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So there's this masquerade church dance that's coming up, and I'm considering just going in full plague doctor gear. I don't think my mom will let me, but it's fun to dream, right? I can just imagine it now, walking on to the dance floor, dragging a body behind me, screaming 'the plague is coming, the plague is coming!'. All the people, running in terror as I swish my floor length leather skirt. Laughing manically as I throw leeches at people. Sighhh...
(Seriously though, google plague doctor outfits. They're so cool.)
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Just discovered I have more posts than @Cinnamon. Today is a good day
(even if I have, like, 1/5 of the rep)
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I barely notice my post count anymore
Perhaps because I'm not as active
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ALRIGHT NERDS
i did it
i mixed
the song
nowe
i go write lyrics
i
i did it
yippee
here have the instrumental
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That's awesome!
The chords give me Hans Zimmer vibes
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I’m terrified.
Of being alone.
I have no choice. I’m also not supposed to be like this. I don’t understand.
I’m out of time.
Okay, something happy.
I have a cello recital next Sunday. I also have a couple of concerts coming up, and some performances I’m going to see. I’m pretty excited.
Can we get Steve banned from the Smash Ultimate competitive scene? Please?
Thanks for listening, everybody.
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I’m terrified.
Of being alone.
I have no choice. I’m also not supposed to be like this. I don’t understand.
I’m out of time.
Okay, something happy.
I have a cello recital next Sunday. I also have a couple of concerts coming up, and some performances I’m going to see. I’m pretty excited.
Can we get Steve banned from the Smash Ultimate competitive scene? Please?
Thanks for listening, everybody.
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I’m terrified.
Of being alone.
I have no choice. I’m also not supposed to be like this. I don’t understand.
I’m out of time.
Okay, something happy.
I have a cello recital next Sunday. I also have a couple of concerts coming up, and some performances I’m going to see. I’m pretty excited.
Can we get Steve banned from the Smash Ultimate competitive scene? Please?
Thanks for listening, everybody.
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GUYS
MY FINAL FINAL IS TOMORROW
ITS THE LAST EXAM I WILL EVER GIVE IN THIS SCHOOL
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I DONT KNOW WHAT IM FEELING
13 YEARS IN THIS PLACE
ALL THOSE YEARS GONE LIKE THAT
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So on Brandon’s podcast with Dan Wells, they took this personality quiz that rates your personality with 2000 fictional characters, and after listening I did it myself. There really wasn’t anything worth commenting on— I don’t know most of the characters near the top of my list anyway— until I scrolled to the very bottom.
1999/2000, Mat Cauthon, 13% match
It’s totally true, but it cracked me up. Like, I matched better with Lord Voldemort.
Soooo don’t take my username too seriously xD
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I'm upset, flabbergasted, and quite annoyed.
So, if you guys didn't know, WIRED did a profile on Brandon Sanderson. Last year, Brandon invited the reporter into his home, showed him the company, his lifestyle, and how he writes, and was extremely open with him. The article is ruthless and in my opinion unnecessarily cruel to Sanderson. It mocks his religion, his community, the way he dresses, his family, his writing, people at conventions, and even the way his son eats...like storming what! It makes me pretty upset.
Anyway DONT look up the article cause it gives the article more clicks/revenue—if you want a good summary check out Daniel Greene's Video
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I mean, I get it if you don't like a person or their writing, but writing a condescending and elitist 4000 word essay about it seems unnecessary.
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Actually yes it is what he's saying not just the tone.
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I'm upset, flabbergasted, and quite annoyed.
So, if you guys didn't know, WIRED did a profile on Brandon Sanderson. Last year, Brandon invited the reporter into his home, showed him the company, his lifestyle, and how he writes, and was extremely open with him. The article is ruthless and in my opinion unnecessarily cruel to Sanderson. It mocks his religion, his community, the way he dresses, his family, his writing, people at conventions, and even the way his son eats...like storming what! It makes me pretty upset.
