I write best when I am either falling in love or falling apart.
- Rudy Francisco
That is broadly true...but right now, i'm languishing somewhere in between those two situations.
i played the last innings of my body piercer phase a few weeks ago. Now, it's back to the drawing board to map out the life ahead.
i'm not really worried about AI taking over the writing industry...because it's not really good writing. It's mediocre...anyone getting impressed by words spewed by a chat bot never really had good grammar writing skills to begin with. It's all so synthetic and incapable of inciting any feelings. I believe that the main problem is the shrinking attention spans of the readers.
Anyhoo, whatever has to happen will happen. i've been on a bender since August, through most of September, and i'll probably keep it going until Halloween in October.
Getting old is not really conducive to such plans. My liver has been revolting but drinking (tea or a pint) is a non-negotiable in most social situations.
i have three costumes planned for my favourite time of the year...kinda excited for my first slutty Halloween. In the past the focus was always on getting the details and the character right.
This time i'll try to get my bits out...my friend told me that i dress "conservative". i think she's right...i love the prude, slightly depressive and beautifully morbid Victorian aesthetic.
i've even started collecting Victorian mourning and memento mori jewellery. It's incredibly romantic...
Sayonara
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