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Shoutout to those of us from a culture that gives you like 3 names to start with. I think I have like 8 I go by, one of which came from a language class where the teacher assigned us names. When I studied abroad for the first time, the name my teacher gave me was what I used to make my first name seal and sign my legal documents with.

Told my parents, and they said: "Your new name sounds like our word for diarrhea :)" and when I shared my birth name in my mother tongue with study abroad classmates, they said, "...that is a little difficult to say."

I like those stories, btw. I think they're funny. I suppose by the time I'm 40 I'll have like 10 names.

Rather than becoming ambivalent towards names in general as a result, I've grown to love them all.
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After roughly three months filled with reading + making art (as well as writing alone), I'm roleplaying again with an old friend and noticed that I'm really happy with the way I approach writing and the work I'm putting out. It feels like when I spent several months drawing nothing but hands and can now produce a gesture for a hand study in about 30 seconds. Sometimes when you're doing that practicing and only making subpar work, it feels like you're not improving or changing anything, until one day you're like...oh, all that practicing really paid off.

I guess it's true! Reading regularly and extensively is so important for writing, and I guess there's no way around it. Even if I get in bed late I'm still trying to put in about 0.5 to 1 chapter a day for whatever book I have on my e-reader (usually stylistically or conceptually related to things I want to write about) and slowly making progress. Really happy with how far I've come and excited to see where this art journey takes me next.
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Finished The Brothers Karamazov and The White Album today, which alongside Umberto Eco's "The Island of the Day Before" brings me to about 1700 pages of reading total for July. I'm proud of it, especially since Eco and Dosto are rather challenging.

I have three books lined up for August--but I'm going to wait until I make some headway into them before I say what they are (I'm superstitious).

Aiming for more socialist authors this month, to clean my palate (I can only handle so much of Dostoevsky and Didion's reactionary cynicism before I feel kind of gross). Especially excited to get into more Italian books and get an intro to Indonesian + Brazilian history and literature.
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I used to love writing only men. But sitting around on my own these days have led me to writing about women more. In fact, most of my men are a little bit one-note now, which makes me a little nervous hahah. But I like pushing the definitions of masculinity a bit. If I write a very masculine, male character, he exemplifies the qualities of masculinity I either like or find interesting to explore. I like writing good husbands that may or may not be good people. I like writing young men with good hearts that end up being very alone.

The women I write tend to be suited more as NPCs, in a weird way. I like cruel, self-destructive women. Cruel to themselves, or cruel to others. I struggle a lot in both RL and animanga RPCs because I don't enjoy the conventional beauty standards defined by the most accessible/recognizable faceclaims in either place. The women I write tend to be older, and if not that then gender non-conforming or tomboyish, or some combination of the two. I love writing mothers, or characters that serve a maternal role. Women who are violent or singularly minded, who believe the ends justify the means. When I want to chill out from all that crazy emotion, I have angry, selfish young women that are impulsive and immature and generally dislikable.

When writing alone, I'm interested now in writing good husbands that love their cruel, self-destructive, singularly-minded wives...I like making my characters very bisexual, and if I write them in relationships with the opposite gender, I like playing with and subverting tropes regarding them. I also write a lot of lesbians. I generally write mlm ships with close friends.

Most of all, I find that I really enjoy writing characters that refuse to reveal their thoughts to me. Sometimes I'm forced to write their actions, describe their tone of voice, their expressions, the way they carry themselves, and make their thoughts felt by the reader, rather than say what they are.



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- Coming with super obvious themes/metaphors! I usually default to giving them animals they're based on/modeled after (recovering furry) (ffxiv dawntrail probably made me one again, though), but I have a group of 4 I've been wanting to RP who're based on card suits, too!
- Musicians... I've rped an awkward amount of classical pianists, for someone who can't really play a single instrument well.


These are super cool...I've always wanted to write characters based off of themes/metaphors but I always make it too convoluted! Sometimes if I'm reading a book I like, or watching a movie, I might just take a character there and morph them into my OC.