Anyway DONT look up the article cause it gives the article more clicks/revenue—if you want a good summary check out Daniel Greene's Video
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I mean, I get it if you don't like a person or their writing, but writing a condescending and elitist 4000 word essay about it seems unnecessary.
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I hadn't even heard about that
It kinda makes me upset, but at the same time, i understand it. His life probably seems weird to an outsider (I know mine would). Oh well.
It's not so much what the author is saying for me, it's the tone.
Here's a quote
QuoteHe sits across from me in an empty restaurant, kind of lordly and sure of his insights, in a graphic T-shirt and ill-fitting blazer, which he says he wears because it makes him look professorial. It doesn’t. He isn’t. Unless the word means only: believing everything you say is worth saying. Sanderson talks a lot, but almost none of it is usable, quotable. I begin to think, This is what I drove all the way from San Francisco to the suburbs of Salt Lake City in the freezing-cold dead of winter for? For previously frozen dim sum and freeze-dried conversation? This must be why nobody writes about Brandon Sanderson.
So, recklessly, I say what’s on my mind. I have to. His wife is there, his biggest fan, always his first reader, making polite comments; I don’t care. Maybe nobody writes about you, I say to Sanderson, because you don’t write very well.
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I'm upset, flabbergasted, and quite annoyed.
So, if you guys didn't know, WIRED did a profile on Brandon Sanderson. Last year, Brandon invited the reporter into his home, showed him the company, his lifestyle, and how he writes, and was extremely open with him. The article is ruthless and in my opinion unnecessarily cruel to Sanderson. It mocks his religion, his community, the way he dresses, his family, his writing, people at conventions, and even the way his son eats...like storming what! It makes me pretty upset.
Anyway DONT look up the article cause it gives the article more clicks/revenue—if you want a good summary check out Daniel Greene's Video
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I mean, I get it if you don't like a person or their writing, but writing a condescending and elitist 4000 word essay about it seems unnecessary.
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ALSO here's a Brandon response on Reddit
SpoilerAll,
I appreciate the kind words and support.
Not sure how, or if, I should respond to the Wired article. I get that Jason, in writing it, felt incredibly conflicted about the fact that he finds me lame and boring. I’m baffled how he seemed to find every single person on his trip--my friends, my family, my fans--to be worthy of derision.
But he also feels sincere in his attempt to try to understand. While he legitimately seems to dislike me and my writing, I don't think that's why he came to see me. He wasn't looking for a hit piece--he was looking to explore the world through his writing. In that, he and I are the same, and I respect him for it, even if much of his tone seems quite dismissive of many people and ideas I care deeply about.
The strangest part for me is how Jason says he had trouble finding the real me. He says he wants something true or genuine. But he had the genuine me all that time. He really did. What I said, apparently, wasn't anything he found useful for writing an article. That doesn't make it not genuine or true.
I am not offended that the true me bores him. Honestly, I'm a guy who enjoys his job, loves his family, and is a little obsessive about his stories. There's no hidden trauma. No skeletons in my closet. Just a guy trying to understand the world through story. That IS kind of boring, from an outsider's perspective. I can see how it is difficult to write an article about me for that reason.
But at the same time, I’m worried about the way he treats our entire community. I understand that he didn’t just talk about me, but about you. As has been happening to fantasy fans for years, the general attitude of anyone writing about us is that we should be ashamed for enjoying what we enjoy. In that, the tone feels like it was written during the 80s. “Look at these silly nerds, liking things! How dare they like things! Don’t they know the thing they like is dumb?”
As a community, let’s take a deep breath. It’s all right. I appreciate you standing up for me, but please leave Jason alone. This might feel like an attack on us, on you, but it’s not. Jason wrote what he felt he needed--and as a writer, he is my colleague. Please show him respect. He should not be attacked for sharing his feelings. If we attack people for doing so, we make the world a worse place, because fewer people will be willing to be their authentic selves.
