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I think that adaptability is a rather underappreciated skill, mostly because it's one not many people possess. Honesty is a hard road; most people do not see their own faults, think themselves infallible to the point where all others are completely marginalized. You can't adapt yourself to being...
Ever felt like your station in life was threatened? Or even better, that you are not happy with said station? Every single stitch of bullshit we use to justify why we do the things we hate, the things that upset us to our very core...we accept for creature comforts. We accept mediocre...
Every few weeks, I run a thought experiment to see how my emotional constitution has changed; this could mean it devolves to a more base state where I can't understand my own emotions, or a sort of mental peak were everything seems clear. I'm currently the latter, and I am really starting to...
Moments of clairvoyance are rather few for the human consciousness, I do believe, mostly because the gravitas of such observations can cut you to ribbons. They aren't always pretty, nor are they supposed to be. Clarity rarely lacks the jarring effect.
My sentiment is simple, and while I...
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I think these sorts of emotions flood into my life whenever I've spent time in creation. Right now, I'm looking for an exhale, looking for some sort of chance to stop constantly forming words and creating worlds and characters and situations and gut wrenching turns...and in the place is a...
There is one TK project that is going to come down the pike, but with my other writing engagements, as well as artist communications with Purrbast to consider, I don't see that going up this year. I think the earliest Sense Junkie will be on the forums will be early 2010. It's a novella in and...
I'm not going to lie when I say my motivation has shifted in another direction, far from the odd sort of game around these parts. Not to say all is bad or that all is not well, but there are certain things that I have an overwhelming and overriding interest in that take precedence over...
Yeah, I don't post as much as I used to.
Something caught my eye today. Interesting enough subject line about tickling roleplay. I think, like anything, there was a very humorous tenor to what was posted, given on just how likely it is. Not to say I haven't received the same pms from...
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Two of the people I met through here specifically. Really odd and rough to think about what just a little bit of space can do to someone who is left to linger.
I had quasi-dreams turned nightmares the last two nights involving one. Last night was wrought with a dry symbolism that I don't...
Apparently, in my absence from activity, certain folks have tried to use me as a symbol or a sentiment in their ongoing war with chosen members of this community.
I made an active choice to do other things which have a hold of my time, as well as currently am dealing with computer issues...
Over a year ago, I looked at this place as a solid grounding for people like me.
Now? I find that I was speaking in half truths. There are good eggs here, and there are people who go about their lives in regular routine. I have no qualm with this person, not even so much as a bad feeling...
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Technically day one still, but I will roll with it. The ignore list is pretty heavy, and it seems as though my preemptive feelings on those I was adding was right on time. It is quite eerie; even after I stated my intentions, apparently people who felt the need to get around these intentions...
It is very rare that I am speechless. That I cannot articulate the sort of thoughts going on in my head.
I still really can't. I put a title in this and I can't actively attack what has been put in front of me. Not because it is without flaw, but because it is so flawed that even the most...
Over a year of starts and stops, of mistruths and flagrant lies, is over.
It's not finished. Editing and layering are still to come. But it's done. The actual HARDEST part of it is finally finished.
And I have no idea what to do with myself.
Sense Junkie started in a haphazard manner, one of which I cannot say I fully respected at first and suddenly grabbed all sorts of control. I knew that I had wanted to write a piece of tickling fiction, but I wanted it to have my stamp, my affection, my sort of twisted expression of defiance...
And nothing really has come of it. Now I'm in that wonderful space where I do not have enough experience for the job, or I am overqualified for the job. The overqualified thing pisses me off on the simple fact that a company makes arbitrary decisions on someone it can retain. I find it...
Like spider legs crawling along my bones, the small protrusion migrating with each careless step through the inside of my skin. My brain completely racked with some mixture of emotions which are not positive. Nothing feels good. My shoulders are tense and I've stared at this screen with a...
