#wirebound

[vermin-disciple]

I have two submissions for @renewasacrew's Draw This In Your Style compilation! Well, two submissions derived from a single object. Since I don't really draw, I decided to do something more suited to my talents, and made a 4x6 in wirebound notebook:

The cover designs are all iron-on HTV (various brands), and the bookcloth is from Lineco Books By Hand (navy and linen). The seagull on the front cover was adapted from this image on Wikimedia Commons, and the waves were adapted from this book cover.

#getting decent photos and then matching the position of the letters in said photos to the template #took the better part of my afternoon lol #our flag means death #renew as a crew #dtiys compilation #ofmd dtiys #save ofmd #ofmd #ofmd fanart #bookbinding #my bookbinding #fanbinding #wire binding #fanart #my photos

[envydean]

Got @wigglebox 's destiel colouring book printed and it finally arrived today all pretty and wirebound for me to start colouring in 😁

If you haven't already, I recommend getting it here because it's cute and colouring is such a relaxing activity 🥰

#wigglebox #destiel doodles colouring book

[ratwavegamehouse]

Follow Me in the Night - Remastered

Hey have a surprise new/old release today.

In Follow Me in the Night; a Cursed Radio you play a weary magic user, wandering dark streets banishing the phantoms that haunt them; phantoms powered by bad memories and cursed music.

Follow Me in the Night is a solo journaling game inspired by film noir movies, Phonogram by Kieron Gillen and Jamie McKelvie, and many sleepless nights. Play requires a deck of playing cards, a pair of six-sided dice, some sort of token, something to write on and something to play music on.

Follow Me in the Night was I believe the third game I ever wrote and it seems to have connected with a lot of people since then. I’m really proud of the writing on the game but it was also the first thing I tried to do actual layout on. For a while I’ve felt I could have done a much better pass on this with all I’ve learned since the original release. So I did.

This remastered edition is exactly the original text* but in a new layout that is clearer, prettier and better captures the hardboiled fever dream spirit of the game. Visually it evokes what I did with both Transgender Deathmatch Legend and The Man We Knew (a similarly noirish Orbital Blues adventure). 

In addition I’ve created ePub and MOBI versions of the game for better accessibility. Sometime soon I’ll have the new design up on the Rat Wave Game House Lulu Bookstore as a print-on-demand. It will be a wirebound horrizontal layout, like Transgender Deathmatch Legend.

If you already own Follow Me in the Night (it was in Solo But Not Alone 2 and may some other bundles, so you might own it without realising) you can just download all the new files. Find it on Itch here: https://ratwavegamehouse.itch.io/cursed-radio

#game design #indie ttrpg #ttrpg #solo journaling #journaling #writing prompt #film noir #phonogram #playlists

[mayadotmp3]

sitting with a wirebound notebook watching time soaking in from the corners of the room

#this is also a life

[sellouttoyourself]

Cake and Fishes

I’m assured that my mother baked a cake from scratch for my fourth birthday. I don’t know that she did–my childhood memories already live behind pebbled glass, distorted and washed out the further back I go–but I’ve seen the photos of the three diamond-shaped desserts, frosted in bright pastels and decorated to look like kites out of a children’s book. I do remember the book that inspired my mother to do this, a glossy wirebound collection of cakes shaped for different occasions–a cap and tassel for a graduation, a sports car for a retirement, a decadent princess gown for a sweet sixteen. I used to stare at the picture of that last one and compare it to the comparatively blank kites I received, yearning for its bright pink buttercream frills and marzipan roses.  

I don’t remember my mother baking these cakes, but I remember the cake mixes that lined our kitchen cabinets. My mother always bought Betty Crocker cake mix at every trip to Albertson’s, hunting for coupons administered by those plastic flashing dispensers that used to line grocery store shelves. Despite habitually buying them, I don’t recall them ever being used. My sister and I never came home from school to the sickly-sweet aroma of a cake in the oven nor can I recall any special occasion that merited opening one of these packages. None were ever delivered to neighbors or brought out for holidays. The cake mixes grew in number while collecting ever more dust and pantry months, unfulfilled promises hiding among the soup cans and thrift stoneware.

In the span of the 18 years I had with her, my mother went from holding down a job as an emergency room nurse and signing a mortgage on a new home in a thriving neighborhood to being catatonic and bedridden, wracked by trauma, addiction, debt, and fear. Following as it did a long series of emergency room trips, nervous breakdowns, public fits, and failed restarts, her death at 49 three months before my high school graduation felt inevitable. She was not narcissistic or violent. My mother wasn’t evil, but she was gripped by one. She had a love for my sister and I that she was both consumed by but often incapable of showing, a rain-soaked candle struggling to catch the flame. 

