contextual

My fate was sealed

  • they/she/fae

Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky ~ disaster queer ~ autism & cptsd ~ 43yrs
housecat irl
I play a yinglet on the internet
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Would you believe I did some editing this time. It took a while to write because my brain needed a few days off to arrange the story into something more cohesive and interesting. Slowly an outline forms of possible directions to go.
Did you miss pt3? Get it here: https://cohost.org/contextual/post/2837031-unintended-tendencie


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I'm stopping here for the night.
My praise of this world and your writing could stop at nothing, (I know the world is not yours, but the way you write it feels as if it's lived inside your head as long as you've been alive -- and this story has, in fact, convinced me of that) but I believe I might be able to condense it into one sentence.

This is the only writing - the only piece of media - that has ever immersed me so deeply and made me so engaged that I feel as if I am the character.

Not to say I relate to the character's experiences, or to the character at all really besides longing for the freedom of society and self-image depicted here, but your writing is so incredibly impeccable that I completely understand.. everything. I understand the character, the feelings, the experiences. Absolutely no other media has done this for me. No movies, no shows, no games, nothing else has immersed me the way this writing has. I've cried out of emotion because of this media, sure -- but the tears were of empathy for another; sadness, elation, or otherwise. This is something else. Something deep, a mixture of something from the soul and from what could be, what should be.

I'll finish the rest of what you've posted tomorrow.
Whatever you do, don't stop making stuff like this. Even when every capable social media site's gone down, when you can't reach anyone with your work anymore, or if you gather a following that'll follow you through anything, if hundreds or thousands or millions of people find you've written exactly what they feel, how they feel, what they wish they could feel, don't stop.
Thank you.

I... honestly don't know what to say. I've been re-reading this for half the morning trying to work out how to respond. All I can say is thank you, this means so much to me as a writer. I wish I could keep at it all the time, spend my days daydreaming and telling stories. I do it in my off hours, and I'll keep doing so as long as I can even if I never see a large audience or a single penny of support. Comments, replies, notes like this keep me going, keep me creating and sharing. Thank you.