I love writing characters that are musically inclined too, especially towards classical music... most of mine are pianists or violinists as well. :)

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Once the semester ends I am taking lots of PTO, and I will spend some of it making art in the early hours of my favorite cafe, reading, writing drafts on paper, listening to classic hip-hop...

I’ve always wanted to do this for 5 hours straight like I used to in high school, but just haven’t been able to find the time.

Biggest dream is to get comfortable with my creative process and one day save up money to book a little place in the mountains for a week where I can coop up and just write and draw and do nothing else.
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i've forgotten how to read, unfortunately. i have this issue where if i don't immediately start another book after i finish one, i struggle to keep up the momentum. the books i'm reading rn are books that in theory, on paper, i should be all about. might be one of those situations where i just gotta start fresh and come back to the ones i'm trying to read rn. 

maybe i just need something completely different from what i'm reading rn. i haven't read a fiction book in almost 2 months, maybe i'll read some braindead procedural or something. 

taking recommendations if anyone's got them. i'm trying to be more open minded and try books that normally i wouldn't, and i've been pleasantly surprised a few times! but brownie points if your rec is horror, procedural/law thrillers, thrillers in general, sci fi or any/all of the above


Have you read Carmen Maria Machado's short story collection, "Her Body and Other Parties"?
A few stories are horror, one is a deconstructed procedural + horror. She's also a wlw and her stories are about wlw as well. Content warnings can be checked here: app.thestorygraph.com/books/17646859-a40d-406e-bb2e-57e81ba0e6ec

When I'm in a reading rut, I usually reread favorites, or look at short story collections so that I can read them completely out of order. Did that with Machado a few years back, actually.
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The Brothers Karamazov is the 2nd most abused book on my bookshelf. All the highlighted quotes, all the dog-eared pages, all the everything. It is soooo good (and absolutely f'ckin metal). And to think, the only reason I picked it up in the first place is b/c of William Shatner (who played Alyosha in the 1958 film, which I absolutely cannot recommend). I tried reading a lot more Dostoevsky after it and nothing quite hit the same. Still chasing that high.



Mind if I ask which translation you worked through? Super curious! I started with Pevear&Volokhonsky but found it very hard to read, moved to Ignat Avsey and it’s been incredible, a totally different experience. I pair it with McDuff’s audiobook and it’s been great fun as well.

Also, the poster for the 1958 film on Letterboxd is absolutely hilarious to me, I’ve considered putting it on for fun…Alyosha is very bald. Is that him on the poster??? On the other hand, I watched the first 15 mins of the 1968 Soviet adaptation and was deeply mesmerized by Mitya’s outburst at the church. Interesting directorial decisions.

I also have this feeling that I won’t like Dostoevsky’s other work very much. I loved C&P in high school—but I don’t know if I can see myself revisiting that book again. It was a lot. Honestly, it was like if we just had Mitya’s POV but for all 800+ pages of The Brother’s Karamazov…and I love Mitya, even though I know he’s a very pathetic man, but he’s...a lot! Just cleared book 8 with him and it was Dostoevsky in his absolute element—a dire man, who was perhaps good at one point in his life, now in dire straits, on the brink of a mental break. He does a good job of illustrating that chaos—my vague recollection of C&P was that it was full of that emotion—but by the time I finished Book 8 I was like. Yeah. That’s enough Mitya for now, thank god that’s over.

TBK is helped by its really big and varied cast—all of whom I think Dostoevsky does very well at exploring in extraordinary depth, as well as keeping their characterizations very consistent. It’s like a very deconstructed soap opera. In the way that Twin Peaks was both a soap opera and a self-aware soap opera, TBK gives that soap opera vibe of unbelievable theatrics + drama tempered with philosophical, solopsistic monologues as well as this vague sense that every character seems…aware of what their ending will look like. I have so many thoughts on this book! Glad to see a few of us have read it as well.

I wish that it wasn’t presented as “the best novel in the world” or something to be intimidated by…TBK hasn’t been intimidating at all, is actually a much easier read than my last read from Umberto Eco, and I’ve really liked it! I also like learning that it was serialized in a newspaper or magazine of some sort? It definitely feels like I’m tuning into “this week’s episode on the Brother’s Karamzov” with every chapter, hahah!