She often compared her own mother to Joan Crawford in Mommy Dearest, holding her to impossible standards and enforcing a bootstrap mentality that ultimately left her addicted and broke. But I don’t see my mother in the loud narcissism of Faye Dunaway’s performance, that distorted make-up ridden terror left hollow by vanity and her own exploited past. Nor do I see my mother in Debra, the abusive stage mother detailed in Jennette McCurdy’s best-selling memoir I’m Glad My Mom Died. I once went to a support group for adult survivors of narcissistic parents–thinking at the least I could find camaraderie over trauma and neglect–but the scars of these sullen people in a shuttered library conference room didn’t match my own which came not from brutal lashings but frequent and unattended falls. 

But watching the second season of The Bear, I was gripped by the darkest of nostalgias when the audience is introduced to Donna Berzatto. Masterfully portrayed by Jaime Lee Curtis, Donna is the bipolar matriarch of the family who’s restaurant is at the center of the show’s plot, long referenced as a source of turmoil and trauma but hidden under innuendo and polity. But as we see in the sixth episode of this new season, Donna is a capsule of rage and anguish, seemingly determined to make everyone as afraid of her as she is of everyone. Her family, wrecked by their own insecurities, treat her like a cartoon vial of nitroglycerin, a fragile explosive throwing pots in the kitchen and raging against a dying light she herself is throttling. 

As Donna works on a seven-fishes Christmas Eve dinner, her oldest daughter Natalie struggles to prevent the smallest of imperfections or falled expectations send her wine-filled mother into a tearful despair, her foundation and eyeliner serving as the mask that eats her face. Donna looms over Natalie when she stoops to clean up spilled tomato sauce, vowing to bring her own death into the kitchen light as her daughter’s face is engulfed in Elektral horror.

When dinner is served, the Berzatto family sets aside their own conflicts in fear of igniting Donna. Nonetheless, she unleashes on them, blames them for carving out the empty space she has inside of her, now filled with malbec and sorrow. She flees the dining room as the container of emotions spills over, a physical brawl unfolding beneath the tinsel and poinsettias until Donna crashes her sedan through the front door of the house and laughs like nothing ever could or ever has truly mattered.

My mother never crashed a car into the house. She never, as Donna does to Natalie, gripped my jaw while threatening to unload my father’s pistol into her skull. But the peaks of Donna’s anger are not what I found so familiar. What struck me as such a surreal reflection of my own experience is Donna’s muffled, floundering love. 

Donna is trying. Her children seem to know this, constantly offering help as they can even as other relatives give in to snide derision and offhand insults made quietly in the next room. But Natalie in particular sees her mother’s love fighting to be free of the chains that lash, strike, and strangle. Whether this is a fool’s errand is not the point–Natalie seeks it as surely as a body seeks water, as defiantly as a dandelion finds life in the barren cracks of shattered concrete. 

In the season’s final episode, the restaurant at the show’s center opens for a single night to host their friends and family while testing the fitness of the servers, chefs, food, and equipment. The culmination of dreams and effort, Natalie invites Donna to attend and celebrate this new mark of her children’s accomplishment.

 Natalie’s husband, however, spots her outside the restaurant, chainsmoking and watching from afar. When he approaches her and urges her to come inside, she’s terrified to enter, urges him not to reveal her presence. "I don't deserve to see how good this is," Donna says. "I don’t want to hurt it." When he reveals that Natalie is pregnant, that Donna is going to be a grandmother, the hurt breaks through the foundation of her skin, a shattered mark of how far her children needed to keep her to grow. Donna’s struggling love for her children is dimmed by incapacity, not ill-will. It’s a love that lives under a fearful shadow, translucent and fragile in the darkened depths of her heart. It’s a desire to create that love in bright and cliched tones, the performance of motherhood made all the more daunting for those who never quite perfected the role of human. 

On my eighteenth birthday, an aunt and uncle invited me to a chain restaurant dinner with my sister. I had assumed my mother would be there, having been the seventeen previous birthdays. When I was informed she hadn’t been invited, I knew why–I had heard the wary tone others spoke of my mother, the disregard for the love I saw in her struggling to break out. But like Natalie, I wanted her there–to hear me talk about colleges, about dreams, about the future I could build where everything goes right. When the staff at this corny, cheesy restaurant surrounded me, robotically singing some copyright-free birthday chant while wielding a slice of box cake, I gave a plastic smile before going to bathroom and weeping over the tiles. 

