Lio's Builds & Rambles

On other news, my earrings are fine and safely returned to me, and the slug is back on the grass to live happily its life.
Wish I could say the same about mine.
6/6

Blaming randomness will never bring you what you truly want, but seeing what are consequences may bring you much clarity in your life.
Or so I think anyway. Whatever. Today isn't a good day, and rambling about randomness may yet be the only way to cope I still have and can do.
5/6

Either you lack the distance to see what is going on, or you don't have the time to really look deeper.
It's not necessarily important to make the difference between the two when the stakes are lows. But when the cost gets higher...
4/6

Is this important? Not really. Should I really make a full entry of only this? Probably not. Will I? Yes.
Consequences and randomness are tied. Which one is which is only something you can see after the facts since, when you're living the events.
3/6

Losing my earrings in the grass was one thing, finding a slug in my shoe another altogether. Yet both events were tied in how the latest was both a consequence of walking into the grass and going back to look for what I lost, which meant putting back my shoe and finding said slug.
2/6

Journal entry 3: Today isn't a good day.

Tired and aching, today was both enlightening by the reading I did, but also a lesson in patience with myself (not tiring myself out more than I already was) but also on how to deal with the consequences of the tiredness and the random events of life.
1/6

I've learned so many languages, so how did English win the contest of "most annoying"?
Look, all the others are complex, and English isn't the hardest. Yet it trips me up without warning.
Though/Thought/ Through?
Appraise/Apprise? Pored/Poured? Buttress? Hullabaloo? Please, why are you like this

It's all natural and happens in any type of infrastructure, really, but a house multiplies that because you live in it, even if it's only for a day.
It's charming or beautiful and comfortable. Or it's disturbing or just very scary! Who knows what you feel? But you do feel the soul of the house.
3/3

Good or bad or just what it is, there’s always something: the scent in the air, the way the corners collect dust or light. A house can be cluttered or bare, loud with colour or with fading paint. Or it is in how the house cracks, the walls shift ever so slightly, or the roof groans...
2/3

Journal entry 2: houses.

Each house have, in their own way, some sort of soul. Not a real one per se, no sentience, but they reflect their owners or the history that have made them, little pieces at a time. There's history and a sort of legacy. Not all, but even that tells a story of its own.
1/3

I love writing. I do. Though, I heavily dislike the sentence I'm stuck on right now. And the whole paragraph it's in.

It really should be earlier in the chapter, but damn if I know how to add it there when I'm more than happy with said chapter.
Oh well, that's a future me problem.
#writingProblems

Aetheren,Travel journal, Entry 1:

Cobblestone paved in a mosaic way, with distinctive patterns.

Little walls and plants are used to make paths, parks, and separating houses.

Houses made of local stones but with colours dye (grinded plants, stones?)with a primary colour depending on the village.

The fact that my characters managed to surprise me at least once per scene I include them in, tell you how happy they are about said consequences. Oops. Oh well, I'm sure it will be fine... yeah, who am I kidding? My characters will stage a revolt at this rate.
#writingProblems

The Aetherian Codex might be a weather phenomenon, or a library, or a weapon, or even a prison.
Ask 3 scholars, get 4 answers, and none of them are right.
To be fair, not even the creators of the Codex know what it really is, and they were gods.
I'm sure this will have no consequences at all.

No regret at all about that one, but it sure is funny in retrospect cause not only did it fix plot holes, but it also made more sense for the setting.
So thank you to my little Archivist who refused to be anything else than themself. You're an icon.

That one moment when you're creating a character and the only thing you know at 300% is how they don't conform to any of our genders norm... so now you're building a fantasy world gender system just for them.

My main character: Why am I having *soup* for breakfast, and for every meal in this inn?
Me: Because it was the only word for food I had in my head at the time. Now shut up and eat.
#writing #WordsAreHard

So... that means I can make mine even taller just for fun. Good to know!
I love having one rule for my worldbuilding: "If it seems too much, it's probably not enough."

In Aetheren, mortals have secondary lungs. You can cough out ash, water, or keep a reserve of oxygen. Basically like an appendix for the lungs that works.
And yes, someone abused that to try climbing a 20,000m peak... just because

Is making a mountain 20.000m high too much? No. No, that may yet be my most reasonable idea of the day.

There's nothing like writing random notes about the lack of oxygen at the top of mountains and, suddenly, having 4 pages of notes on how to make it worse, tsunamis, and a desert plant boiling and freezing in a day/night cycle.