i wish
to be a small kitten in the pines 🌲
Re: my Bennuma Crossing story
(which btw has a new update, section 2.2 posted (aka chapter 2, second part)
Intro:
Assuming that a fair proportion of followers to this blog are actually followers of The Crossing story ( @bennuma-crossing ) ...and that no one has bothered to follow that blog because they are following this one instead, because I tend to make posts here when I update that story, and random comments or whatever else (including unrelated things) goes in here so that I won't clutter up that blog...
(I could be wrong, but otherwise I have no clue why anyone at all actually follows this blog)
The Question:
Would people reading The Crossing prefer if I post relatively short story sections, in order to attempt to post more frequently? Or, do people prefer to have long sections to read, even if it means they are posted less frequently?
Please reply via comments, choosing one or more of the following multiple choice answers:
"please post more frequently, even if they are short sections"
"please post long sections, even if they are infrequent"
"I choose to write some other kind of comment for some reason"
"What are you even talking about? What is this blog anyway?"
klmklfnvjuiawehbn CSNzvzfzevoivwakpo zlk vcn dv (translation: "I am a cat." )
hypothetically... if I self-identify as reclusive, and actually start telling people that and own the fact that is part of who I am and suggest that people should accept it as 'normal' for me...
...then am I, in fact, going INTO a 'recluse' closet, rather than coming 'out' of one?
Basically, am I more of a "closet recluse" if I am 'in' the closet about it, or out of it?
(I'm really the same me either way, so I guess that's what matters most.)
Anyway, it just strikes me as funny, the way the semantics look to me in a visually-interpolated way. Wouldn't a closet recluse be someone who pretends not to be, and thus is not hiding in a closet? On the other hand, owning it can be like hiding in a closet, asking people not to open the door?
ok, bye bye (for now)
To everyone: please do not use my "asks" or any other way of messaging or mentioning me, in order to ask me to donate to you, or to help promote your donation requests.
1. If you genuinely need help and are not involved in a scam, I wish you all the best and pray that you can find real help, even if it isn't what you expect. HOWEVER...
2. I cannot reblog or otherwise promote any fundraising requests without first researching each and every single one, to determine not only whether the request is legitimate, but also whether or not a person requesting aid is using a legitimate site and not one that may be scamming them. I currently am mentally and emotionally unable to put in the time and effort required for such research, so therefore I can neither validate nor recommend any fundraising efforts from anyone.
3. I personally am unable to donate to anybody, because I simply do not have money. I myself am destitute and in need of funds. I cannot in good conscience attempt to compete with all the people who are simply asking for donations, but one day maybe if people wish to help support my writing, I hope to earn enough with it to get by.
Please don't anyone hold this against me; it doesn't mean that I don't care, and it does not mean that I think everyone is scamming, and it does not mean I am against people trying to raise funds for their families or other causes. I'm just stating what my limits currently are, and why it is wasted effort for anyone to ask me to donate or to help them promote their fundraising.
Have posted next section of my current WIP novel, section 2.3
If interested, that blog is @bennuma-crossing
Have a lovely week.
(see @bennuma-crossing for most recent and all previous sections of the story, skip pinned intro post if desired)
Starting chapter 3 of my WIP-titled story "The Crossing" ...about a camp of people who fled a bronze-age equivalent war zone in a magic-deprived portion of a fantasy world, who come across a traveler from a different (magic-rich) part of the world, who shows up and helps the people from the camp when they need it most, only asking to travel with them in return.
Who is this stranger, where did she come from, and what is her real objective? How will they find a new home where they can live in peace and safety, and what part will be played by the (arguably) most broken man in the camp?
(note: though originally intended to be an adventure story, future chapters may contain a love story, but rest assured I will be keeping it SFW)
also, if anyone happens to prefer blogspot format for reading long posts, you can find the same story on my blog here:
Drawing a fluffy kitten with an allergy to rodents... it was fun looking at pics and vids of tons of sneezing kittens to try to figure out how to draw the face, haha. Hoping it looks OK, but since I inked the lines already I guess I won't be changing them again unless I edit later digitally. (Sketched with a mechanical pencil then inked with a Pitt artist pen, XS) I kinda goofed the little rodent front paw, should've sketched it out more carefully before inking lines. Maybe I'll be editing that later on... probably...
Join the Jeff Jeff fan club, because Jeffrey is an adorably photogenic kitty!
JEFF