It's been so, so many months since I wrote anything on this puppy. Mostly because I'm so distracted with stuff. There's also the fact that a lot of you guys are my facebook friends, so I feel you know enough of my daily life.
But I'm still going to continue this.
I plan to do some future posts on my usual topics: anime, art, writing, etc.
For now, I just wanna say, I really miss writing. I haven't been keeping up on it too much, but I feel I am crawling out of my slump. So hopefully stuff will get updated and finished. Hopefully when life calms the heck down, Rhumba Writes Stuff can continue (though I'm thinking of starting a totally fresh group. we'll see)
Keep your fingers crossed that I get a job soon! I'm actually going out to apply today at a warehouse thing that does food distribution or something. Yah, I pay such close attention to detail it's scary.
I'm also thinking of adding my Larp notes to this blog, all the ones from facebook and any future stuff. I have two characters in play (Romulus and 3601) and a new character (Ksenija) coming into play soon. Costuming pictures!!!! ^^
I also have crafting projects in the works and coming up, so I'll be updating that as well.
My apologies for all the word vomit. Just wanted to get the ball rolling on this one.
Saturday, April 1, 2017
Wednesday, October 12, 2016
Quiet Pine Trees #2: Kill Me Please
"We all got one wish. Billions could fly. He got the recipe for room-temperature superconductivity. He wondered what was wrong with his soul."
T. R. Darling ~ Quiet Pine Trees
The lights burned.
Keeping to his shadowy corner, he tried to make out the different figures dancing in a cacophony of sound and silk, but with their howls of delight and mesmerizing twirls and poses, everything turned into one maddening blur.
He had to find Acey though. He had to.
Digging his fingernails into the brick of the wall, he felt he had something to cling to. Something solid. Before he ventured out into all this confusion.
Stay calm, he warned himself.
With a shuddering step, he entered the crowd.
Swept away by it, he soon lost all sense of direction and sense of himself.
He was a fish going against the tide. That is always a dangerous thing.
He risked being crushed by their antics.
"Why don't you dance?" came a voice in his ear. If not for the masquerade mask, a necessity for the festival, the owner of the voice would have seen his fear. His flinch at least was lost in all the movement about.
He looked up to see vicious rat eyes peering through the holes of a lion mask. The teeth were bared in what was an attempt at a grin, but with such a thing looming he couldn't help but quiver.
He swallowed the lump in his throat. "I am looking for my partner."
"Ah! How wonderful! Then enjoy the dance!" The lion masked creep spun away to be lost in the throng again.
He knew they were not real. Merely sentries for this strange place.
But Acey liked to come here. Liked to fill himself with as much Awaken as he could pump into his veins. Then he would lose himself in this mad world.
Then Acey would come to him sobbing and shaking and "Why does it hurt?" and "Make it stop!" and "It's too much for me!".
And even worse was that heart wrenching, soft, little whisper.
"Kill me please."
He didn't want to be here, but he had to find Acey.
It was always scary to watch Acey dance. When he did, he wasn't Acey anymore.
Through all the changes he witnessed in his friend, this was the most bizarre.
He moved mechanically. Like a robot. He couldn't control himself right. Spinning and twisting. Laughing hysterically. Tearing at other people. Their faces. Their clothes. Their masks. Their eyes. He would tear down some of the lights and wrap himself in their cords. He would spasm as if in a seizure. He would stop and just stare at things that weren't there.
He hated it when Acey danced.
But at least he could find Acey because of it.
His friend was standing in a throng of neon dresses and puffy white wigs and pastel parasols. Maidens in varied animal masks laughing and shouting and cackling mad. And he was patting their wigs as if they were soft animals on top of the girls' heads.
Then he dropped his hands and stared up beyond the reach of the sky.
He always wondered what Acey found up there.
Acey looked down and met his eyes and all he saw was terror.
He stepped forward, weaseling through the ladies, and grabbed his friend's arm.
"Let's go home, Acey."
The three girls froze and turned to him in rapt unison.
Mechanical. Like a robot.
