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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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Writing has just... not been possible for the past few months. Oof.
I'm trying to figure something out for Camp Nano but I don't want to put any pressure on myself.
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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Things I've realized & remembered over the past few weeks:
writing is ridiculously hard
starting a garden is ridiculously expensive
it's impossible to be perfect
good things happen when you put effort into them
I'm a decent writer
I need to get my own apartment
do not try carrying a bag of potting soil home by yourself, because you WILL fail
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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Finally starting to work on Project AM again! There's no way I'm going to hit my Camp Nano goal, but that's okay. I'm taking it paragraph by paragraph.
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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hey it's pe-ersona!! I read your latest line in a tag game, what's Project AM about???
Hey @pe-ersona! Nice to meet you (and thanks for tagging me in the game)! ^_^
Essentially, Project AM is a new adult vampire story about a teenage girl named Zaria. (I haven’t made a proper WIP intro post yet, but I mentioned it on my Camp Nano planning post here.) I’m still working out the details as I write, but so far, the story has focused around Zaria’s adjustment to vampire life, her missing sister, an ongoing debate about vampire rights, and an underground club called the AM Factory that ties it all together. It’s also very gay because I am very gay.
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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So, for the past few days I've been in a bad emotional place and I haven't gotten any writing done. Which sucks for my novel, but also really sucks for my poetry.
And I was especially upset that I haven't been writing poems for every Escapril prompt... until last night, when I got ideas for several poems that could answer the prompts I've missed.
And after I got these ideas, I thought "wait a minute -- if there are no rules in writing, then I don't have to answer these prompts in order if I don't want to" and my brain just went:
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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but what even is writing, actually?
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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I'm not feeling well and I haven't written in a few days, so here are some memes I made about Project AM
I'm still figuring out much of the plot as I go and I promise, I WILL made an intro post about the cast and the story once I have a solid grasp on everything, but for now, this is what I can give you. Hope you like it ^_^
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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Escapril day 9 - paradox
Baked within the sob stories, tangled into the loathing, living in its own circle, there is a tree growing soft petals, turning sweeter than taffy every spring, gently collecting the sludge and runoff between pink petals
and a few miles away there is a hawk minding its business, known to kill pigeons with grace, and there is a ginko tree dropping toxins on the ground to be crushed underfoot and spoken about with awe,
and up and down the street there is law-breaking art laughing at the dark that painted it, declaring that you need to eat acid before you see God while knowing full well that it is God
and check it out: the sky only lights up blue for so long before it turns red and gold,
and when the roads are forced to be alight, when even heaven is turned off, you can still see twinkling points behind the artificial haze
and somewhere in the distance friends are getting boba for the first time in months, and the broken branches of joy are echoing.
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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I'm seriously thinking of putting my Escapril poems into a chapbook. These are some of my favorite things I've ever written.
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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The universe has granted me POWER, guys! I met all my writing goals in two hours, and I have time to finish the rest of my day now!!!!
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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Escapril day 8 - Tessellation
This one was surprisingly easy to write! I may have taken the geometry metaphors and ran with them a bit, hahaha. Hope you guys enjoy it!
Content warning: references to Autism $peaks & the puzzle piece
I'm less of a mosaic, less of an infinite plane, cumbersome and rigid and forever-sprawling, less a tessellation than I am a tesseract. It's not that my patterns repeat to infinity, breaking people's patience as I go, or that my soul is fragmented and welded back together with care; rather, the patterns live in a dimension separate from patience itself, one where they are as average as a rug on the floor, no misplaced stitches, no flaws in the weaving, not a single thread loose. But here I am a puzzle in pieces to people who don't try to get it and a person hidden inside
a different person to the people who have ever bothered to care.
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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Camp Nano advice
I've been looking to do more word crawls to help boost my wordcount. If any of you guys have recommendations for crawls or sprints I can do on the Nano forums, let me know! My asks are open for you guys to send me their names & links.
Okay, that's all; gonna go write some more ^_^
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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Finally getting back into the swing of things for Project AM!
I celebrated by listening to Bad Apple an absurd number of times. Don't ask, haha.
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[Picture ID: a screenshot of the NaNoWriMo word-counting software. The trackers read, "500/7500 total words," "309/305 words needed today," and "1 day in a row." The progress update bar has two entries, which read "April 7 2021 - 309 words" and "April 5 2021 - 191 words."]
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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Escapril day 6 - (L)on(e)ly
so this one was a little harder to write, but I really love how it turned out. pay attention to the wording... hope you guys enjoy it <3
Skin Dip
I think you forgot it: two months post-graduation, that swan song of youth in which you drank your past into obscurity, said that it was okay to watch your pants and shirt dropping into haphazard chaos on a patch of ground that was firm and rich, but
only in the dark, as if it made sense to pretend that back then, before now, we spoke without letters missing.
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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Important Camp Nano progress update:
I was finally able to start writing parts of Project AM again!!! (The last couple of days have been flat-out impossible for me to get any work done.)
Now let's hope that I can catch up on Escapril as well! ^_^ /gen
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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a sore butt vs. 90 minutes to hit my wordcount for the day; which is going to win?
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grungepoetica-trunk · 3 years
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Escapril Day 2 - The exact middle
I wonder if I’ll ever stop writing about in-betweens. Every other stroke leaking out of my pen is restless, in one way or another. There’s always some other way to think about the words, always a second or a third or an infinite number of worlds between the lines.
Destroying the liminal space makes my writing feel like that of a child, I’ve realized. My brain doesn’t like that idea. I’m not sure why; children live with their heads so deep in liminal space that maybe facing adulthood only hurts because it’s black-and-white. 
And I like to think that language  alone  can illuminate the colors in different places times dimensions bodies ruins -- I mean, seriously! I don’t want to blind myself to beauty,  the same way I never want Penn Station to be stuck in time or my skin to stop eating itself or the words coming out to be coherent or to finish a second draft.
The babbling is the goddamn point.
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