That said, let me say one thing. You, my friends, are not boring or lame. In Going Postal, one of my favorite novels, Sir Terry Pratchett has a character fascinated by collecting pins. Not pins like you might think--they aren't like Disney pins, or character pins. They are pins like tacks used to pin things to walls. Outsiders find it difficult to understand why he loves them so much. But he does.
In the book, pins are a stand-in for collecting stamps, but also a commentary on the way we as human beings are constantly finding wonder in the world around us. That is part of what makes us special. The man who collects those pins--Stanley Howler--IS special. In part BECAUSE of his passion. And the more you get to know him, or anyone, the more interesting you find them. This is a truism in life. People are interesting, every one of them--and being a writer is about finding out why.
In that way, the ability to make Stanley interesting is part of what makes Pratchett a genius, in my opinion. That's WRITING. Not merely using words. It’s what I aspire to be able to do. People are wonderful, fascinating, brilliant balls of walking contradiction, passion, and beauty. I find it an exciting challenge to make certain that the perspective of the washwoman or the monk sitting and reading a book is as interesting in a story as that of the king or the tech-mogul.
And I find value in you. Your passion for my work is a big part of why I write. You make my life special. Thank you.
(NOTE: I do want to make it clear, again that I bear Jason no ill will. I like him. Please leave him alone. He seems to be a sincere man who tried very hard to find a story, discovered that there wasn't one that interested him, then floundered in trying to figure out what he could say to make deadline. I respect him for trying his best to write what he obviously found a difficult article.
He’s a person, remember, just like each of us.)
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Welcome to Random Thoughts with Telrao! Your weekly dose of Insanity is here!
I have figured out what I am going to name my children! (If I ever have any hehe
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Firstborn: Raoden/Sarene
This is because Elantris was the first Cosmere book I ever read and I LOVE IT SO MUCH!
Secondborn: Amphisbaena/Spensa
Amphisbaena (yes I did spell it correctly the first time) is cool and I could call him Amphi. Spensa because SPENSA is an AWESOME name and Spensa herself is a fantastic character!
Thirdborn: Kaladin/ Lyn
KALADIN!!! Need I say more? And Lyn because the name is COOL!
Other names:
Adolin, Dalinar, Elend/ Shallan, Torena, Marasi
Any thoughts?
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*gasp* I just realized it’s “Wittles” of Shinovar, instead of “Witless” of Shinovar! I don’t know why my brain was reading it like that
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I wrote a poem! (wow totally unexpected whoo
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This one's a bit... deeper? Darker? Than the other ones so uh... yee.
Hope y'all enjoy!
[Spoilered for length]
SpoilerHollow Wholeness
What is this fear, that lingers
Deep within my heart? I feel
It building, with cold fingers
Squeezing my soul, the warmth frailAnd fading in the face of this onslaught.
Folding in upon myself, crumpled,
Broken, fearful, angry, distraught,
Afraid of the pain, I pleadWith the voices in my mind.
“Stop screaming, stop shouting!”
They continued to yell, blind,
To my pain, horror, and suffering.When I turn to my friends, hollow
Comfort is all I receive. “Smile,”
They say, words oh so shallow,
“It will all be fine in a while,“Don’t whinge,” They scoff,
“What right have you to complain?”
They sigh, turn their heads, brush me off,
Oblivious to my pain.I walk in shadow, head bowed
Beneath the weight of my fears.
The smiles I give are a shroud
To hide my weakness and tears.Who will help me with my burden?
Who will lift me from the dirt?
Who will push back the dark curtain?
Who will speak comfort to my hurt?A distant light on the horizon
That glimmers and glitters weakly.
It whispers for me to hold on,
It will come – it’s what I’m seeking.A glimpse of hope among the fear,
A soft touch in the night,
A voice that whispers in my ear
Gentle hope – and wonderful light.Have a wonderful day/night/ time! Y'all are awesome!
~Telrao
PS: I almost signed off using my actual name oops
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I wrote a poem! (wow totally unexpected whoo
)
This one's a bit... deeper? Darker? Than the other ones so uh... yee.