"Why don't you dance?"
Their trio of voices echoed demonically in his ear, rattling his skull.
He forced cheerfulness into his voice. "We have a date to bake cookies together with lots of rainbow sprinkles!"
They snapped to ease. "Oh how lovely!" said one. "Have fun on your date!"
"Thank you for keeping my friend entertained!" he replied as jovially as he did not feel. Then he gripped Acey's arm tight and entered the fray once more.
Acey turned in his grip to hold his wrist tightly.
To save them both from drowning maybe.
Returned to their retreat in the old boxcar, he helped Acey inside and sat him down in a chair. Acey was limp as a ragdoll, perpetually melting into the seat, staring through the floor to the core of the Earth.
"Acey?" he murmured softly, pulling the mask off his friend's face.
Acey wouldn't respond.
"Acey? Come back please. I'm here. I love you. I want to help you."
Acey blinked and looked up, meeting his eyes. A wan smile cracked his face like stone. "I could see them." His voice broke, hoarse and agonized.
"I know," he replied, pulling Acey into an embrace. "It's ok."
Acey held on tight and wouldn't let go. It hurt. To be crushed in so much desperation. But he loved Acey and wouldn't let go either.
"Why couldn't I be smart like you? Or dumb like them? To fly, to have worlds of parties, to call toys out of thin air, immortality; or phasing through objects or telekinesis or infinite charisma. Why me? Why this?"
"Smart? I think I was rather dull."
"And I was the dumbest of them all."
"You don't have to walk this road alone, Acey."
"But I'm... I'm the only one..."
"No. No. I'm here." He pressed a palm to Acey's chest. "In your heart. So you can never be alone. And I'm also here. Right in front of you. Holding on."
Acey pulled away and rubbed the tears furiously from his eyes.
"Kill me please," came that soft, terrible whisper of a plea. "I don't want to see people's souls anymore."
Saturday, October 1, 2016
Quiet Pine Trees #1: Remember Humankind
“Alien myths told of human brutality. Braver civilizations invited us to their homeworlds as scarecrows. Primordial fear kept enemies at bay."
T. R. Darling ~ Quiet Pine Trees
Clear black night hung with stars, sucking away the gaze turned longingly towards them.
Cold was the air and cold were the bones of the old scarecrow slumped in its bonds.
From where did we come from? It wondered silently. If it had the power to open its thread-and-needle mouth, it would voice its lamentations. But who would hear?
Not the other ragdoll corpses sloughing in their rot.
Who decided for us that this was better than death? The scarecrow wondered silently.
If it could just widen the stapled gap between lid and lid and take in the world around it, the scarecrow wondered if it would see heaven or hell.
View limited, everything looked like hell.
Talons dug into its arm, making the scarecrow flinch. A loud peal of shrieking emenated and the wild beat of wings. Whatever fowl had been there was now scared away.
Scarecrow serving its purpose. Maybe.
It’s purpose could always be to die. Now there was a heavenly thought in hell indeed.
“We invited you!” the aliens said, sweetly, softly, sewing the scarecrow’s mouth.
“We saved you!” the aliens said, slowly, somberly, stapling the scarecrow’s eyes.
We conquered you and destroyed you and raped you and cheated you and sacrificed you.
The aliens said the human race was an abominable thing. Said they did nothing but conquer and destroy and rape and pillage and lie and cheat and kill and murder.
Said it all with every ounce of hypocrisy as they enacted such miseries to be the saviours.
The aliens laughed with their newfound toys, dancing gleefully like children at Christmas.
“Look at these wonderful things we have rescued away! Let us take these terrifying abominations and put them to good use!”
As freak shows as experiments as prisoners as monsters as scarecrows.
And so died humans.
So rose objects.
These new objects toiled away at their masters’ desires. Forgot themselves and loathed themselves. A murmuring mass all lowing the same lament: “we are the worst of all things and deserve nothing more than this existence as monsters.”
But the scarecrow remembered the human race.
