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Anna. Pisces. Ghost. Collection of frogs in a trench-coat. | I like ghosts. And space. And ghosts in space.

A Pinned Post!

I’ve been meaning to make one of these for forever. Mostly for links:

collections:

good frogs (my personal favorite of my own work)

currently posting and/or last posted fic:

[ 30 May 2023 ] closure, and the lack thereof | 3.3k | Star Wars (Fallen Order) | At a rare informal gathering of the rebellion, Cal is approached by a woman asking for a favor: to use his gift to lay a mystery to rest. But offering her closure opens more questions than answers.

[ 14 May 2023 ] omens and all kind of signs (1/3) | 7k | Star Wars (Fallen Order) | Six weeks post-Nur, the still-recovering crew of the Mantis finds themselves stranded in a luxury hotel with a dark secret. And Cal has a unique - and vivid - window into its violent past. Fun!

[ 31 October 2022 ] catacomb saints | 10.1k | a Locked Tomb collection for Halloween

[ 6 July 2022 ] apocalyptic appellations | 6.9k | MCU / Into the Night | Sylvie, once she’d shed the name of ‘Loki’ for good, had to get her name from somewhere. Like everything else about her, it came from an apocalypse.

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I feel like my two biggest writing problems right now (aside from general confidence issues) are

1) I feel like I have to do too many things, like ‘oh no, I’m focusing too much on this set of tropes/characters/relationships, I should force myself to branch out’ which like no, that is the beauty of fandom, you don’t have to be all things, someone else out there will cover the areas you’re less interested in, you really just get to focus on what you like

2) I keep being like ‘hm is this too dark?’ bitch, what. that used to be like #YourBrand, what happened? I’m worried about this longfic being too dark when like...I really should be worried it’s not dark enough

both of which I think are probably signs that I’m worrying way too much about potential readers and I need to just...forget about them

every day I get on here and see some post going "do not make an account on ZYLPPHONE, the hot new social media! it turns out making an account gives the creators (who are nazis) instant access to your bank account and also causes your pets to explode!" and this is all very baffling to me because I cannot believe anyone is actually fucking around with new social media platforms that shit sounds exhausting. if tumblr ever gives up and goes all the way under I will simply turn into a crab and go back to the sea you will not be finding my on zylophone

I was going to use the cloudy weekend to start rewriting the ocean horror fic but I reread it in it’s entirety and I can’t quite banish the ‘oh it’s not what I want it to be (it’s fine it’s a rough draft) and no one is going to care anyways (that’s probably not going to be entirely true but even if it does flop I will probably like rereading it once I get it into shape so that’s really what matters) so anyway I’m not going to exclusively focus on that this weekend like I’d originally planned. Instead:

- jot down some fragments and ideas that have been floating around my head for the last week, they don’t have homes yet but might get repurposed for other plots/whumptober/etc

- work on the next chapter of ‘omens and all kinds of signs’ (I have to come up with a clever Star Wars universe true crime book title)

- set up Xbox! I bought my brothers Xbox and I now also have Dead Space which I’ve been wanting to play for a long time so that might be a good cloudy weekend activity

- I might do another editing pass of the rough draft, to incorporate the things I noticed last night before I forget. And maybe start the second draft. But also it’s ok if not. I downloaded another ocean horror book so I may just read that instead and that will count as working on it

- also I need to order something important and I might clean out my drafts because we’re well over 500 again oops

Another edit to add: I’m 11 rows from finishing my bird skull cowl! I just keep thinking of things to do that aren’t diving into an intense focus on this second draft and that’s ok

Ah yes the season of the ‘void cat dramatically worshipping the fan’ has begun

Luckily for him I went to Target and bought not one but TWO more fans because I thought it was really funny to have a smaller version of the bigger fan like ‘never speak to me or my tiny son ever again’

Ok it being 85F and sunny all of a sudden after months of cold and rain is doing something to my brain.

I spent so much of my life romanticizing the Great and Powerful Enormity of the Sea, reading about the salt and the sweat of the sailors straining to haul the sails or anchor while dreading the monsters in the cold, icy deep fathoms below…and now you tell me that a fathom is only 6 feet deep -

Six feet is still more than enough for a grave.

Hi, that is the most metal addition you could have possibly made to this post

For every fathom you descend into the ocean the pressure around you increases. By five fathoms down you’re experiencing two atmospheres of pressure. At about ten fathoms, a human can no longer survive on their own, and must have supplemental oxygen to continue their descent. With specialized diving gear, we can go to perhaps 60 fathoms under our own power. By that depth, even the clearest waters are dark. Perhaps one percent of visible light remains, mostly in the blue range. The water is blues and greys around you, shadowy like the last minutes before nightfall. The water below is darker still, impenetrable. But life still lurks beneath you, in the untold fathoms of the darkest sea, in an environment so hostile even our machines struggle to reach them.

“[The creature is called] Moder in the novel. … It’s female. … I wanted to preserve my own experience of reading the book, wherein the creature’s design is somewhat shifting. Or at least you have competing ideas about what it might be. We dug into Norse mythology and discovered a Jötnar clan of giants that were known as shape-shifters and would sometimes present with combined human and animal qualities. It felt close enough to what Adam had imagined but gave us a little room to experiment. … I reached out to Keith Thompson, who I was a huge fan of, and was very fortunate to have him come on board. He experimented with those ideas and provided many different possibilities, as well as concepts for the decrepit parishioners, the effigy in the attic, and the hanging elk. It all tied together and told a visual story. The beast design we finally settled on was simply the one I couldn’t take my eyes off of. I think anyone who’s familiar with his work can tell through and through that this is one of his uncanny creations.” - David Bruckner