Get Me Out Of Here

Creative writing class told me to start a blog so here we are

[whisperedsighss]

[anak1n]

no rest for me and im not even that wicked ?

[tofutomato]

you gotta read, you gotta write, you gotta draw, you gotta watch films and shows. there is literally NO time to be employed

[nondelphic]

writing isn’t hard. i just have to extract 80,000 words from my brain using sheer psychic force

[natjennie]

SO FUCKING CRAZY about that little "wait- don't go anywhere" bit during the clock scene like. he holds his finger up and rocky immediately copies it, reaching right to the xenonite to get as close as possible. no fear. no hesitation. ☝️<- this means something and I will engage and attempt to understand with an open mind and an open heart. and grace smiles, easy as breathing, and taps his finger back. almost without thinking. he just boop. right back atcha. stay right there. we're doing this. I'm gonna figure this out for you. we're both leaning in no matter how terrifying and unimaginable it is. they have both been through such intense grief and fear and desperation and mind-melting isolation and confusion and boop. here we are. and it's so easy.

[angel-fruitcake]

i can handle one (1) Event™ per day. whether it be a phone call, an appointment, trip to the grocery store, play date with a friend, etc. only one, that's it. any more than that and i am Stressed

[saniiland]

I like to believe that the statues dedicated to Grace were all designed by Stratt herself.

We know very little of Ryland's actual backstory. Aside from his ex, we don’t know anything about his family, possible siblings, or friends. He was just Ryland Grace, a teacher at Grover Cleveland Middle School and a former molecular biologist. Stratt, however, during his last months, was the closest person to him and probably knew the most about him compared to everyone else.

I would like to think the statues reflect that. They aren’t grand statues of him in a space suit; he was not an astronaut, and he never wanted to be one. His statues are located in secluded areas on school campuses for the students who just need a moment to themselves. He sits quietly on a bench, his head tossed back as if soaking up the sun he had given his life to save. Sometimes he can be found hunched over a microscope, analyzing whatever microorganisms he sees through the lens. She even founded a fox sanctuary in his name and dedicated it to him, with a statue of one of the small creatures curled in his lap as he strokes its bronze patinated fur.

"In remembrance of Ryland Grace Servator Solis Nostri"