Remembered it for its beauty. Remembered it for its ugliness. Each individual of that collective a spark burning bright in unity. A conflagration of souls, beautiful in its juxtaposed balanced of good and evil together. Every waking infant a realm of infinite possibilities and impossibilities, every dying elder a library of moments imprinted on the fabric of history. Infinite evil and darkness and horror coexisted with infinite good and light and pleasure.
And for this, the perfectly balanced life form ever conceived in the universe burned and sang and bled all over the gemstone homeworld it named Earth.
The aliens chose to remember its pain.
The scarecrow remembered its glory.
T. R. Darling ~ Quiet Pine Trees
Clear black night hung with stars, sucking away the gaze turned longingly towards them.
Cold was the air and cold were the bones of the old scarecrow slumped in its bonds.
From where did we come from? It wondered silently. If it had the power to open its thread-and-needle mouth, it would voice its lamentations. But who would hear?
Not the other ragdoll corpses sloughing in their rot.
Who decided for us that this was better than death? The scarecrow wondered silently.
If it could just widen the stapled gap between lid and lid and take in the world around it, the scarecrow wondered if it would see heaven or hell.
View limited, everything looked like hell.
Talons dug into its arm, making the scarecrow flinch. A loud peal of shrieking emenated and the wild beat of wings. Whatever fowl had been there was now scared away.
Scarecrow serving its purpose. Maybe.
It’s purpose could always be to die. Now there was a heavenly thought in hell indeed.
“We invited you!” the aliens said, sweetly, softly, sewing the scarecrow’s mouth.
“We saved you!” the aliens said, slowly, somberly, stapling the scarecrow’s eyes.
We conquered you and destroyed you and raped you and cheated you and sacrificed you.
The aliens said the human race was an abominable thing. Said they did nothing but conquer and destroy and rape and pillage and lie and cheat and kill and murder.
Said it all with every ounce of hypocrisy as they enacted such miseries to be the saviours.
The aliens laughed with their newfound toys, dancing gleefully like children at Christmas.
“Look at these wonderful things we have rescued away! Let us take these terrifying abominations and put them to good use!”
As freak shows as experiments as prisoners as monsters as scarecrows.
And so died humans.
So rose objects.
These new objects toiled away at their masters’ desires. Forgot themselves and loathed themselves. A murmuring mass all lowing the same lament: “we are the worst of all things and deserve nothing more than this existence as monsters.”
But the scarecrow remembered the human race.
Remembered it for its beauty. Remembered it for its ugliness. Each individual of that collective a spark burning bright in unity. A conflagration of souls, beautiful in its juxtaposed balanced of good and evil together. Every waking infant a realm of infinite possibilities and impossibilities, every dying elder a library of moments imprinted on the fabric of history. Infinite evil and darkness and horror coexisted with infinite good and light and pleasure.
And for this, the perfectly balanced life form ever conceived in the universe burned and sang and bled all over the gemstone homeworld it named Earth.
The aliens chose to remember its pain.
The scarecrow remembered its glory.
Sunday, May 22, 2016
All the World's a Stage
Or something. Just needed a fancy title. I don't do stage stuff, sorry.
WRITING
Nothing.
The end.
Okay, I've done a little teeny amount.
I have stuff and projects and things that I want to write so bad, but they are all on my laptop. Which apparently has a major fucking issue. Could be the charging port. Could be the damn logic board. Not gonna know till I send it in. First I have to rip everything off the hard drive. Then I can send it in and find out how expensive it will be to fix it. *sigh*
ALWAYS BACK UP YOUR SHIT, CHILDREN!!!
I started a sort of short little novel thing using google docs (gawd I love that program). It's called Polaris: the Cursed of Sarnath, and jsut like the title implies, it is a conjoined smash up of the H. P. Lovecraft's short stories "Polaris", "the Doom That Came to Sarnath", and "the Alchemist". It's more or less a sequel to "the Doom that came to Sarnath" and features the survivor of Sarnath's fall, Cantarella, wandering the world with his faithful bodygaurd as they search for a cure to his curse. It kinda has a Final Fantasy feel to it (at least that's my aim) cause at the time I read those stories I was watching Final Fantasy Brotherhood.
