A short story from World 2 to pass the time. I forgot what a headache Anita could be. But perhaps that's because I'm a headache....
Well, I mean...the title kind of gives it awake, so if you want the TLDR (I abbreviated that right, right?), it's basically, taking a break until....September. With maybe one or two posts in between so I don't wander into a ghost town.
Remember last week's story? This features one of the characters expositioning about the supernatural world.
A little late but better late than never, right? I mean, I wasn't even going to post, but then...
And another short story. Happy June, by the way!
You know. I realized a few days ago that I said quite a while back that I'd give myself a bi-weekly than weekly schedule. Guess who forgot and rushed every week to post something. This duck. But I'm actually DONE with the stuff that made me want to push the schedule back, so...weekly post it is.
Yay! A story again! It's not too long, but still...it's a short story!
Considering I could suprisingly not think of any rambles to ramble about, you guys get one of the theological prose poem things I tend to not show anyone, if I can help it. If I have shown you one of my prose poems or theological poems or anything that's remotely hard-hitting, I probably like you greatly. If I haven't, I either despise your guts or fear you too much. *sips tea as I watch the chaos unfold.*
Because everything else I wanted to post veered towards the politics/hot topic/only-fit-to-be-seen-by-my-nonexistent-readers'-eyes realm, I decided to ramble about animated shows and movies. Cause yes...this adult (I'm an adult??? Since when?????) likes them much better than live actions. As everyone should. 😛
I'm not going to be positing stories for another month or do because life. But I sort of want to keep posting, if only for my sanity...anyway, here goes.
So...a poem. Because I'm honestly very confused about what day it is, what year it is, and what period of my life I'm supposed to be in. This is why I hate time travel. No you will not receive an explanation. You get a poem. And YOU get a poem. EVERYONE (reading this) gets a… Continue reading Ghosts
*cackles manically* Writing cheeky characters is SO much fun. Especially if they're way too philosophical for their own good and thus make connections with more speed than should be possible.