Damn, thank you Thadd. I used to write on r/nosleep under a shared pen name with a partner, and dreams/paralytic sleep is something I am unfortunately educated on, so this sort of thing is natural for me.
I feel suffocated. That’s a compliment. I’ve often thought about trading something for a night’s sleep that’s close to either (a) refreshing, or (b) dreamless and nothingy - now I’m ignoring that temptation because of you.
I loved being dropped into the middle of the action. My mind fired off with questions until I told it to shut up and go with the flow.
Thank you! I did not think this would hit people so viscerally.
I have wanted just that my whole life, dreams a gift as much as they are a burden
Had I put this through at least a round of editing the journals might’ve made their way to the top to establish sense of person/place, but this is how my mind went through it.
I think the light editing you did - typos etc - was just right. Sometimes the rawness gets edited out, to the detriment of the story’s impact. And that would have been a shame for this piece.
Yay! I’m glad you do, I wrote this in a “secret” library overlooking the Puget Sound. Thank you for hosting these workshops, it’s a blast and I appreciate the time and energy you put behind them!
I tried to respond earlier and I think it ignored me. This is far too good to be prompt work. I love it.
Damn, thank you Thadd. I used to write on r/nosleep under a shared pen name with a partner, and dreams/paralytic sleep is something I am unfortunately educated on, so this sort of thing is natural for me.
I feel suffocated. That’s a compliment. I’ve often thought about trading something for a night’s sleep that’s close to either (a) refreshing, or (b) dreamless and nothingy - now I’m ignoring that temptation because of you.
I loved being dropped into the middle of the action. My mind fired off with questions until I told it to shut up and go with the flow.
Thank you! I did not think this would hit people so viscerally.
I have wanted just that my whole life, dreams a gift as much as they are a burden
Had I put this through at least a round of editing the journals might’ve made their way to the top to establish sense of person/place, but this is how my mind went through it.
I think the light editing you did - typos etc - was just right. Sometimes the rawness gets edited out, to the detriment of the story’s impact. And that would have been a shame for this piece.
That’s fair— sometimes raw hits, I sometimes forget this (or I could be more confident in my writing).
I understand this only too well! 😬
I am nauseated and I do not know why, great job.
Oh shit! Thank you, and sorry! Dream lightly
I got my feet on the ground and I don’t go to sleep to dream.
Got your head in the clouds? Not at all what you seem?
Let’s not go that far. I’m pretty well what I seem on sight.
yes yes YES
the disturbing creatures scavenging the vestiges of your sanity in exchange for a night of sleep.
the abyssal eyes billowing smoke... thats magnificent.
Loved it!. need to read this again and a few times... but right now the punk is back on stage!
Thank you, good sir! I’m glad you enjoyed the imagery.
Have fun at the show!
I thought I was in some lovecraftian wormhole. Loved it.
Yay! I’m glad you do, I wrote this in a “secret” library overlooking the Puget Sound. Thank you for hosting these workshops, it’s a blast and I appreciate the time and energy you put behind them!
Oh shit here we go
For what’s essentially a first draft, I’m pretty happy with it, detritus and all.
As you should be. And I do so enjoy any opportunity to use or read the word Consigliere
You can thank Zani for that one. Shit’s haunted.
Of course I can