I also finally buckled down and wrote out stuff for my thriller The Collector, for any of you who heard me ramble about that one.
And I believe that is all the writing. Except for LARP backstory shenanigans, there really isn't anything else that I have been writing.
READING
I mentioned that I was going on a reading binge, but thanks to my new job, I don't really have time. Once I get adjusted to my new schedule, I hope to pick up reading again. Working through "Maximum Ice" so far as well as the Lovecraft collection. For the Lovecraft collection, I'm on "From Beyond", which chronologically is the 21st of his 100+ or so works.
I also learned that my collection does not contain EVERYTHING he wrote, which makes me sad, but oh well.
ROLEPLAY
I finally got around to making a blog pertaining to rp http://websiteprometheus.blogspot.com
Otherwise, I am slowly getting back into rping. It is slow...
CRAFTING
New projects of which I will post pictures soon!
WATCHING
------------------Rurouni Kenshin
Binge watching while I craft because why not. When I do crafting, I get too bored with just music in the background, so I turn to long, uncomplicated anime like this one for relief. That's how I got through re-watching Kuroko seasons 1 and 2. I am on episode 31 of the 95 episodes. Thankfully I have more crafting coming up so I can hopefully get through another big binge of them.
It's a good show. I prefer the dub to the sub. It happens.
=============Psycho Diver
Piece of shit anime.
Like it would have been better as a series with actual character development and more actual psycho diving. It was just very, very weak with a forced love plot and there was way more tell than show and it was just... ugh. I honestly can't believe some people call this anime good. It is horrible. And like, they say it's a "cyberpunk" but you would NEVER know that by watching it. It has no world building, character development, or anything just.... no.
Also why the hell did people call this anime violent? There were like, three scenes at best with blood in them and they weren't even that bad. Like really.
-----------------------Psycho Pass
I'm watching this, slowly, with a friend. It is interesting so far, but I'm not sure.... idk.
It looks good. I'm starting to get more and more into it. Probably need to watch it a second time so that I can absorb things better.
The theme songs are definitely awesome.
=============Infinite Stratos 2
Because reasons.
------------------------Parasyte
BEST ANIME EVER,
HIGHLY RECOMMEND.
HAVE NOT HAD FEELS LIKE THESE SINCE ATTACK ON TITAN.
THOSE ARE VERY SPECIFIC FEELS.
GO WATCH THIS.
IT IS SO AMAZING I CAN'T EVEN!!!!!!
==============Senyuu.
Amazing comedy. Super short episodes, like four minutes no joke. Love it to death. It's up there with Nozaki-kun and Bludgeoning Angel as one of my favorite comedies ever!
---------------Sunday Without God
Just started it. It looks SO promising. First two episodes and I was hooked. Animation is beautiful. The feels creep up on you. Starts out deceptively happy with an undertone of dun-dun-dun. Kinda like Gakkou Gurashi on the deception, but not that extreme.
IN SHORT, YOU SHOULD WATCH: Parasyte and Senyuu.
Those I haven't finished yet I don't recommend, because again, haven't finished them yet.
Also my friend yelled at me for blacklisting the second season of Code Geass, so guess what I'm watching next >.>
WRITING
Nothing.
The end.
Okay, I've done a little teeny amount.
I have stuff and projects and things that I want to write so bad, but they are all on my laptop. Which apparently has a major fucking issue. Could be the charging port. Could be the damn logic board. Not gonna know till I send it in. First I have to rip everything off the hard drive. Then I can send it in and find out how expensive it will be to fix it. *sigh*
ALWAYS BACK UP YOUR SHIT, CHILDREN!!!
I started a sort of short little novel thing using google docs (gawd I love that program). It's called Polaris: the Cursed of Sarnath, and jsut like the title implies, it is a conjoined smash up of the H. P. Lovecraft's short stories "Polaris", "the Doom That Came to Sarnath", and "the Alchemist". It's more or less a sequel to "the Doom that came to Sarnath" and features the survivor of Sarnath's fall, Cantarella, wandering the world with his faithful bodygaurd as they search for a cure to his curse. It kinda has a Final Fantasy feel to it (at least that's my aim) cause at the time I read those stories I was watching Final Fantasy Brotherhood.
