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K's side blog; minor blog for whitewolf-roamsketterdam

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Rants and art and stuff

To anyone viewing this blog-

I’m discontinuing posts here and I’ve moved to the blog above. It doesn’t have anything on it right now, but it should soon :)

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just adding it here :)

the guy with the tie is my history teacher

I don’t really remember what the guy using the hand crank pencil sharpener was doing

I remember my history teacher’s eyes slowly widened and he dropped his arms and stared at them and everyone stared at him staring at the two boys sharpening their pencils

I never knew that the hand crank sharpener was so loud

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Sometimes, when I read the blurb on the inside of a book, look at its cover, I think: How can someone write so much about that? I find myself writing short stories because I can’t drag out that long. I can’t think that far ahead. I don’t write plot outlines; diagrams—that’s never been instinct for me. I write, my fuel being thoughts and ideas, and when it runs out, I have nothing left. I don’t continue. There are great books out there by great authors, but more often than not, it’s just someone standing on a trampoline, a thought, a story already written by someone else, and then crouching down low and trying to jump as high as possible, and then to keep bouncing as much as possible after the landing. I don’t think I can truly understand what it is to be an author, because I always think of writing a story, but never really do anything, because I lack original ideas. Now, as I still have a bit of fuel left over, I think: Does anyone have original story ideas anymore?

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hideous

Reread of Warcross: Hideous has a British accent?

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alkfjas;ldfjdlkasjfksjla I finshed Wildcard by Marie Lu today and I was very surprised to find myself happy that hideous didn’t die

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Can we. Just.

Salt to the Sea has all the assets of a book with a fandom: a cute romance, a scary plot, lots of death, mature topics. Yet nearly no one knows this book exists. Same with Little Fires Everywhere. Do all books with fandoms have to be fantasy, dystopian, or John Green?

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I will not talk;

I will not speak.

My thoughts are all

for you to keep.

I will sit

and I will weep

but I will not utter

a single peep.

The floors are cold,

The walls are rough,

The paint is old,

The lights are off.

-And-

I will stare in silence

at my feet,

because my thoughts

are yours to keep.

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If you’re a writer

Writers must read; or else how would they write? The things the writers read—they’re lusty romances, desperate dystopias, bombs of death. The writers absorb. They store this information in the shelves of their mind, and when they set pen to paper, fingers to keyboard, the stories that come to life under their fingers are a patchwork of the things they’ve stored and the things they know. The writings are all the same. The writers know to play with feelings, the way a baby plays with a toy; they caress it, toss it in the air, then let it plunge and watch it shatter to pieces on the ground. The writers dangle the readers’ feelings for the characters they’ve created: the writers write so readers fall in love as surely as the people in the writings fall in love, then they rip the lovers apart, sever their relationships, stab them, maim them, torture them, and the writers leave their own characters and the readers witnessing it all. Everyone mourns, and the writer doesn’t try to stop the flow of tears. Of course, any writer could write a joyful story, a fairytale ending, but where is the originality? Sad endings aren’t original, but they’re more original than the happy endings, where everyone lives, evil is vanquished/becomes good, and the charming prince and the beautiful girl get married and become kings and queens.

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If you’re not a writer but you’re a reader

The writers depend on the readers to read and the readers depend on the writers to write. The writers are the creators, building worlds and people with their words and imaginations, and the readers are the blood-sucking leeches, absorbing every little detail into hungry brains. They eat and drink their fill, and then demand seasoned plots, fresher diction, tastier characters. The writers need to cater to their tastes, or their writing goes straight to the dump after publication. So the readers wolf down stories and ask for characters like them, relatable feelings, then wait for the next meal to be delivered as they gobble up tasteless snacks.

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idk

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Have you actually eaten frozen popcorn before?

No. I currently have braces, and I don’t want to eat popcorn with them on. I also have never eaten frozen popcorn in the past, so there you have it.

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A: Anthorpomorphic Almond Anagrams B: Benevolent Belt Buckles C: Carefully Calibrated Contrary Country Characteristics D: Detrimentally Devilish Doctors' Deeds E: Experiment Encompassing Edible Elk F: Fungus Fallacies For Fun G: Get Going, Garish Gumballs H: Holograms Hindering Henchmen I: Inquisitive Incandescent Itches J: Jubilant, Jiggly Jello-Jaguars K: Keen Kale Kindergarteners L: Lackadaisical Languidly Lolling Lollipops M: Mentionable Matcha Mugs N: Nocturnal National Nanny Nominees O: Octopus Olive Oil P: Pampered, Pensive, Pernicious Poodle Q: Quizzical, Quixotic Questions R: Rollicking Rare Rhinestones S: Stop Sailing; Start Sacrificing T: Tongue Teaches Teachers To Talk U: Ugly Umbrellas Unfurl Under Uncles V: Voracious Vultures Vanish Vaguely W: Walloping Walrus Walks When Water's Washing Whirpools X: Xenophobic Xerox Y: Yammering Yak Yells Z: Zealous Zebras Zap Zephyrs

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Now it's Chilee receiving advice from an apple as to where to find her family.

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Here is Chilee the chili pepper, also from that text-based game. Chilee is the nice one and she tries to be kind and not hurt people, although she does use her superpower when she's in danger.

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It’s Patato again! He is now running away from the evil mole. Maybe I should have drawn him underground in the second picture but I was messing around with the drawing tools, hence the afternoon sun.

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First picture: original drawing

Second picture: colored because I wanted to use it for something

Info: I coded this text adventure game with this other person and it’s made of three storylines following a vegetable, these illustrations depicting Patato the potato being attacked by cannibal potatoes summoned by the potato summoner. I think I haven’t done a very good job of explaining so I’ll just also post the link to the game so you can play it and try to figure out the meaning of these photos. https://trinket.io/python/a63c51318a?outputOnly=true