⚠️ Mood whiplash warning ⚠️
This is a truly random mix of whatever caught my eye.
I post my own poetry (and sometimes art) when real life allows.
Crack, fandom, shitposts - all day every day.
I don't use generative AI for my creative works, so they take time. But saving time isn't the point of art.
If you liked my original works: reblogs appreciated, reposts on other sites OK with me if you give credit. I have no clout for you to steal.
30+, UK; should probably be doing something useful right now, but I'm here anyway.
I write when I get the chance. Between fairly intensive family responsibilities and the general crappiness that is CFS/ME, chances aren’t in as plentiful supply as I’d like, but they do crop up sometimes.
I like to post my original poetry as text art style posts, mostly, because of a (possibly futile) hope that AI and misguided people won’t pass my work off as their own.
Links are below - if a title has not been linked yet, it will be eventually once the related work has been prepared and posted.
Rhyming pieces marked with *
Masterlist
Original poetry
I suffocate in silence
Fall, but quietly.*
NPC
Silicone Joneses*
Long distance communications
Sum of parts
Forever Home
mental break*
Eldest daughter
The Exchange
Lived-in*
No one warned me how rocky the high road would be.
Damnatio Memoriae
Reflections on a teaspoon
This title is a placeholder until the author is feeling more inspired.*
Scale of Importance
Child: Formerly gifted [contrapuntal]
be. my Valentine.
Modern Monsters (illustrated series)
Modern Monsters 1: Dullahan* (& series intro)
Modern Monsters 2: Kelpie*
Modern Monsters 3: Kuchisake-onna
Modern Monsters 4: Cuca*
Modern Monsters 5: Vampire*
Modern Monsters 6: Dr Frankenstein*
Modern Monsters 7: Frankenstein’s Monster*
Modern Monsters 8: The Scissorman*
Modern Monsters 9: Lesser Dragon (Dragonet)*
Inspired by Tumblr/memes etc
Buggy pug*
Escaping Hell
Toddler with your umbrella
Thoughts of a cat captured by Google Earth in 2015, forever eager to welcome its young owner home*
Your parents named you IRON?
The Birds’ Gala (Crow in a Bow)*
stages of death
Other stories
Explaining “to adorn” and “to don” (writing tips that wanted to be a story)
The Springer Spaniel by the river (illustrated, badly)
I've seen some posts trying to make fun of former gifted kids by comparing them to former student athletes who insist that they could have gone pro if not for a specific injury, and those posts always backfire, because my reaction to them is "You're right, we should treat former student athletes with more compassion than we currently do"
I went from being very physically active to getting the "your body doesn't make energy properly anymore" disability so I can completely understand the grief that comes with circumstances outside your control destroying parts of you you were once proud of and locking you out of the life you could have had. It's not a good feeling.
... was that not the whole point of that comparison? Are we supposed to dislike the kids who were pushed into overworking and permanently damaging their bodies at a young age by people who should know better but value second hand glory over the health of kids?
I hate when king arthur has all these fussy little steps in the instructions and you're like "no way do these fussy little steps matter" but you try it and they do. they matter so much.
I thought you meant Camelot quests and I was like "that's fair, 'never pick a four leaf clover on the last Wednesday of the month' IS a fussy little step that shouldn't matter" but then I was like "wait isn't that also a flour company"
I wonder how many people understand that these are two separate things happening in different times. One is Caine coming more and more into existence and discovering the obsolete unused brain scans, and the other is Caine gaining access to the random WiFi hotspot that just appeared temporarily (as they often do) nearby. They’re both moments of self discovery which is why we cut back and forth between them, but they are undoubtedly not happening at the same time.
I worry people might think these are congruent events and be confused why Scratch suddenly appears in the circus but is never seen again afterwards. That was them showing how Caine used his powers to figure out how to use the brain scans. It was a flashback. And it’s juxtaposed to him using his powers to learn more about the outside world and about the remaining circus members.
So if Caine and Kinger finally have a father-son relationship… does that mean Kinger calls him by his first name, all three middle names, and last name when he’s about to unleash the full force of his parental wrath
Once when I was in undergrad, someone described something as “problematic” in class and our professor was like, “That’s cool, but ‘problematic’ doesn’t really mean anything. It means that the thing you’re describing has a problem, and in and of itself that’s not bad. Art, especially, should always have problems, or else it’s not interesting and not art, either. It sounds like you’re trying to say that this is bad, but you don’t want to say ‘bad.’ Is that right?”
So from then on whenever one of us called something problematic, he would make us talk it out until we could name the “bad” thing we were hinting at. In this particular class, 7/10 it was some type of oppression, and the remainder was like, “I’m uncomfortable because this is very new/confusing/pushing boundaries that made me feel safe.”
Once we stopped calling things “problematic” and stopping at that, class got way more interesting and... we all had to say, like, “that’s racist” or “that’s misogynistic” or “ew capitalism gross” out loud, which a lot of us had never done in a classroom before. Or we had to be like, “Uhhh... I’m not sure what’s so bad?” and confront our own beliefs and that was maybe even more useful.
Anyway. Whenever I see the word problematic, I can’t help but think of this professor being like, “Good starting point, now let’s get specific.” I think when we have to commit to saying “that’s ___” it requires a lot more careful thought about the truth and impact and complexities of whatever we’re claiming. Sometimes there really is some bullshit afoot, and also sometimes it’s art, and it should be full of problems, because that’s what art is.
Just came home from a dinner party with the friendgroup at which several people kept saying "Ask Pedro" or "Pedro will know" and I was terrified that they were referring to an AI like Claude but no, thank fuck, they were referring to a cardboard cutout of Pedro Pascal that someone left upstairs and who has been designated a kind of patron saint status in the household.
theres a new villain roaming around new york that has all the powers of a tapir. give me an hour or two im gonna go google what the fuck tapirs do ill let you know if we need to be scared