I also finally buckled down and wrote out stuff for my thriller The Collector, for any of you who heard me ramble about that one.
And I believe that is all the writing. Except for LARP backstory shenanigans, there really isn't anything else that I have been writing.
READING
I mentioned that I was going on a reading binge, but thanks to my new job, I don't really have time. Once I get adjusted to my new schedule, I hope to pick up reading again. Working through "Maximum Ice" so far as well as the Lovecraft collection. For the Lovecraft collection, I'm on "From Beyond", which chronologically is the 21st of his 100+ or so works.
I also learned that my collection does not contain EVERYTHING he wrote, which makes me sad, but oh well.
ROLEPLAY
I finally got around to making a blog pertaining to rp http://websiteprometheus.blogspot.com
Otherwise, I am slowly getting back into rping. It is slow...
CRAFTING
New projects of which I will post pictures soon!
WATCHING
------------------Rurouni Kenshin
Binge watching while I craft because why not. When I do crafting, I get too bored with just music in the background, so I turn to long, uncomplicated anime like this one for relief. That's how I got through re-watching Kuroko seasons 1 and 2. I am on episode 31 of the 95 episodes. Thankfully I have more crafting coming up so I can hopefully get through another big binge of them.
It's a good show. I prefer the dub to the sub. It happens.
=============Psycho Diver
Piece of shit anime.
Like it would have been better as a series with actual character development and more actual psycho diving. It was just very, very weak with a forced love plot and there was way more tell than show and it was just... ugh. I honestly can't believe some people call this anime good. It is horrible. And like, they say it's a "cyberpunk" but you would NEVER know that by watching it. It has no world building, character development, or anything just.... no.
Also why the hell did people call this anime violent? There were like, three scenes at best with blood in them and they weren't even that bad. Like really.
-----------------------Psycho Pass
I'm watching this, slowly, with a friend. It is interesting so far, but I'm not sure.... idk.
It looks good. I'm starting to get more and more into it. Probably need to watch it a second time so that I can absorb things better.
The theme songs are definitely awesome.
=============Infinite Stratos 2
Because reasons.
------------------------Parasyte
BEST ANIME EVER,
HIGHLY RECOMMEND.
HAVE NOT HAD FEELS LIKE THESE SINCE ATTACK ON TITAN.
THOSE ARE VERY SPECIFIC FEELS.
GO WATCH THIS.
IT IS SO AMAZING I CAN'T EVEN!!!!!!
==============Senyuu.
Amazing comedy. Super short episodes, like four minutes no joke. Love it to death. It's up there with Nozaki-kun and Bludgeoning Angel as one of my favorite comedies ever!
---------------Sunday Without God
Just started it. It looks SO promising. First two episodes and I was hooked. Animation is beautiful. The feels creep up on you. Starts out deceptively happy with an undertone of dun-dun-dun. Kinda like Gakkou Gurashi on the deception, but not that extreme.
IN SHORT, YOU SHOULD WATCH: Parasyte and Senyuu.
Those I haven't finished yet I don't recommend, because again, haven't finished them yet.
Also my friend yelled at me for blacklisting the second season of Code Geass, so guess what I'm watching next >.>
Monday, May 9, 2016
Sunday, May 8, 2016
Writer's Frustra-Block!
There is no actual term in the writer's circle to describe this particular emotion. Maybe because not everyone goes through it. Maybe I'm the only one.
I tried calling it "Writer's Frustration", but that term popped up a bunch of articles related to "I'm not getting published". I don't have the qualifications to read those since, ya know, I'm not published. They don't apply to me. Calling this feeling "Writer's Block" usually turns up articles on finding creativity again. But this is not what it's about. I have Writer's Frustra-Block!
