I am firmly in the camp of not participating in National Novel Writing Month this year. Let me explain. No, there is too much. Let me summarize.
Old, old snippet from 2021 that you can tell is old because the characters still have their original concept names. Context is that Gordon (who later became Kryoloth aka Kry) is an estranged lava magic user from an ice magic using family.
Breaking my hairbrush in half at the handle when I took a mental health day felt like a metaphor for something.
I was originally going to title this something like "Thinly-Veiled Fanfic Poem" but that would imply that there is any sort of veil at all, which there is not.
Weird, contemplative thing I wrote a few weeks ago to try and ground myself while having a very rough day/week.
There was a hot second where I was considering trying to expand Dinner Date beyond the self-contained, complete novelette form that it's currently in.
May be a little "durr hburr technology is bad fire is scary and thomas edison was a witch" but I'm just in a Mood lately and this poem I wrote last year speaks to it.
I've been watching too much Dragon Ball Z; it keeps influencing me to write content with touches of sci-fi.
I'm going to do a poetry reading at an open mic night tomorrow and wanted to post one of the poems in advance of when I can hopefully post a recording of my pieces on YouTube.
Working title, haha. Near-midnight posting, but here’s an excerpt for this week! This is two parts of a series of vignettes about a princess, birds, her suitors, and something being a little off about it all.
This is, no exaggeration, my favorite short piece I've written thus far in 2023. I'm very excited to share it.