i need this man to do things to me.
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i need this man to do things to me.
so I’ve realised that while I definitely want to read hundreds of thousands of words sprawling mess novel-length twine game choose your own “adventure” traumextravaganza about [topics] I think if this was the form my Creative Project took then it would
1) take literal years to write and
2) I would expect no one to ever finish it and
3) anyone who did would probably hate me
but I figure I can take the core story elements and present them in a more impressionistic ~poetic way (which would also lean on my uh Relative strength as a poet rather than a prose writer)
each section should be more manageable to write/read/navigate, and having an episodic structure of poems/poem-pieces makes sense to me, and is conceptually interesting (e.g would it count as a self-published full length poetry collection lol)
I’ve been trying to take it easy on myself, learn how to use harlowe slowly, setting maximum time limits for working instead of minimums. it’s still very exciting! and I don’t want to burn that excitement out
I started working on a new exciting creative project yesterday. One that is just for me, not for my work!! Interactivity is a lot of what I want from fiction! Story and text is a lot of what I want from game! So it’s going to be twine-based babey!
I think I might blog about it a lot, so either keep your eyes peeled for or get your filtering fingers ready to mute the tag #twineposting
stalkerxstalker is one of my favorite dynamics who and me. please.
through the media we’ve read together we are still in some way tethered. i will forever link this to you and link you to me. i cant let you go yet, i’m sorry.
i’ll miss you, my dokja
was reminded yesterday that i still very much am scared of the dark
love me for who i am or else i’ll never get to what i should be
we ain’t hopeposting anymore it’s time to give in to the doomer mindset