So I just stained some anhydrous silica beads with methylene blue by accident. Now to see if they work as a reproducible indicator.

I volunteer to read any drafts you need read!

A book of several books.

I want to write for me. I want to write the novels I would want to read. The plots I would want to be part of and the ones I would be desperate to escape. The characters I would want to hate or be friends with, and I would love to try writing their unique experiences. A collection of short stories. Relatively minute projects. Nothing huge or taxing that I would be in any way tempted to abandon in favour of other pursuits, but nevertheless things I could walk away from as they tire, and come back to with a fresh bit of experience.

Little gems that could pile high to the sky. Complete in their length, yet satisfying in their concision.

A huge range of stories and settings, but with common themes. Possibly an actual in-story artifact. Probably all quite dark.

Excellent book. Read it last summer. All the feels. All the tears. It’s great because in being an epistolic novel it feels so private between you and the characters. I absolutely adore Charlie and Sam, and Patrick’s tale really drew me in to the point where every night as I was drifting off, I would start to daydream parts of it and talk with him as if I were another friend of his that never met Charlie and thus never really got written into the novel.

Yeah, I really get into stories. I get very emotionally invested in people that don’t really exist.

The trailer for the movie really looks promising as an adaptation. I think they might do the characters some justice, though of course you can’t directly compare the different media like that. One thing I WILL say despite that, is that I in some ways cannot believe the thing about “I feel infinite” appears to have altered and on top of that has been put in the trailer. It was actually a very private moment where Charlie was instantly elevated to the state of perfect demigod in my head, and my heart bled until I had nothing left to bleed. Sat numb in a literary lake of my own bloody bliss, I stood up in the back of the truck and did the Sam thing. On a technical level though, it’s a film adaptation and that line baits the fish-hook on the ending to the trailer.

Cannot wait.

“It’s an alcoholic, chocolate based sleep aid. It’s banned in most european countries, so that means it’s really good.”

A beautiful animated short film by The Brothers McLeod. A brave little girl must defeat an evil sorceress with the aid of a small bird, made of living moonlight.

Crying actual tears of sadness and joy. It was drawn brilliantly in monochrome crayon.

Never again will I underestimate the wax crayon as a drawing medium.