(Some point in time earlier in the year, I said that I would write some aromantic poetry. Well, I’ve been acutely aware of my lack of sexual orientation, lately, so I suppose now is as good at time as any to give it a go, haha.) Love Blossoms – November 27th, 2016 I never understood that… Continue reading Poems from an Aromantic Asexual
I’m sure everyone’s thought similarly before – those fantasy stories about being the chosen one or meeting people from other worlds are great, aren’t they? Wouldn’t it be enthralling to be a part of an adventure like that? That alone isn’t a particularly unusual line of thought. Everyone wants an adventure at some point or… Continue reading Relationship Goals
I do wonder if Aeolus will have managed to drag herself out of Osomatsu-san hell by the time this post goes up. Judging by her Tumblr, probably not, ahaha. In any case, it is with great enthusiasm and a tinge of anticipation that I introduce you all to yet another one of my talented friends. Some… Continue reading Introducing a Friend: Aeolus
((A lengthy poem inspired by a half-dream about the interactions between the Devil and a young girl who knows death all too well.)) I. “I can help you, if you’d like,” said the Devil to the girl In a garden filled with daffodils with dew strung up like pearls “Make with me a contract, and… Continue reading Poem: “The Devil and the Girl”
Edit March 15, 2016: I’ve made my peace with most of this. I’m leaving this up so I don’t have to write another post to replace it. If you’re a friend I introduced or plan to introduce on this blog, feel free to skip over this post. In fact, please do.
So today’s scheduled post was initially a Methods & Mediums about the hit musical Hamilton, but I’ve got a few things I need to get off my chest before that. If you’d rather wait for the M&M, check back on Wednesday, but this post is going to get a little personal.
What is there even to say about Ira – a lot, there’s a lot. For starters, the friend whom I’m dubbing Iramor on this blog is the person I consider to be my first friend, and without her knowing, she’s one of the biggest influences on who I am today. In fact, many of the virtues that others seem to see in me, I attribute to her.
As strange as it may sound, I believe that words hold power. Perhaps that’s because I am a writer, or maybe I am a writer because that’s what I believe. You might notice on this blog that I don’t use swears. It’s not necessarily because I think they’re bad, but because I believe they will… Continue reading My Friendship Philosophy
An introduction to my dear friend who also doubles as the primary editor for most of my writing projects.