In other news—started Vincent Bevins’ The Jakarta Method. Chapter 1 was absolutely bleak. The audiobook version helps move it along, since it has so much information—might stick to the audiobook for most of my nonfiction recs, at least as much as I can help it.
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Halfway through The Brothers Karamazov. Shit’s insane. I have about 5 more books on the reading pile, one of which is from a friend that’s a journalist which I’m nervous about starting. The rest are all socialist/anti-imperialist non-fiction to come down from the insane drama which ensues in the Karamazov family.
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Funny enough--I don't know if I like doing dev anymore...!

Back when I first started roleplaying again in high school, I really, really loved it. I would use dev boards as a place to build upon details in my characters' backstories, or collect music that reminds me of them. I like when playlists have a unified sound, so I never really made playlists, but I did make muse playlists of those songs (though I would not share them...and I still make these muse playlists now!) and would put them on while I write because it helps put me in their minds very well. Memes, text snippets, images, etc...I used to love doing character dev like that so much!

But nowadays, I feel like when I do dev on a forum, I feel like I really, desperately want someone to see it? That sounds super silly...even now I'm not sure why that is! I'll put in a lot of effort, say, writing up and formatting a oneshot and then promoting it, but if I don't get the reception I anticipated, I'll get so down...I also feel like when I do dev work like that for a forum, that effort could've been put into doing a lot of replies (which, when I am active on a site, I will always owe--I've never been fast enough to be fully caught up), so this is also a reason why I shy away from it now.

So I don't really do forum dev anymore as a result. If I really, really want to do dev, then I'll just grab my nearest notebook and write a bunch of notes and thoughts about my characters. Song lyrics I associate with them and why, movie scenes that remind me of them, AUs, QOTD responses, etc...just the act of doing that is extremely therapeutic to me, and it feels so personal to be able to flip through those notes later.

Lately, I really enjoy taking MBTI/Enneagram tests and thinking of the answers they'd give, and then comparing the results to my own, vs the results of the people I know, and drawing similarities vs differences between them, like a weird pseudoscience experiment (which is pretty fitting, I guess, since MBTI/Enneagram are pseudosciences of their own). Of course, these long ramblings and experimental results are tucked away in my notebooks!


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I have never roleplayed anywhere else except other forum-style formats. I think I got my start on...neopets! Many, many years ago...

Capsellas your description of toyhouse roleplays actually made me super curious, I hopped around the toyhouse forums and found a whole bunch of wanted ads, and a very interesting community over there. So different from what I've become accustomed to in the forum rp world! I'm almost tempted to join some of them, but a lot of the roleplays being Discord-hosted intimidates me, because it somehow translates to "faster-paced"--which, at a different time in my life, would actually be a huge draw! But right now, I'm in my turtle era and I'm not sure if I can commit...

The idea of an email roleplay sounds really cute, for what it's worth. And the draw of an MMO for roleplaying purposes sounds so cool too--but I'd miss the writing part. I'm also curious about how other people roleplay or write stories collaboratively, on what kinds of platforms...I'm so desperate for a cozy writing/creative community that I'm considering looking around for local DND groups now hahah.

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For RL fcs, I really prefer models >>>>> A-list celebrities and actors. I have about 300 random models from various agencies I follow on Instagram. I never log into the gram, instead I just treat my following list like a growing model archive I check in on from time to time. Some of my long-time favorites have been Jing Wen, Duckie Thot, Park Taemin, amongst...well, 300 others LOL the list is so long.

For animanga fcs, I will actually just draw my own, and ask my gacha-pilled friends for recommendations on who matches the description the most. Gacha has given us such a wealth of faceclaims, genuinely. I have a collection of favorite artists that I've followed for the past 5 years or so, and I prefer to select one artist of a specific faceclaim to maintain the same mood, rather than a faceclaim and pick several dissimilar art pieces.

