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Devastated that punky goth brats are now a significant percentage of my type. Why couldn’t I be into insurance middle managers or something. God is truly testing me.

The weather is gorgeous today (the day I requested to move on) but the company moved my move to tomorrow because I indicated I was flexible and now there’s going to be FREEZING RAIN during my move. I want to kill myself.

Moving is just constantly finding more things you own that need to go into boxes AHHH

This is what it’s like living with me

warmth

Cat shapes!!

I’m so bored of packing moving boxes 😭

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If you are queer, and still hold to some faith Of whatsoever christian sect, then I Have no desire to undermine with doubt What must remain a precious source of strength, And must have been most difficult to keep. So please do not regard what I must say As aimed at you in any sense or way. If you are straight and christian, then the work Of grappling with this doubt is all on you. I do not care what soul-dark nights you search. I will not lift the first finger thereto.

I was taught, all my life, that God was love, So loved the world He gave His Only Son, Infinite, Inexhaustible, and pure. I was told, also, that He hates me: not Me in particular, for those who taught This catechism knew not I was gay, But that He hated those I could not help But one day come to count myself among. Of course there were a thousand actuallys. I haven't searched them all, but I have searched Enough of them to call them all dead ends. They all boil down to: “God does not hate you He only hates the part of you we hate! He only hates whatever part of you Without which you are not yourself! If you Would only not be you, but someone else Who we imagine that you should have been, Why then, you would receive the love of God!" But rationalizations are worth naught. There's not a one of us who does not know The contradiction cannot be sidestepped. They claim God does not hate us. And they act As if God hates us. What to do with that?

Perhaps God hates us. Very well, what then? Why, very little. If God's as they say: Omnipotent, Eternal, in control Of all there is to all the universe The same way that a writer weaves the ways Of fate and freedom for his characters Then what is there for us to do? We are As fully foredoomed as would satisfy The loftiest of Calvin's self-regards. What purpose, then, to worship such a god? No prayers will change that I am gay. I tried For score and sixfold years. Nor no more will The finite prayers of finite mortals weigh For anything against infinite hate. If I were God, and there were some I loathed Why, prayers from them would likewise loathsome be. A word of dear affection that from one You love is sweet and precious, does turn rank And vile when it is sent by one you hate. So in this case, it would be for the best To live as do the beasts that perish. Love As long as I am able. And at last Face God and walk me backward into hell.

Perhaps the contrary is true, and God Does not hate us. What happens to the claim That those who us have persecuted sore— For there is no one point of christian thought More durable, more unanimous than Their phobia, it is the legacy Their faith has left on world history— Do love Him, that they His commandments keep? Is not the point of christianity That those who live it faithfully become Like God? Like sons of God? What sons are these Who hate what God their Father hateth not? For if God does not hate us, then the faith That follows Him seems plainly not to work. What purpose, then, to keep to such a faith? To congregate with those who, if they saw My true face, would it excommunicate? Far better, then, to strike out to the wilds That they call 'hell,' by which they mean 'the place That lies outside our walls, and must therefore Be all the same, and nothing but torment' And go whatever way I find me there.

To put it more accurately: if christians were right about what their god wants, and if being a Christian is about doing that, then practicing Christianity was simply and provably not working, because they claim their god doesn't hate LGBTQ+ people and then act as if he does.
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I despise these takes because if you haven’t noticed, silicon chips have already got pretty good at piloting drone bombs, and they’re considerably cheaper to produce and maintain than neurons. Why don’t we solve some real problems instead of wanking ourselves off to imagined ones

Oh yeah that’s the good stuff

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I’ve definitely had scenes like that. I actually wrote one as a screenplay then converted it to prose lol 🥴

That is a financially savvy move, as one might expect from a noble coyote such as yourself, who is simply bringing a better word per dollar reading experience to your earnest and loving fans. True joy is maximizing the weight of ink on paper. Go forth, dear Coyote, and sell your books by the yard.

When I write fixtion, I feel more like i’m writing an argument rather than a story? I want the story to feel fluid and nice to read, but each paragraph is there to serve an argumentative point almost. Probably because my primary writing background has been scientific writing.

I think people work in different ways. My approach to anything creative has always been analytical and structural. Other people I know have a talent for just feeling it out that feels very alien to my mind, but it’s a joy to behold.

I bring this up because I read a post by Kyell Gold saying how much he enjoys writing dialogue, and after that I noticed how alive his dialogue truly is. Even his more reserved characters talk a good deal, but in ways that still feel pared back. It’s cool!

Interesting! There have definitely been scenes for me that cantered around dialogue, and found it was easiest to handle if I just dumped all the dialogue down into a script, filled in the prose, then stripped away excess dialogue.

The more I write, the more a pattern emerges: I write very sparse dialogue.

I think, reading stuff back, i’m generally very interested in trying to convey what is not said, or left unsaid, rather than what is said.

I’d be interested to know: do you feel like you’re a “talky” writer, or not? Why?

Happy International Woman’s Day to all the lovely ladies in my life. I love you all, and i’m very thankful to have you all in my life 🖤

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I love eating stew. I think we can help one another out.

Mornin' (its 1AM)

The Melancholy Blue of Turning a Blind Eye

My roommate’s dad is staying with us (why a 30yr old man needs his dad to fly over here to help him pack for an international move is a mystery to me) and all i’ve seen them eat for 5 days is various forms of jello, blancmange (milk-jello), and ham sandwiches. Germans, man.

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