I'm so frustrated that I'm blocked. In writing :3
Someone give me the Nobel Name Come Up With Prize (coined by PeanutButterGamer).
Basically this feeling is where I HAVE creativity. I KNOW what I want to write. I want to write. I want to DO THE THINGS! WRITE ALL THE THINGS! I just can't. It's like when something really, REALLY is on the tip of your tongue, but it won't get the fuck off your tongue already. And so you sit there and get frustrated, and the more frustrated you are, the more your thoughts get jumbled and blood pressure rises. And that just makes you more frustrated because you really, really want to write. OMG! You're so excited! You have everything in place. Just type the damn thing! But your fingers just hover over the keyboard keys and your fingertips are aching to push down on those square buttons and your eyes strain at the white page with the endlessly blinking | that indicates where text is supposed to appear. But for SOME reason, you just can't make it happen!
This is what I'm going through. Writer's Frustra-Block.
And it sucks.
I tried calling it "Writer's Frustration", but that term popped up a bunch of articles related to "I'm not getting published". I don't have the qualifications to read those since, ya know, I'm not published. They don't apply to me. Calling this feeling "Writer's Block" usually turns up articles on finding creativity again. But this is not what it's about. I have Writer's Frustra-Block!
I'm so frustrated that I'm blocked. In writing :3
Someone give me the Nobel Name Come Up With Prize (coined by PeanutButterGamer).
Basically this feeling is where I HAVE creativity. I KNOW what I want to write. I want to write. I want to DO THE THINGS! WRITE ALL THE THINGS! I just can't. It's like when something really, REALLY is on the tip of your tongue, but it won't get the fuck off your tongue already. And so you sit there and get frustrated, and the more frustrated you are, the more your thoughts get jumbled and blood pressure rises. And that just makes you more frustrated because you really, really want to write. OMG! You're so excited! You have everything in place. Just type the damn thing! But your fingers just hover over the keyboard keys and your fingertips are aching to push down on those square buttons and your eyes strain at the white page with the endlessly blinking | that indicates where text is supposed to appear. But for SOME reason, you just can't make it happen!
This is what I'm going through. Writer's Frustra-Block.
And it sucks.
Wednesday, May 4, 2016
Days Gone By
This is a blog post. Not a very good one, but I need to post something. So here are some updates about what I'm reading and watching.
READING
Yes, I am reading! How magical.
No really. I have had my personal library stored in various boxes and inaccessible since October, and it was very depressing. But now I have my bookshelf set up and all my paperback babies out on display so I can finally READ again.
Back in So. Illinois, I had a deal with myself that instead of buying junk food, I would use that spending money from my job to buy books at the half-price bookstore instead. Some of them were gems, like "The Hallowed Hunt" by Lois McMaster Bujold or the first two books in the Charlie Bone series by Jenny Nimmo. But still, a lot of those fantasy paperbacks were only $3, so I splurged now and again on random titles that intrigued me. And now I'm finally going through my massive stacks of paperback fantasy stuff.
First and foremost, I am reading the COMPLETE works of H. P. Lovecraft. I binge read about ten stories a day, then take a break and turn to one of my fantasies. Currently my favorite Lovecraft stories are Polaris, the Cursed of Sarnath, the Outsider, The Case of Charles Dexter Ward, and At the Mountains of Madness. I'll add more as I read them, I'm sure. But so far, those are the favorites.
Now, for the fantasies, I have finished one and am halfway through a second. The first is called "Silver's Edge" by Anne Kelleher. It's pretty cool, being all about Celtic lore, the fae, the realm of Sidhe and man, and there is lots of political intrigue to be found within. It was pretty decent, I won't go too much into it. You can read the premise online. My main problem with it was that the ending was building up to this ermahgerd climax and then just sort of fizzled out into a hastily wrapped ending because "ermg, we need to make monies with a sequel". So I was not very happy with how that was handled. I'm sure the sequel is necessary. By the end of the book, there was still a LOT that needed to be done/answered, but she could have handled the first book's ending better.
