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don’t you know, we can’t handle this?

Timestamp 4:45 is when this song gets real. Not that it wasn’t real before, that’s not what I mean. This whole song is real. But when it really gets real, it…you know what, wow, look at that super fancy lighting in the thumbnail, let’s just listen to the song, shall we? We’re in SPOILER territoryContinue reading “don’t you know, we can’t handle this?”

Embracing our awkwardness

SPOILER ALERT this scene happens in chapter 11 of Kree Annihilators. Fair warning if you haven’t read it. “Yeah. Of course.” He didn’t leave. “Soooo…unrelated, about what Squirrel Girl said in the park…” Victor’s eyebrows rose. A car blared down below. “What thing she said in the park?” “Uh, the friends thing.” Victor frowned. “WhereContinue reading “Embracing our awkwardness”

a poem about dysphoria

I thought I’d try out the WordPress monthly word prompt: BRIDGE. Between my skin and my mind I’ve carved a divide friction like sandpaper harrows my bones whenever skin and mind touch on the topic of voiceboxes and internal monologues spoken synchronously. dissonant screams dreams NO dise ngage repeat, dis engage

Let’s ramble about small talk

Ways autistic traits impact my daily life #5 (ps pre-script, I found this book recently and it was super informative about autism. I enjoyed it.) Is it normal for people to know what to do in a conversation? Like, genuinely. Is that a capability people have? I know that some autistic people have a “socialContinue reading “Let’s ramble about small talk”

What do these all have in common?

Lately in my revising, I’ve spotted a tendency in my writing that I’m not a fan of. Here are some examples: Then came another fire blast as Dante spun. Reptilian-skinned soldiers in pale armor chuckled as Victor passed them, then exploded into laughter at the beady-eyed one’s story. Freezing in place, Victor could do nothingContinue reading “What do these all have in common?”

Repeat after me:

Instead of saying “don’t think of a brown bear,” and failing before you’ve started, think “I will think about a black bear” and now you don’t think about a brown bear.

ALL the food things

Ways autistic traits impact my daily life #4 I am one of the pickiest eaters you will ever meet. Quick upfront sidenote, I don’t like the word “picky.” When you google it, you get results like “difficult to please” and “fastidious” (meaning “excessively particular, demanding, or critical”), plus hundreds of images of small children scowlingContinue reading “ALL the food things”

Mirror, mirror, rippling water/a majorly revised opening scene

This is from my story Graveyard of Lullabies. I’m comparing Recent revisions vs. the original chapter 1 posted to my blog a year ago. *** Today is the day I bleed aquamarine. The blue-green liquid soaks into my fuzzy pillow, spreading like melted ice. I blink at it. It is a nice pillow. But first:Continue reading “Mirror, mirror, rippling water/a majorly revised opening scene”

follow me to the ends of paradise

Drink until you are full, until you are glutted. Eat all the fruits from the trees, beside the pools so deep. Welcome to my paradise, strangers, take all the water you need; in the orchards and shade you may feed. Are you happy now? Will you follow me to the ends of the earth, sinceContinue reading “follow me to the ends of paradise”

I ain’t qualified for this

But here’s someone who is. Jamala represented Ukraine in Eurovision 2016 with this song, “1944.” Its lyrics and music video describe the deportation of Crimean Tatars by the Soviet Union in World War II. In other words, the Soviet Union forced hundreds of thousands of people out of Crimea into Uzbekistan or nearby areas. ThousandsContinue reading “I ain’t qualified for this”