Elena

I know it’s difficult right now, but I insist that you seek and enjoy beautiful things, even if it seems frivolous or irresponsible in the face of overwhelming horror. I want you to feed yourself artistically, spiritually, and literally, because you can’t Do The Work when you’re starving.

Absolutely hate how aggressive Adobe's cancellation policy is - and it didn't matter how close I came to the renewal period before, they'd still charge me to cancel.

As soon as I can afford to cancel (what a sentence), I'm not looking back.

Lewis has no right looking this snazzy

New hair who dis

Bonefields By Jay Hulme When you die, they say, we'll know who you truly were; vultures of morality, picking us out of ourselves. Perverse sky burial, bodies stretched out on sky towers of hatred. No ritual in this but the pain. This will not be how it ends. I refuse my uncreation. These wings become me; this splintering holds me. My marrow returns to the sky, the earth, the creation from whence I came. They say once, my atoms were birds; they become so again. They say stars. I say vultures. When we lay down together in the bone fields of despair you must tell me: how can you fear an ending that's the same as where you began?

I am often to be found caring for the unknown dead, who emerge, shattered, from their ancient and forgotten graves. Collecting them, burying them, praying them back to their rest. It makes me think, sometimes, of the transphobic refrain that in a thousand years our bones will somehow betray us.

Did you mean the parts you found easy was because I did them? 😉

I felt like that when I first went to Uni just at 23 years old. BABIES. and I was a baby amongst babies!

a man in a suit and tie is saying it does n't feel good ALT: a man in a suit and tie is saying it does n't feel good

Not me realising that I am ensuring that there ARE grammatical and informal language used sparingly in job applications, so I don't get accused of using AI to write them. Not sure how I feel about this.

oh nooo :( just as I'd finished the game as well

Getting stuck while we're writing is a feature, not a bug. It's the point of the exercise. It's what happens when we are trying to express something we have not expressed before. That friction forces us to make the tools we need to understand and express it. Getting stuck is how we make meaning.

Finding it really hard these days to stay motivated with any career - often feels the moment I'm settled and on the right path something comes along to upend it all. Just... really tired.

Starting to have lots of thoughts about #photography and #LARP photography in particular. Would people be interested in some blogging around it?

Me: *spots this book in library I'm working at*
Me: "Huh. Seems timely. Let's see when it was printed."
Me: *checks print date*
Print date: 2 0 0 9
Oh hun. Oh my sweet, summer child.

I doubt it's the biggest, but that poop is on display at the Jorvik Viking Centre in York and do definitely rec a visit!

That's so cute though 🥰 Would absolutely accept this business card even from an adult.

People throwing around the term 'woke' is such a pet peeve of mine. Like,,, what do you even mean by that? Do you even know what you mean? Tempted to play dumb next time I hear it in my vicinity.

Finally got around to deleting my account on X. It's all here now, baby.

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OK, I'm going to take the like as a yes.

So, to be clear, this thread hits on three things - dealing with worry, dealing with feeling helpless, and focusing on limited available paths to productively help. Maybe some of this stuff will work for you - all I can say for sure is that it has helped me.

How can it possibly still be January?

Every time I go on X/Twitter through my work account for various reasons, less and less and less I see accounts we follow, and more I see right-wing posts pushed onto the feed, stoking conspiracy and propaganda. I feel gross everytime I come off it.

I wrote a poem I'm pretty proud of? bsky.app/profile/elez...

A square graphic with a grey background and the following poem written: January There is something Oppressive About the state of things, Drizzle clouds our vision, dampens our skin and hair and fingers Prints of muddied soles on tiled floors, because despite the best attempts of this forsaken January We persist the day, catching buses, feeding children, switching on the light Because despite the nature of things we persist Not retreating in the warmth, a luxury for those best left ignorant But standing by the light, understanding that whatever is pushed back by it cannot last forever Because despite the nature of things, on this unjust January day, where rain and sun fall on righteousness and none; Our nature is to persist, through the rain, the fog, the pressing of it all, We Persist. by e.walker

Written 20.1.25.

No Bill Gates, however!

My partner keeps picking things up lately as well - though he's a little more susceptible because he's recovering from Burnout. It feels like a constant barrage for illness at the moment all around though!

Spent my first whole day as a (temp) library assistant. I always wind back up in them.

Might be how they were fundamentally sanctuaries for me as a child in a broken home, with supportive adults who listened and encouraged me.

All this to say: Libraries are so, so important.

Phase in her ghilan’nain costume just standing there

This picture makes me look like ghilan’nain was just dropped off for her first day at school

#dragonage #datv

A graph of daylight for Dec 21st in the UK Night: 00:00 - 06:05 17:59 - 00:00 Total:12:06 Astronomical Twilight: 06:05 - 06:47 17:17 - 17:59 Total:01:24 Nautical Twilight: 06:47 - 07:31 16:33 - 17:17 Total:01:29 Civil Twilight: 07:31 - 08:13 15:51 - 16:33 Total:01:24 Daylight: 08:13 - 15:51 Total:07:38

A daylight graph for jun 21st 2025 in the UK Night: Not for this day Total:00:00 Astronomical Twilight: 00:00 - 02:25 23:47 - 00:00 Total:02:38 Nautical Twilight: 02:25 - 03:50 22:22 - 23:47 Total:02:49 Civil Twilight: 03:50 - 04:40 21:32 - 22:22 Total:01:41 Daylight: 04:40 - 21:32 Total:16:51

As we begin to crawl out of the long nights I remember the consternation from people in the USA when I tried to explain that the UK is so far north that in winter the sun sets at 4pm and we get only seven and a half to eight hours of day, but in the summer our days are so long we dont get full night

5 tongue-in-cheek game writing exercises that are a more realistic representation of what most game writers do (in my experience) than a branching dialog tree:

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