in other news I called in sick to work because the pain is ✨unbearable✨ but now I feel horrible because of it an am worrying what my boss and colleagues think 💀
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currently experiencing the one-two punch of getting sick (no energy) and fucking up my drawing hand (no hand) during the same week so now im resorting to watching drawing videos on youtube 2 get drawing serotonin pls keep me in ur thoughts. i want. 2 draw tony and i CANT </3
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im taking a break from drawing because of how hard tendinitis is kicking my ass rn and its soo haaaaaaard. tthe the autistic flimsical joy i get by doodling my blorbos??? vanished. i am in utter shambles. my bandages are so unconfortable i want to rip my skin apart.
fuck tendinitis
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finally finished reading Whichwood after months of hiatus, and my opinion on it is the same as when i stopped reading it
the concepts are so interesting and vivid (i was particularly drawn to Laylee's job as a mordeshoor, and i will thank the author for not sparing us the details of dealing with the dead; i found those parts interesting) and it really feels like it couldve been so good...
except for all the fucking. overexplaining.
the narrator keeps stopping the story to tell to us why the characters are acting that way, often repeatedly, just hammering in the point every time and taking away any bit of enjoyment it couldve had otherwise
like you dont need to tell me everything about every characters line of thought. in fact you shouldnt.
it bloats the narration. the pacing is off because nothing feels really urgent when every half a page we stop to be told, again, that characters are upset because of this specific reason, again, which she has told us a dozen times before.
i feel nothing for any of the characters. you cant just tell me theyre brave and kind and love each other, you have to actually... show it? why do they feel like the closest friends when theyve known each other for two hours and nothing particularly interesting has happened?
the romance came out of nowhere too and went nowhere also, except for her, again, telling us it'll go somewhere in four years. okay. why do i care.
the best dynamics ended up being between Laylee and the dead at the end because at least it was only overly explained a bit, and not every single time they were mentioned.
still, the rest of the narration has managed to make the dead coming back to punish the living feel boring and anticlimatic. how.
it takes some real effort to make spirits flaying the living feel tedious.
i get that its a childs book, but like. children dont need every fucking thing spelled out multiple times. it feels like patronization.
its so strange, bc the narration even says Laylee isnt any less important or worthy for being 13, and yet every line of this book treats its young readers like they're fucking stupid. i dont know how to tell you that kids can make sense of a story without it being explained to them at every twist and turn.
overall: cool concept, fumbled the execution so badly im probably never getting myself to reread it. rip.
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