In all cases, the character comes far before the faceclaim does. Sometimes it takes me literal months to find a faceclaim because what I have in mind is not always what is readily available + I prefer to stumble upon the faceclaim rather than waste hours at a time looking for them.
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They spent Nina’s ninth birthday in their new home—a tiny cottage, which neighbored a field of sunflowers. Never before did they have farmers as neighbors. And never did they expect that farmers would ever be the proud owners of a field of sunflowers. The farmer’s wife offered to take their photo, so that she could send it to Nina’s grandmother, her mother, who could never believe such a thing. [break][break]

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Her mother asked, incredulously. She lived halfway across the world, so their calls never lasted for very long before her mother had to sleep, and she had to go to work.[break][break]

– Well, I can’t really ask them that, mama. [break][break]

She laughs, and looks out at Nina, who was sitting on the balcony, looking out at the sunflowers. She did ask the farmers about the sunflowers, when they invited her and Nina over for an afternoon snack. Not about whether it made them money, but why they had decided on sunflowers, because it seemed so strange. Oh yes, the sunflowers. They sprouted up out of nowhere, actually. And over time, with some care, a dozen stray sunflowers bloomed into several dozen, and from those, an entire field. Bright, golden flowers, all facing the sun, all summer long. It was a strange and sudden development, but one that they welcomed openly. There is no greater feeling in the world, you know, taking care of something, and watching it grow. And the stray cats did like them quite a lot, the farmer added. They were very good at catching mice, so he and his wife were happy to have them as well. [break][break]

Nina listened attentively, cradling a pair of kittens in her lap. [break][break]

– I just hope that Nina is happy.[break][break]

Nina was a transient, in every sense of the word. People never seemed to know what to do with her, and she never spoke, which made her even more removed from the world of the living than she already was. Her homeroom instructor—a young, nervous woman—had described Nina’s silence as reproachful, a sort of unwillingness to communicate. For Nina performed well in school, otherwise. Which meant that any perceived flaw in her behavior was perceived as intentional, or parental. [break][break]

But the cats never seemed to mind Nina’s quiet. They loved her daughter, in fact, and Nina seemed to love them just as well. She thought that there was only one or two, at first, until five differently-colored cats would follow Nina home in the evenings, and sit alongside her on the balcony, facing the sunflowers. [break][break]

– Of course she’s happy, darling! There is not a child in the world who wouldn’t be happy in the sun, with lots of fresh air. [break][break]

That was very true. Nina was spending a lot more time outside, now that they were settled. Her complexion had grown darker, and her cheeks and shoulders had grown more freckles. She was still the same quiet, unspeaking child, but there was a peace in her quiet that wasn’t present before. These days, when she put Nina to bed, she found that her daughter had grown more affectionate as well. She was hugging more, and she touched her mother’s hands, stroking the backs of them with a surprising tenderness. She laughed when Nina had done it the first time. Where did you learn such a thing? And Nina’s response was simply a tranquil smile, a gentle look. The cats, perhaps. She was certain that Nina was speaking to them, because she would sometimes catch a glimpse of Nina sitting outside with her head bowed towards the little group of cats that sat around her legs. The softness of her hands against their warm bodies, which rest on top of her thighs, sometimes even on her little belly. [break][break]

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— Cats! Your cats?[break][break]

It’s hard to explain to her mother, that the cats belonged more to Nina than herself. Mama, you’d never believe it. She has to peer out the window, because she doesn’t believe it either, sometimes. Nina with her saucers of cat food, held high over her curly head, while a veritable army of cats would dash across the grass and crowd around her feet. She’s like a little queen, mama. The venerable queen of the stray sunflower cats. The sun casts a little halo over the dark of her hair, which makes it look like she’s wearing a crown. And when she bends down to serve the cats their meal, she looks almost regal, so self-possessed and perfectly composed in her movements, as if she had always been meant for them.

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The hardest part about posting is learning how to do it again after being away from it for a while. I’m doing this thing where I pretend I’m a narrator for my character in a point and click adventure game, examining a room. Then I hope whatever descriptions I end up with at the end can be worked into a decent reply. 😭