Hope y'all enjoy!
[Spoilered for length]
SpoilerHollow Wholeness
What is this fear, that lingers
Deep within my heart? I feel
It building, with cold fingers
Squeezing my soul, the warmth frailAnd fading in the face of this onslaught.
Folding in upon myself, crumpled,
Broken, fearful, angry, distraught,
Afraid of the pain, I pleadWith the voices in my mind.
“Stop screaming, stop shouting!”
They continued to yell, blind,
To my pain, horror, and suffering.When I turn to my friends, hollow
Comfort is all I receive. “Smile,”
They say, words oh so shallow,
“It will all be fine in a while,“Don’t whinge,” They scoff,
“What right have you to complain?”
They sigh, turn their heads, brush me off,
Oblivious to my pain.I walk in shadow, head bowed
Beneath the weight of my fears.
The smiles I give are a shroud
To hide my weakness and tears.Who will help me with my burden?
Who will lift me from the dirt?
Who will push back the dark curtain?
Who will speak comfort to my hurt?A distant light on the horizon
That glimmers and glitters weakly.
It whispers for me to hold on,
It will come – it’s what I’m seeking.A glimpse of hope among the fear,
A soft touch in the night,
A voice that whispers in my ear
Gentle hope – and wonderful light.Have a wonderful day/night/ time! Y'all are awesome!
~Telrao
PS: I almost signed off using my actual name oops
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GUYS I THINK THE SPAMBOTS INFUSED ME WITH THEIR BLACK MAGIC
YESTERDAY I WISHED FOR RAIN
AND TODAY ITS RAINING
THOUGH ITS MARCH
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I wrote a poem! (wow totally unexpected whoo
)
This one's a bit... deeper? Darker? Than the other ones so uh... yee.
Hope y'all enjoy!
[Spoilered for length]
SpoilerHollow Wholeness
What is this fear, that lingers
Deep within my heart? I feel
It building, with cold fingers
Squeezing my soul, the warmth frailAnd fading in the face of this onslaught.
Folding in upon myself, crumpled,
Broken, fearful, angry, distraught,
Afraid of the pain, I pleadWith the voices in my mind.
“Stop screaming, stop shouting!”
They continued to yell, blind,
To my pain, horror, and suffering.When I turn to my friends, hollow
Comfort is all I receive. “Smile,”
They say, words oh so shallow,
“It will all be fine in a while,“Don’t whinge,” They scoff,
“What right have you to complain?”
They sigh, turn their heads, brush me off,
Oblivious to my pain.I walk in shadow, head bowed
Beneath the weight of my fears.
The smiles I give are a shroud
To hide my weakness and tears.Who will help me with my burden?
Who will lift me from the dirt?
Who will push back the dark curtain?
Who will speak comfort to my hurt?A distant light on the horizon
That glimmers and glitters weakly.
It whispers for me to hold on,
It will come – it’s what I’m seeking.A glimpse of hope among the fear,
A soft touch in the night,
A voice that whispers in my ear
Gentle hope – and wonderful light.Have a wonderful day/night/ time! Y'all are awesome!
~Telrao
PS: I almost signed off using my actual name oops
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I wrote a poem! (wow totally unexpected whoo
)
This one's a bit... deeper? Darker? Than the other ones so uh... yee.
Hope y'all enjoy!
[Spoilered for length]
SpoilerHollow Wholeness
What is this fear, that lingers
Deep within my heart? I feel
It building, with cold fingers
Squeezing my soul, the warmth frailAnd fading in the face of this onslaught.
Folding in upon myself, crumpled,
Broken, fearful, angry, distraught,
Afraid of the pain, I pleadWith the voices in my mind.
“Stop screaming, stop shouting!”
They continued to yell, blind,
To my pain, horror, and suffering.When I turn to my friends, hollow
Comfort is all I receive. “Smile,”
They say, words oh so shallow,
“It will all be fine in a while,“Don’t whinge,” They scoff,
“What right have you to complain?”
