Today I Wrote A Poem, There Is No To A Little Rhymes But In A Way It Is One Of The Most Beautiful I Wrote.

Fair enough lmao

Do you even read something so bad, or play a game with terrible script and worldbuilding that you think "I'm not even good at writing but even I would do a better job ?" Yep, that was me when I was 14 and today I just finished writing my first book. Keep your eyes peeled because I fully intend to publish it !

Thinking of making a weekly post about astrophysics and/or math and other subjects.

I'm in a science club in Uni and the people they bring are extremely knowledgeable and since they gave me their approval I'm thinking of publishing some of it here !

A few things about my book, consider that's it just the first draft, before any kind of rewrite and rework :

- 80333 words

- written in first person (MC's a woman, she is probably not really smart)

- fantasy, comedy

- slow burn (mutual pining, when I say slow I mean it, romance scares me)

- orange cat behaviour (MC)

- Worldbuilding, foreshadowing is my passion

I don't want to say too much

Being in geology means struggling with trying to take a pic through the microscope binoculars (biologist also know the pain lmao)

My hands are shaking lol.

Hello 👋 can we request our own OCs?

Hello ! Nice to see new people in here !

To answer your question and make it public : YES ! You can absolutely request your own OCs but...

Remember the quality of a request is lesser than one of a comission and the time I will take to make and complete the piece will be completely random ! It can take a long while !

With that disclaimer out of the way, it will realistically, at worse, take up to three weeks but I will keep you updated during the whole process! You can always ask me question during the whole process !

True to myself it didn't take long for a new problem to appear.

Did you know that finding an Editorial house and publishing house is a pain in the neck ? Well I did, so I decided to start looking to try and find a few that could correspond to my need.

I find one but to find the relevant information they make you click on several links that end up just keeping you in a never ending cycle of links. So I gave up, after 15 min. I think that if I can't find what I need in 5 minutes on a site then it's probably not worth my time anyway.

That was a major let down but I will be going back online, later in the project, to continue my search for the graal !

Pilot part 5

Hey, long time no see, it's like the hundreds time I try to post this, and I was so close twenty seconds before but it disappeared, I don't have the strength to write down everything again. I was talking about the places I wanted to be instead of my current location : the ocean, on a hill and in space watching a supernova. A friend of mine confess his feelings to me and it feels so wrong and weird. I feel sick and I want to cry ! Everybody keeps telling me I should be happy but I am NOT HAPPY! I feel bad, I don't like it,I am scared and I don't know what to say! I don't understand, I don't like it, I want to run away from my life! Be anyone else! Nobody will ever find this account, I know those things I post are supposed to be part of the pilot of the story I planned to write but I use them essentially as a diary. Goodbye

I wasn't expecting to be tagged on anything so soon but ty so much. Let's goooooo

Last song : Running with the wolves by AURORA

Last show : Hudson & Rex

Currently watching Young justice but I'm going on vacation so I will have to wait a bit T-T

Currently reading: A brief history of time and Exoplanets

Current obsession: Dc comics and justice league !So that was fun ! I'm tagging...@w0lf-kin @obstructed-birdsong @wolfyboi44705 @sootandfangdiary

nine people i want to get to know better

ty @lesbee-dee, @sewerkingcharlie & @thekidkelly for the tag!!

last song: sane by greentea peng

last show: nathan for you & x files

currently watching: WWDITS & all seasons of Drag Race airing rn

currently reading: all the lovers in the night by mieko kawakami (prob the best book i've read so far this year, recommend if u like japanese realism)

current obsession: planning a trip on my way home to Australia next year after spending the last 3 years in Japan (hyperfixation rly comes in handy when it comes to making itineraries, i fucking live for it)

i tag @milo-is-queer @kathleenbrash27 @heartshpedfx @sunnydregs @clumpofglitter @gayrights666 @trillgutterbug @charliekelly89 @brezideje if u want <3

Geology core for real ! A little retrospective on my September and October! And some sneaky pics of the beginning of November!

I got to hold a 500,000 year old hand axe at the museum today.

It's right-handed

I am right-handed

There are grooves for the thumb and knuckle to grip that fit my hand perfectly

I have calluses there from holding my stylus and pencils and the gardening tools.

There are sharper and blunter parts of the edge, for different types of cutting, as well as a point for piercing.

I know exactly how to use this to butcher a carcass.

A homo erectus made it

Some ancestor of mine, three species ago, made a tool that fits my hand perfectly, and that I still know how to use.

Who were you

A man? A woman? Did you even use those words?

Did you craft alone or were you with friends? Did you sing while you worked?

Did you find this stone yourself, or did you trade for it? Was it a gift?

Did you make it for yourself, or someone else, or does the distinction of personal property not really apply here?

Who were you?

What would you think today, seeing your descendant hold your tool and sob because it fits her hands as well?

What about your other descendant, the docent and caretaker of your tool, holding her hands under it the way you hold your hands under your baby's head when a stranger holds them.

Is it bizarre to you, that your most utilitarian object is now revered as holy?

Or has it always been divine?

Or is the divine in how I am watching videos on how to knap stone made by your other descendants, learning by example the way you did?

Tomorrow morning I am going to the local riverbed in search of the appropriate stones, and I will follow your example.

The first blood spilled on it will almost certainly be my own, as I learn the textures and rhythm of how it's done.

Did you have cuss words back then? Gods to blaspheme when the rock slips and you almost take your thumbnail off instead? Or did you just scream?

I'm not religious.

But if spilling my own blood to connect with a stranger who shared it isn't partaking in the divine

I don't know what is.