I don’t even know what this falls under, but some things I wanted to say.
A lot of people are looking for personalized one-on-one tutoring and teaching. They want it for free and on demand. What people are not understanding is that that sort of thing usually costs money for a reason: you are…
Fir some reason, i cant stop thinking abkut the Firespinner today. Maybe its all the maguc talk from my novel. I can imagine us debating the idea of a demon who feeds on human souls AND poetry, or discussing a new thing i learned or he learned and sharing it back and forth. Maybe its the staying in bed all day, and realizing exactly how rudiculously big my bed is all by myself, or just being lonely.
Maybe its that I realized that knowing the story, its plot and setting, the characters, the pacibg, doesn’t always move the story any faster. It doesn’t mean you know what sort of story it is, how it will end, or that you can change whats already been set in motion.
So recently a friend made it xlear that he wanted me to consider the sex with him. Kinda in a not great way, which was while i was laying in a hospital ved waking up from surgery, via text, sortly after i had realuzed i personally am too much of a hot mess to inflict upon foljs i like right now. Said friend seemed to have missed my month long surgery panic and facebook posts. Anyway, since ive been home ive gotten a lot more ‘so watcha doing’ texts. Since until yesterday i has been on opiates, it was mostly, sleeping, eating and not pooping. I had friends in meat space helping fill me with codine and ponies and potatoes. (Magickal protip those things all have healing properties!) I want to read my book, and am mostly annoyed at the sudden attention. Thinky brain says that its just a buddy being concerned, but paranoid brain thinks im being niced at until i feel better and up for dispensing sex cookies. If more concerned than interested in sexybtimes, why not wait until im not in pain to suggest sex?
So my older brother was in a book store and picked up a book about the difficulties faced by same sex parents in society today when a woman came up and bitched him out for being “too young to be reading a book about THAT sort of people.” He saw that she was carrying the third Hunger Games Book so he stared her dead in the eyes and hissed “Prim dies.” and walked away and I have never been prouder to have him as my sibling.