They sigh, turn their heads, brush me off,
Oblivious to my pain.I walk in shadow, head bowed
Beneath the weight of my fears.
The smiles I give are a shroud
To hide my weakness and tears.Who will help me with my burden?
Who will lift me from the dirt?
Who will push back the dark curtain?
Who will speak comfort to my hurt?A distant light on the horizon
That glimmers and glitters weakly.
It whispers for me to hold on,
It will come – it’s what I’m seeking.A glimpse of hope among the fear,
A soft touch in the night,
A voice that whispers in my ear
Gentle hope – and wonderful light.Have a wonderful day/night/ time! Y'all are awesome!
~Telrao
PS: I almost signed off using my actual name oops
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*gets many notifications*
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I wrote a poem! (wow totally unexpected whoo
)
This one's a bit... deeper? Darker? Than the other ones so uh... yee.
Hope y'all enjoy!
[Spoilered for length]
SpoilerHollow Wholeness
What is this fear, that lingers
Deep within my heart? I feel
It building, with cold fingers
Squeezing my soul, the warmth frailAnd fading in the face of this onslaught.
Folding in upon myself, crumpled,
Broken, fearful, angry, distraught,
Afraid of the pain, I pleadWith the voices in my mind.
“Stop screaming, stop shouting!”
They continued to yell, blind,
To my pain, horror, and suffering.When I turn to my friends, hollow
Comfort is all I receive. “Smile,”
They say, words oh so shallow,
“It will all be fine in a while,“Don’t whinge,” They scoff,
“What right have you to complain?”
They sigh, turn their heads, brush me off,
Oblivious to my pain.I walk in shadow, head bowed
Beneath the weight of my fears.
The smiles I give are a shroud
To hide my weakness and tears.Who will help me with my burden?
Who will lift me from the dirt?
Who will push back the dark curtain?
Who will speak comfort to my hurt?A distant light on the horizon
That glimmers and glitters weakly.
It whispers for me to hold on,
It will come – it’s what I’m seeking.A glimpse of hope among the fear,
A soft touch in the night,
A voice that whispers in my ear
Gentle hope – and wonderful light.Have a wonderful day/night/ time! Y'all are awesome!
~Telrao
PS: I almost signed off using my actual name oops
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Beautiful, as always.
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Man, the people on here are so nice. I just joined a few SEs, and everyone over there has at least a thousand posts. I have like ninety. I can imagine that I look kinda like a 5yo who wants to play with the big kids, but they don’t treat me like that. Just figured I’d compliment all you great people over here on the shard.
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So... it turns out that I'm not sick, and I had appendicitis! Then, at the hospital, it burst! So now I have to sit around and be wounded for the next week. yayy...
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Just saw the first episode of Shadow and Bone season 2!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE IT SO MUCH THEY DID SO GOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!!! THEY'RE ALL PERFECT
Except Nikolai sadly. I'm not loving his writing so far but hopefully that changes.
KAZ JUST SAID, ON SCREEN, "BRICK BY BRICK" IT COMPLETES MY SOUL. He followed that with "The barrel doesn't belong to kings. It belongs to b*stards" and I'm dying inside I will give my soul to these characters they are perfect.
They're representing Kaz's backstory already and his trauma and his issues with touch and everything is impeccable.
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I'm enjoying it a lot so far
Me gusta Kaz
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I gave my final art paper today! And more than that, it went well for once because of how hard ive been practicing!!!
I NEVER HAVE TO PICK UP A PAINTBRUSH AGAIN OR LISTEN TO MY TEACHER'S HATE COMMENTS
also i went to the mall today with my parents and younger brother and it was so much fun!
My hard work deserves rewarding; gonna spend the night reading with good music and a cup of tea
(Look at this mug i bought today)
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anyone feel like coming down to texas to watch me perform in my hilarious class play next wednesday?
admission is free
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OPENING NIGHT TONIGHT!!
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GOOD LUCK!!!!
YOURE GONNA KILL IT!!!!
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