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Imagine Grace defined his name as the elegance definition of grace and Rocky spends years thinking how fucking ironic this clumsy leaky space blobs name is.
Until Grace slips out a sentence along the lines of "could you give me a little grace here" and Rocky immediately points out he used a word wrong so Grace has to explain that yeah, grace means elegance but it can also mean mercy sometimes too.
And Rocky has to suddenly reconcile that the clumsy leaky blob that saved his life twice, that almost certainly doomed himself to come back for him, name is Mercy.
The two wolves inside every writer: "this is genuinely the best thing i have ever written. i am gifted. i am changed. this paragraph alone justifies my entire existence on this planet." and then five minutes later, same paragraph: "who wrote this. who allowed this. this reads like a golden retriever trying to describe grief. i need to lie down and reconsider everything." both wolves are always wrong. the paragraph is fine. you need a snack.
Gustave Caillebotte - The Floor Scrapers (1875-6)
Original on top, later version below
“Despite the effort Caillebotte put into the painting, it was rejected by France’s most prestigious art exhibition, The Salon, in 1875. The depiction of working-class people in their trade, not fully clothed, shocked the jurors and was deemed a ‘vulgar subject matter.’
The images of the floor scrapers came to be associated with Degas’s paintings of washerwomen, also presented at the same exhibition and similarly scorned as ‘vulgar’”.
It just came to me, but Grace would really love sharing stories about Earth, including his previous class of kids. Unfortunately...kids being kids, they copy cat. And Grace didn't mean to teach the concept of a double-dog-dare but here they are. So, some pebbles turn a small hidden panel of his dome into a broken-mesh door, and one little pebble performed a dare...and went in.
Now, there's consequences. I can think of three endings. One: Grace gets on the ladder up to the docked Hail Mary, bound for home. 2: he's banned from the classroom. C: he's unalived.
So, now that my day has been ruined thinking about this, does someone want a free creative muse? I have one I'm giving away. It's house-trained and prolific 😑

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The funniest part of being a writer is that the thing that makes you good at it is also the thing that makes you impossible to be around sometimes. you notice everything. every hesitation, every word choice, every thing someone almost said and didn't. you clock the silence after a joke that didn't land. you remember the exact tone of a conversation from three years ago. people think you're quiet. you're not quiet. you're collecting. you're always collecting. it's a wonderful terrible way to be alive.
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k but imagine Rocky wanting to learn about how humans became the apex predators of their planet so he has Grace “hunt” him in the biodome as an experiment and during it he thinks Grace isn’t trying or taking it seriously which is bad bad bad because this is for research purposes
only for Rocky to get more and more tired as the experiment goes on just to realize that Grace isn’t which makes him panic so he puts as much distance as he can between them and finds a (hopefully) safe spot to sleep and when he wakes up the human is crouching over him like “got youuu” and Rocky has never shrieked so damn loud before in his life

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I recently sparked a love for flash fiction, drabbles and short fiction in general. Could you share some tips?
It is very flattering to be asked! But as to tips for the actual process of writing, I have it on good authority from fellow writers that "wait until something Possesses you and type fast enough to keep up with it" is not at all helpful.
When it comes to gathering ideas and pondering composition, however, I do have some general advice:
• Don't be afraid to start in media res. The shorter the piece, the more it will be bogged down by setup/introduction. I've found that people - at least my sort of people - are very willing to be intrigued for a sentence or two before finding out what is even going on. And since the piece is short the confusion will never last long.
• Don't be afraid to drop dialogue tags (she said, etc.) if you feel like they get in the way. I still struggle with this.
• The first and the last line are very important, they have to be Just Right. The way my brain works a sparkling first line usually presents itself naturally, but I take a long time with my ending lines. In my flash fiction pieces it feels like the last line either has to convey the entire vibe of the whole piece at once or contain some big reveal that makes all what before it make sense. Almost like it's the punchline of a joke, but for a wider variety of emotions than amusement.
• You can write whatever you want forever and that includes writing about the exact same concept multiple times. Maybe the third drabble on the same subject will be your favourite, so you should never not write something because you've written something like it before. But at the same time, there's no need to dismiss the two drabbles before your favourite, because they're bound to be someone else's favourite.
I hope that is in any way useful! May you always have inspiration, time and energy at the same time <3
I have overcome depression and can show drawings again. I like to draw Nikolai his tired eyes.
It's like when you go to Antarctica and have to get your appendix removed

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So, this is the art I’ve started for a “your first words appear on your soulmate’s body.” Problem is, Soap’s mike is broken, so he couldn’t interrupt and the words keep coming. Not too chatty, no. Not much misuse of protocol, no. But this is 👻 on the line…so maybe a joke or two. After, he’s documented by higher-up’s, but it’s a major case and quite secretive. Human frailty sorta plays a part in this. In general that’s kinda just a given, huh. (The red is blade burn. They had to look under is coat to read clearly!)
pov: grace tries to explore outside the biodome, only to find himself in a first person horror game in a foggy pitch dark hellscape with many alien rock spiders, scuttling in and out of the darkness. at least they're all friendly!