first genuine life update in 19 days

I’m going to do a recap of the past few days. I have a new school now, and it’s been good. We moved to be closer to my parents church, and I’m still dealing with the fact that they’re devout christians and I hate god, but that’s too personal to jump into more than I’ve mentioned. There’s basically no dress code at the school, so I don’t have to be choked by a tie 24/7.

As for my mental heath, I think I have an invalidation problem. It’s essentially where I consider my personal priorities and wants being (almost) completely worthless, and regarding my emotions and experiences as being just as nonexistent.
I have identified the problem, as listed above, but haven’t been able to deal with it. It’s not a major problem, just holding me down partially. Life has just been too hard, and I don’t need to bring this up had things just get more difficult.

In the meantime, I’m dealing with a writers block. I can write things, but nothing on the larger projects I need to complete to create my larger vision. All in all, I’m fine, mostly. I’ve been watching the first few seasons of The Walking Dead and I’m about to finish Scott Pilgrim Takes Off. They’re both great.

dog

So, I’m working on outlining Late Shift. I remember I created this group to focus on making that story, and now I’m circling back. Here’s a snippet of the story, it may be a little uneventful – but it’s the beginning for the main character of the entire story.

late shift outline snippet

Louise –
It’s a murky, snowy February morning. The sun is peeking through the gray sky, shining orange light around the horizon and lightly melting the snow that had set in over the winter. Her alarm didn’t go off, probably set to the wrong time. What wakes her up is knocks on the door, her roommate, Jade, waking her up. Jade is yelling through the door, they’re late for patrol. She gets out of bed, groggily stretching as we see her room fully. We learn quite a bit about her through the decor – an acoustic guitar on the floor, Polaroids of her and a familiar face on most of them. Caiman, who she credits in the pictures – written in sharpie: dad. On the calendar, we see that they have a movie night on Saturday, but he’s not listed as “dad”, but by his first name. She slips on her outfit, salmon jacket, green undershirt. She rubbed her eyes, stepping over to the door. Jade stood there with two travel mugs, filled with coffee. They talk briefly about patrol – and in direct polarization of previous drafts, Louise welcomes her to come along. Jade suggests she bring her guitar. Louise takes the job seriously, doesn’t want to do anything not related to killing Twigs and securing the westside perimeter. Jade grabs it anyways, and they walk downstairs to Louise’s truck. Louise grabs warmer jackets for the duo, and they get inside the vehicle.

regurgitated art I made in sn awhile back

I don’t have much to do Stick Nodes wise, as today is pretty busy for me – I can present my monthly music pallet.

judge me i guess because of the-
songs I enjoy right now

Elliot Smith – Clementine
Courtney Barnett – Avant Gardener
Ryan Carlson – Thinking It Over
Los Retros – Moon Ride
Mcbaise – She’s A Big Boy
Creme Soda – Keep It Heavy
Hayley Kiyoko – demons
The Alan Parsons Project – Eye in the Sky
Mild High Club – It’s Over Again
TV Girl – Lovers Rock
Childish Gambino – Me and your Mama
Louie Zong – See You Round The Bend
Lemon Demon – No Eyed Girl

update #4
I moved
The new place is interesting. I kinda hate it, but the same thing happened with our previous place. I’ll adapt. I haven’t been active, or writing at all, because I’ve been having experiences, spending time with those I love. I went to see the FNAF movie, and it was great. I know there’s those Anton Ego’s of film that would walk into a theater showing that film and call it garbage, it’s different for me. The viewing experience was a first. I had never watched a movie the way I did FNAF, so i think it was always going to be a 10/10 in my book. Also, it’s a 10/10. Anyways, I’ll be busy for the next couple days helping with the move and adjusting.

update #3
productiveness in productivity
Okay, so I finished the outline for Nest. (I’m now working on the outline for Library, the next part.) I talked about that last post, but now I have a new question. Would y’all like to read it? It’s very, very, very long. That’s my no.1 reason for hesitation.

Now, for a reminder. Remember the questionnaire?
Link: https://forms.gle/L7Df99bWNihHtJYH6
Please, fill this out. It would make my month.

very unrelated meme

update #2
working on nest
-again.

So, developments with the story have been made. I’ve fully outlined Nest, so I can work on writing the actual dialog and in-depth character stuff, the real meat of the story. I’m proud of where it went, and glad I somehow managed to fit everything I wanted in it. I got a comment on the outline by Infiniteguess, and he said it was a; ”crazy sequence of events,” So I accomplished exactly the feeling I wanted to. In the end, I’m very proud of it. Hopefully, it won’t fall into the same niche as Late Shift did- finished, then new lore required a revision of the entire script. I really hope that doesn’t change.

my dog wylie and an eye-catching meme

In the meantime, my computer is still broken and I’m still in the process of moving.

update #1
moving right along
I’m moving! It’s a new chapter in my life, and it has a lot of new horizons. My quality of life is going up, and it’s great.

