have i inflicted The Meteor Generation on cohost yet? i feel like i should do that sometime
someone reminded me of The Meteor Generation so here it comes to fuck everyone's day up again
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have i inflicted The Meteor Generation on cohost yet? i feel like i should do that sometime
someone reminded me of The Meteor Generation so here it comes to fuck everyone's day up again
obsessive, intrusive thoughts about this kind of scenario were like, extremely formative as a tween. I think i read the first few chapters of Remnants by Applegate and it scarred the hell out of me for good. Fucked that instead of growing out of those irrational thoughts, they're just getting more rational on a less catastrophic, more hollistic scale.
Absolutely beautiful.
For what it's worth, it doesn't hit me as disturbing, but feels more like a slight hug and a voice saying "yeah, I see it, too." If that makes sense?
the CW was right enough that i had to go hug my wife after reading, but maybe the weirdest and saddest thing is i'd honestly feel a bit better if it really was something as obvious and inevitable and immediate as a giant fuckin meteor
Word. Also, good idea, I'm going to cuddle my BF now.
that's a hell of a thing right there
this inspired me to go ahead and dig up my own end-of-the-world story and post it, although i would say it's only barely in the same genre: https://cohost.org/apocryphalmess/post/940433-short-and-very-roug
legitimately one of the best pieces of short fiction i've ever read heather
for me this has the same energy as when i listened to this song called "As The World Caves In" by Matt Maltese, where at first i'm like "oh, that's really sad but really nice," but then after sitting there for a minute and actually processing what i just took in, i instantly crumple like a sad wet sock. good shit š
damn, that's an incredible compliment. thank you!
Up there with The Machine Stops and The Blue Afternoon That Lasted Forever for me, in a fraction of the wordcount. As someone who wrote flash fiction for a while, impressive work.