Heartbreak is a collective.
If you only care about the links, scroll with abandon. Otherwise: what's good, haven't checked in since July! Naturally it feels like about a year. This summer put me through
James Simpkins on cynegetic violence and ontological policing in Gregoire Chamayou's Manhunts (2012).
Eventually a system will realize a possibility that reduces the subsequent number of possibilities, and so on, until there are no available possibilities that could have this effect.
Even if I could have known in advance how much I'd change, we'd all end up in the same places, saying the same lines.
Hey, it's been a minute. Happy summer! My past month was hectic. I'm slightly behind on, uhhhh... everything. Slightly! Could be worse! I've been getting way up in my head
Aster acts as her own sideshow, shimmying in fishnets, fur trim, and fringe. The real draw is her pair of immense, uneasy panthers.
There ya go, today's requisite batch of neuroses laid bare.
What's up with Aster 👀
That strange-eyed girl you met at the circus...
In the beginning the labyrinth was not the center of Wanderverse. Believe it or not, in those days Wanderverse had no center at all. But the man who would give it one had already been born.
No, the resemblance ain't a coincidence; true coincidences are exceedingly rare, you know. Honorable mentions for "venal," "vestigial," and "vessel." Oblique jokes aside, hello again! Recently published: I'm hosting a
You're about to enjoy the third installment of a CC0-licensed Wanderverse story written by Sam Wilson. But first! Read the previous chapters... A gnome, her assistant, and the Nanomancer's apprenticeDiversions