In other news, my brand new computer broke, and I’m starting a rewrite of Nest, because I felt like returning to the story. That’s all.

story outline snippet and meme

So, I have a new thing for anyone who\’s interested in my universe. A simple Google Form that asks for your direct input.
Uroboros Questionnaire
Link: https://forms.gle/L7Df99bWNihHtJYH6
Please, fill this out. It would make my day, as I\’d love direct input on my concepts and all.

attention catching meme

So, I’ve been unable to really make anything in-universe besides writing – until today.
Phische
I wanted to explore a concept of mine, intelligent Twigs. The thing with Twigs is that they’re naturally very smart, merely bound by instinct that made them want to infect people. If you were to isolate a Twig from anything that could trigger those impulses, they would outgrow them and begin to act more human-like. So, we meet Phishe, a prime example. He’s never seen a person of any kind. He would love to meet them, as he learned to read. He read a lot about people, and a lot about fishing. He loves to fish, and as a small pastime, he learned sign language in case he ever meets someone.

phische drawn

discord discourse
The title is figurative, it just sounds fun. There was no discourse. Just some random shit, and my daily contribution to this site.

So, I haven\’t posted on the site in awhile, and It\’s unadvisable to return with a wall of text, but I wrote an in-universe short story, and I\’d love to know what y\’all think.

presenting, an uroboros short story:
sap symptoms
Dr. Richard Lemony stepped into the medical center. It was one of the emptier days, the only other persons in the waiting room being the receptionist and his coworker, Jame. He walked up beside her, tugging at the tie and loosening it slightly for comfortability. He spoke directly, his throat sore from the days past. “Who’s hurt?” Jame walked beside him, giving him the details as quickly as he could as they walked. “A guy fell into a coma on the street. We found three massive lacerations on the forearms, like marks- but we can’t identify where they’re from. Not an animal, and not done by himself. The wound has some weird properties, and we’ve discover massive abnormalities in his brain activity, bloodstream and bones.” Lemony stepped into the room, looking at the man. A guy in his mid-forties, short, curled hair. Skinny, frail. “He’s been malnourished, and we’ve found that he has severe early onset dementia, symptoms in the brain activity showed up very quickly.” Jame said. Lemony looked the guy over, still mostly stoic. “Dementia at forty. Must have had some unhealthy habits, eh?” Jame took his remark very literally. “No, not at all. This is Runner Monaghan.” Lemony began examine the wounds. “So?” “Runner is a fitness instructor. The only unhealthy thing about him, up until this point, was his beard.” He looked at his beard. It was uncouth, but that wasn’t what Lemony was focusing on in the moment. Lemony gave Jame a love punch, and she gave him a very confused look. “Why’d you punch me?” Lemony gave her a look. “You made a remark. That’s character development.” Jame was disappointed. “This isn’t a show, Lemony. This man has something going on in his system that no one has seen before.” Lemony looked at his veins, popping out around the wound. “His blood is orange?” Jame nodded. “Abnormalities in the blood, like I said.” Lemony was concerned, looking at the comatose man before him. He was one to voice his thoughts. “What the fuck is up with him?” Jame shared the worry. “By all accounts, he was fine the day previous, spotted for a man at the gym just fine. This is sudden death, Lemon.” He nodded. “I can see that. Why’d you call me? You could’ve gotten someone with much higher authority on the subject of medical shit than me.” Jame nodded in agreement, which hurt Lemony’s ego slightly. She took a moment before she spoke. “They all hung up when I described the symptoms.” They both shared a moment in silence. “So, what is this?” Jame shook her head for no apparent reason, now trying to ease the information to Lemony. “It’s a disease, Lemony. These are all caused by the wound, something communicable through injuries.” Lemony was silent. He could feel his heartbeat. There was something about this situation, everything. It made him feel scared for his life, a deep, primal dread. The static in Lemony’s ears grew louder, everything began to muffle. “Lemon!” Jame slapped him lightly on the side of his face. “Keisha’s calling us. Are you okay? You looked like death for a second.” Lemony didn’t know how to respond, or what to think. They walked into the main room, Keisha, the receptionist, still on the phone. “Y’all be prepared, we got another dude coming in.” She said. “For what?” Jame asked, curious to know what they’re dealing with. Lemony dreaded her response. “Someone fell into a coma on the side of the road.”

And that\’s it. Tell me what you think!

mannyanims, everybody

okay, so I\’m still writing
I\’m at an impasse where I don\’t enjoy what I\’m writing, so I stayed up late and tried to solve the problems that were bugging me, promptly forgot what day it was, woke up feeling like shit and realized that it was monday, and i showed up to school looking like this