turn. What happened with my character has been sitting there fermenting. Decided Gristle Tail needed some growth. I wrote something about that. It might make it into Shattered Sky but it all depends what happens with everyone else.
I've read more than a few Newsfeed posts wherein our fellow writers tout the efficacy of bedside notepads and potential writing implements for capturing those elusive story bits. Best of luck with that!
Last night I was trying to get in the mood for writing something twisted. Made the mistake of watching a synopsis of the Five Nights at Freddy's video game series.
The wind was blowing hard last night. I kept imagining the loud thuds of things knocked over by gusts was animatronic mascots coming to eat me! Yeah, sleep was hard to find last night.
Detective - yeah, thats for sure. Didn't help that my closet decided to open a bit. I kept waking up to make sure nothing was in there. Lol it was like I was a little kid.
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- yeah, my dad claimed he was smell blind. It kind of made him paranoid about anything that was strong enough for him to smell. He'd have everyone sniff all over the house if there was something that he didn't recognize. He had himself convinced we were all going to die from a gas leak we couldn't detect. 
. We'll see what happens to Gristle Tail later but you're definitely gonna want to read the latest entry in the Campfire. So cool!
- oh yeah! That is a bit of a problem. 
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