The Things I CarryThe things I carry generally depend on the seasons of the year. One thing that manages to stay however, are the worries, anxiety, and stress that cloud my better judgment. It is the nastiest thing I carry, almost as bad as the plague.The Things I Carry by Char739
In autumn, anxieties such as if my teachers will like me or not, or if the classes will become too difficult for me. Yet, during autumn, hopes and joys shine through, like the excitement of being able to see my friends again after so long. With a heavy backpack full of binders and the smell of new pens, I trek further into the year.
As autumn turns to winter, I begin to develop one sort of difficulty or another with my day to day life. Classes like math and science become more stressful as the year progresses. Chemistry is not as manageable as Biology, for certain reactions could only occur on the third Wednesday in October under a glowing blue moon. My mind becomes clouded and muddied with information dumps, with no index to sort said dat
A Mere RantIt breaks my heart to come to a site of creativity and expanding skill just to come across shameless acts of Mary-Sue-ism. There is a difference in creating an actual feeling, breathing character and a mere skin to put on. My lovely deviants, why do you lower yourself to copy pasting ideas over and over and over again? I know you to be so much better than that, far more creative than that! Your mind is a sea of imagination and wonder, which is what I have come to love and cherish within you humans, and all you can come up with is a photocopy of an already thought of character?A Mere Rant by lehstar
My sweet dears, there is no need for such blatant disregard for your own intelligence.
There are so many more colorful beautiful words to put towards your OCs, so much more than another white hoodie, another crazed killer, another boogie man that goes bump in the night. It's alright drawing or writing gender bent characters or silly situation or brooding stories, but your OC is a gift to the world. It is an
Wowza. It doesn't seem like that long. I'm feeling quite old >.>
So It's been a while since I've been here, and I apologize. I have been working on some projects that will be uploaded in the future, I just ask you be patient is all~
I have at least one finished art project (Realistic Alucard from Hellsing done in Oil paint) and a short story that has all sorts of morals and fun things like that. I had also begun a project of a collection of 26 short stories, but I decided that instead of posting them here, I will publish them in Ebook format once that time comes. Hell I might make some money off of it.
I have also been working off and on on Serial Remains. I decided that I will write the whole story before any sort of drawing/voice overs are done for the sake of having no continuity issues that may rise and would become too late to fix. (That sentence makes no sense but I'm too lazy to fix it right now)
I hope you all will enjoy my artwork after the long wait I have put you all through. I am not dead, but I'm always lurking
Talk to you all soon~