Second one, the one I'm currently reading, is "Luck In the Shadows" by Lynn Flewelling. It's a story about spies and their encounter with magic. Or something. It's really a bigee when you're halfway through a book and there is no established plot. So far they just wander around, eating food, sleeping in inns, and listening to ENDLESS WORLDBUILDING..... ugh! I genuinely find the world intriguing. It's very rich and varied, and I would maybe like exploring it sometime, but the delivery is very... not good. Huge chunks are sprinkled throughout, and the characters drop these bizarre names of places, peoples, and historical figures at the drop of a hat to the point where I can't keep track of them all. And then there are also the random bombs they throw. See, the world was introduced as a very realistic one, for the most part. The strangest thing around seemed to be "oh yah, wizards exist". But while the characters are meandering around, they pass by a centaur. A friggin centaur. And they act like it's no big deal. I was like, "wait... a centaur? A real centaur? Omg. When did that get there? Those exist in this world?" It was really, really disturbing. And then it just kept happening... and it got annoying... really fast. Also, the lack of any real depth to the characters. I think they're ok in general, but there is no reason on earth why I want to care. I feel like the book wants me to care, but I have no reason to. UGH!
Ok, that was a bit of a rant. On to other things.
WATCHING
Anime.
Of course.
I'm not going to go on rants or big descriptions, I'm just going to tell you names and what to watch.
----------Noir
- Was... slow. Very slow. Pacing was awful. One of the most painful things I've ever sat through. Great story. Intriguing characters. Not-half-bad action. Just THE PACING!!!! D:
Would recommend for veterans.
----------Ookami Kakushi
- Think Higurashi but poorly done. Was interesting at the least, not as gory as I was hoping, and there was that weird pedophile-ish/rapey scene that really weirded me out until it was later explained but that didn't help much either. Ugh. Just go watch Higurashi.
Would not really recommend.
----------Akira
- Ermg, right in the feels. Futuristic powers out of control, sci fi elements, really well done. I loved it. No wonder it's a classic.
Would recommend, more for veterans, but everyone should give it a shot.
----------Angel Cop
- Rather boring. Both voice casts were mediocre. Characters were pretty 2D. Action wasn't interesting. Lots of senseless blood and gore. Not enough to be entertaining.
Would not recommend.
----------Future Diary
- Was very "meh" throughout, but the ending was gold. Very messed up, but in all the right ways. Yuno is the best yandere I've ever seen.
Would recommend.
----------Denpa Teki no Kanojo
- Short but perfect. Loved both episodes very much for how very DEEP they were. I loved the characters so much!
Would recommend!!!
----------Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun
- OMG! My favorite shoujo romance comedy ever. This one takes the cake! It was funny in all the right ways with very good taste in humor. The characters were SO 3D IT WAS TRIPPY! I loved all of them so much. The attention to each one of them was perfect! I loved the romance as well, and I'm very picky about my romance so that should say a lot.
WOULD RECOMMEND SO HARDCORE!!!!
----------Bludgeoning Angel Dokuro-chan
Best. Anime. Ever. Four episodes of absolute perfection.
WOULD RECOMMEND SO HARDCORE!
That's all for now. I'll talk about life or something next time.
READING
Yes, I am reading! How magical.
No really. I have had my personal library stored in various boxes and inaccessible since October, and it was very depressing. But now I have my bookshelf set up and all my paperback babies out on display so I can finally READ again.
Back in So. Illinois, I had a deal with myself that instead of buying junk food, I would use that spending money from my job to buy books at the half-price bookstore instead. Some of them were gems, like "The Hallowed Hunt" by Lois McMaster Bujold or the first two books in the Charlie Bone series by Jenny Nimmo. But still, a lot of those fantasy paperbacks were only $3, so I splurged now and again on random titles that intrigued me. And now I'm finally going through my massive stacks of paperback fantasy stuff.
