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Hiiii, guys and gals! I'm not dead.
It's been over a year since my last post, and I just wanted to reach out and see if anyone is still here. I miss my friends from this site, although I'm in touch with a couple of you via Facebook. If you want to talk, hit me up. And if you're reading this post, I want you to link me to one of your favorite things from the last year that you've submitted. Writing, photography, a drawing, a particularly poignant journal post, whatever. There's no way in hell I can catch up on absolutely everything, but I really want to see a little of everything I've missed.
My depression has been better overall (but it's still there, and I still have really bad days, so I'm in therapy again), and I've been a lot more active offline. I'm returning to college next month after three years away (different college, of course, you couldn't pay me to go back to the old one!). I've started hanging out with an old friend a lot and made a bunch of new ones, and we all do a weekly tabletop game group (Dungeons & Dragons and the like). I'm writing a campaign for D&D right now and reading a lot and setting up my very own office because we've moved into a HUGE house (renting). It's the first time I've had my very own space in 5 years, and it feels amazing. If this doesn't turn out to be a quick single post then disappear for another year thing, I'll show y'all a picture when it's a little more done. Right now there's one more bookcase to assemble, and walls to paint, and BOOKS TO ORGANIZE.
I also have internet for the first time in over a year. Yep. You read that correctly. The apartment we were in kind of screwed us on that front, so we just didn't get an internet package and survived on mobile data hot spots. It wasn't fun.
It's weird trying to sum up the last year of my life in a couple of paragraphs, but there you go. That's pretty much it.
Hope you're all doing well!
Love,
Kae
Hiiii, guys and gals! I'm not dead.
It's been over a year since my last post, and I just wanted to reach out and see if anyone is still here. I miss my friends from this site, although I'm in touch with a couple of you via Facebook. If you want to talk, hit me up. And if you're reading this post, I want you to link me to one of your favorite things from the last year that you've submitted. Writing, photography, a drawing, a particularly poignant journal post, whatever. There's no way in hell I can catch up on absolutely everything, but I really want to see a little of everything I've missed.
My depression has been better overall (but it's still there, and I still have really bad days, so I'm in therapy again), and I've been a lot more active offline. I'm returning to college next month after three years away (different college, of course, you couldn't pay me to go back to the old one!). I've started hanging out with an old friend a lot and made a bunch of new ones, and we all do a weekly tabletop game group (Dungeons & Dragons and the like). I'm writing a campaign for D&D right now and reading a lot and setting up my very own office because we've moved into a HUGE house (renting). It's the first time I've had my very own space in 5 years, and it feels amazing. If this doesn't turn out to be a quick single post then disappear for another year thing, I'll show y'all a picture when it's a little more done. Right now there's one more bookcase to assemble, and walls to paint, and BOOKS TO ORGANIZE.
I also have internet for the first time in over a year. Yep. You read that correctly. The apartment we were in kind of screwed us on that front, so we just didn't get an internet package and survived on mobile data hot spots. It wasn't fun.
It's weird trying to sum up the last year of my life in a couple of paragraphs, but there you go. That's pretty much it.
Hope you're all doing well!
Love,
Kae
Flash Fiction Month 2021
It's that time again. This year, I'm going to try to complete 31 days of flash fiction writing madness, and I'm taking on an additional challenge posted by @The-Inkling on the FFM Discord server: Every day, I will use a different (randomly selected) archetype from this list as a springboard to create my story's protagonist: https://screencraft.org/2018/07/09/99-archetypes-and-stock-characters-screenwriters-can-mold/ I'm gonna list them below, numbered, to make things easier for me; the linked article has descriptions of each archetype. As they're used, I will also add links to the relevant stories. I also recognize that some of these archetypes are often used in problematic ways (e.g., Blind Seer, Mentally or Socially Disabled). If I draw them, I'll see about doing something to subvert the tropes that come with them. Some of them are also explicitly *not* protagonists, usually, so it'll be fun to work with those if they come up. I have some ideas from going down the list, but
I'm BACK holy shit!
Y'all. Y'ALL. If anyone still watches this account. I know a lot of folks have moved on. I lost access for a while and finally got it back (huge, huge, thanks to dA's help desk). I'd been posting a bit on @mxtress. Head over there if you want to see some recent lit by me. I'll be figuring out what to do about having two accounts now, how to merge and such, and spring cleaning this account. ANYWAYS I HAVE SO MANY LIFE UPDATES SO BUCKLE UP. I got a divorce, which I have a lot of feelings about, but that was a few years ago and I'm on to bigger and better things so I don't wanna focus on it, except as general writing fodder on occasion. I came out--I'm nonbinary, and my pronouns are they/them, and I'm GAY and that probably doesn't surprise many people at all, it was kind of obvious in retrospect. HAPPY FREAKING PRIDE. I finished college, which I had just started when I last posted! I have a B.S. in Psychology, a B.A. in Modern Language & Culture, and a minor in Latin American/Latinx
Summer, Plans, and Inspiration
I can't believe that July is almost over.
I can't believe that it will be August in two days.
I can't believe that I'm going back to college in a couple weeks.
And most of all, I can't believe how happy I've been.
I've submitted two poems this week (one a couple of days ago, the other just a moment ago) and I'm working on more writing. Both poetry and prose, and I have a big, long-term project planned that I'll talk about pretty soon. Like, it's huge. It will probably take at least a couple of years. And it will keep me active on dA while I work on it, because I will be submitting a large quantity of things and I will want feedback.
Life's a Lazy River
This has become a place I can go to when everything else is driving me crazy. An escape. I do miss the days when I was super involved here and always doing several different things, but lately I've felt myself slowing down in all areas of my life. I'm not sure if that's really a bad thing. The most stressful thing I ever have to deal with now is people being rude on Facebook, and I can sign off for a while (which I'm considering right now). That, and trying to figure out life. But that can't exactly be done in one sitting.
As of right now, I have had very little desire to write anything I could post here. I have a few pieces planned f
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From the last year or so, my favorite thing I've submitted? Easily, this.
While I wouldn't say reading the author's comments is necessary, I strongly recommend you do if you read this.
Do you still write poems?
The Difference Between Snakes and RopesLast night there was a woman
where my girl was and she said to me,
“This. That’s what he did.”
A woman isn’t born vulnerable, but
vulnerability is a part of personhood
and being self-aware of insecurities
is more vividly human than vibrancy;
more sexy than secrecy.
I’d compose her movement to music
or pen it on paper, proffer it as poetry
and profess confessions as love
but I’d rather be on standby—
even as passerby—
because I ache and I ache
all the time now, for her.
For her I am sore and unstomachable
and nurse wounds that aren’t mine.
For her, I worry.
I worry and I tighten knots,
practice my box, bow tie, square, slip,
and double coin knots and remember
that the method to madness is comfort;
being complacent with sanity
makes for insanity
and being complacent with a lover
is to take them for granted.
I tighten the same knot
and expect the same result,
wind the bight around again,
again, and again. And bite.
I knot, bight;
I kno
While I wouldn't say reading the author's comments is necessary, I strongly recommend you do if you read this.
Do you still write poems?