First and foremost, I am reading the COMPLETE works of H. P. Lovecraft. I binge read about ten stories a day, then take a break and turn to one of my fantasies. Currently my favorite Lovecraft stories are Polaris, the Cursed of Sarnath, the Outsider, The Case of Charles Dexter Ward, and At the Mountains of Madness. I'll add more as I read them, I'm sure. But so far, those are the favorites.
Now, for the fantasies, I have finished one and am halfway through a second. The first is called "Silver's Edge" by Anne Kelleher. It's pretty cool, being all about Celtic lore, the fae, the realm of Sidhe and man, and there is lots of political intrigue to be found within. It was pretty decent, I won't go too much into it. You can read the premise online. My main problem with it was that the ending was building up to this ermahgerd climax and then just sort of fizzled out into a hastily wrapped ending because "ermg, we need to make monies with a sequel". So I was not very happy with how that was handled. I'm sure the sequel is necessary. By the end of the book, there was still a LOT that needed to be done/answered, but she could have handled the first book's ending better.
Second one, the one I'm currently reading, is "Luck In the Shadows" by Lynn Flewelling. It's a story about spies and their encounter with magic. Or something. It's really a bigee when you're halfway through a book and there is no established plot. So far they just wander around, eating food, sleeping in inns, and listening to ENDLESS WORLDBUILDING..... ugh! I genuinely find the world intriguing. It's very rich and varied, and I would maybe like exploring it sometime, but the delivery is very... not good. Huge chunks are sprinkled throughout, and the characters drop these bizarre names of places, peoples, and historical figures at the drop of a hat to the point where I can't keep track of them all. And then there are also the random bombs they throw. See, the world was introduced as a very realistic one, for the most part. The strangest thing around seemed to be "oh yah, wizards exist". But while the characters are meandering around, they pass by a centaur. A friggin centaur. And they act like it's no big deal. I was like, "wait... a centaur? A real centaur? Omg. When did that get there? Those exist in this world?" It was really, really disturbing. And then it just kept happening... and it got annoying... really fast. Also, the lack of any real depth to the characters. I think they're ok in general, but there is no reason on earth why I want to care. I feel like the book wants me to care, but I have no reason to. UGH!
Ok, that was a bit of a rant. On to other things.
WATCHING
Anime.
Of course.
I'm not going to go on rants or big descriptions, I'm just going to tell you names and what to watch.
----------Noir
- Was... slow. Very slow. Pacing was awful. One of the most painful things I've ever sat through. Great story. Intriguing characters. Not-half-bad action. Just THE PACING!!!! D:
Would recommend for veterans.
----------Ookami Kakushi
- Think Higurashi but poorly done. Was interesting at the least, not as gory as I was hoping, and there was that weird pedophile-ish/rapey scene that really weirded me out until it was later explained but that didn't help much either. Ugh. Just go watch Higurashi.
Would not really recommend.
----------Akira
- Ermg, right in the feels. Futuristic powers out of control, sci fi elements, really well done. I loved it. No wonder it's a classic.
Would recommend, more for veterans, but everyone should give it a shot.
----------Angel Cop
- Rather boring. Both voice casts were mediocre. Characters were pretty 2D. Action wasn't interesting. Lots of senseless blood and gore. Not enough to be entertaining.
Would not recommend.
----------Future Diary
- Was very "meh" throughout, but the ending was gold. Very messed up, but in all the right ways. Yuno is the best yandere I've ever seen.
Would recommend.
----------Denpa Teki no Kanojo
- Short but perfect. Loved both episodes very much for how very DEEP they were. I loved the characters so much!
Would recommend!!!
----------Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun
- OMG! My favorite shoujo romance comedy ever. This one takes the cake! It was funny in all the right ways with very good taste in humor. The characters were SO 3D IT WAS TRIPPY! I loved all of them so much. The attention to each one of them was perfect! I loved the romance as well, and I'm very picky about my romance so that should say a lot.
WOULD RECOMMEND SO HARDCORE!!!!
----------Bludgeoning Angel Dokuro-chan
Best. Anime. Ever. Four episodes of absolute perfection.
WOULD RECOMMEND SO HARDCORE!
That's all for now. I'll talk about life or something next time.
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