It is not true that intent doesn’t matter. Impact of course matters even more, but willfulness is of grave importance when assessing an individual’s moral worth. The moments my mother was capable of showing love were not an accident or a mistake. They were the rare moment of intention among a tragic lifelong submission to illness, violence, and addiction inherited from her own family or dropped on her by my father, poverty, and a world that thrives on the shame of mothers. 

When my mother slipped into the mysterious comas that left her bedridden across much of my early life, my sister and I would scrounge through the kitchen shelves for anything approaching edible–peanut butter eaten right from the jar, instant ramen packs we smashed and ate dry, cereal we poured over baking sheets to first root out the roaches. At our most desperate, we’d tear open the boxes of cake mix, licking the silky powder off our fingers and mixing it with milk and living off the clumpy syrup it made, saccharine and sweet yet curdled and sour. 

#the bear #donna berzatto #natalie berzatto #jennette mccurdy #cptsd #bpd #complex trauma

[orangeflowerkitty]

🇺🇲 EN:

New My Little Pony G5 Spiral Notebook Journal by Rainbow Max based on the style guide has been listed on Amazon Saudi Arabia!

However, it's still unavailable for the store yet.

...............................

🇪🇬 AR:

تم إدراج دفتر يومية جديد لل"مهرتي الصغيرة" جيل الخامس من شركة رينبو ماكس استنادًا إلى دليل الأنماط على موقع أمازون السعودية

.ومع ذلك، لا يزال غير متوفر للمتجر حتى الآن

60 Sheets:

100 Sheets:

#My Little Pony Generation 5 #My Little Pony G5 #My Little Pony #MLPG5 #G5MLP #MLP #mlp g5 #MyLittlePony #مهرتي الصغيرة #مهرتي_الصغيرة #مهرتي الصغيرة جيل الخامس #My Little Pony Generation 5 Merch #My Little Pony G5 Merch #My Little Pony Merch

[marcopollio]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Hardcover Lined Journal beautiful blue tone notebook pink wirebound book teacher.

[artsupplieswants]

[paroliro]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Notebook Markers Pencil Case Llama Patch Little Miss Matches New in Package

[thefrontierfacade]

wirebound

since people seem to enjoy the geisha+barbed-wire-infested aesthetic too.

#ai image #geisha #ai generated #barbed wire #barbed wire infested #black and white #ai #dilapidated #water #wading #fit check

[vermin-disciple]

2023 Fanworks: Year in Review

Fanfic:

1. Gentlemen of Fortune (Jan, 378 words, Garak/Bashir)

2. Odds and Endpapers (Jul, 1,043 words, Garak/Bashir, Jake & Ziyal)

3. The Smoke of Her Burning (Oct, 1,225 words, Garak/Imaginary!Bashir)

4. Can't Have One Without the Other (Oct, 1,108 words, Garak/Bashir)

5. Don't Sweat the Details (Oct, 560 words, Nog & Jake, Background Jake/Ziyal)

6. Poonraker: For Your Flies Only (Oct, 1,432 words, Garak/Bashir)

7. Theory of Mind (Oct, 441 words, Mirror!Spock & Mirror McCoy)

8. This Be The Verse: Miscellanea (Nov, 3,389 words, Garak/Bashir, OCs, Bashir & O'Brien)

9. All the Comforts of Home (Nov, 761 words, Garak/Bashir)

10. The Gift of Giving Names (Dec, 2,680 words, Kira & Odo, Jadzia/Worf, Garak/Bashir)

Poetry:

1. When my love swears that he is made of truth... (Jul, 117 words, Garak/Bashir)

Fanbinding:

1. A Bag Full of God (Feb)

2. OFMD Wirebound Notebook (Feb)

3. Had we but world enough, and time by Philosopher_King (Mar)

4. The Game Is Afoot by Sapphose (Mar)

5. A Stitch in Time by Andrew Robinson (Jul)

6. Freedom's Just Another Word (Jul)

7. A Private Universe by AuroraNova (Jul)

8. Speculative Cardassian Reproductive Xenobiology by tinsnip (Oct)

9. DS9 Weekly Planner (Dec)

Podfic:

1. The Spy Who Robbed Me (Jun, 22 minutes, Garak/Bashir)

2. Inimicus Inimici Mei (Oct, 11 minutes, Garak & Tekeny Ghemor)

3. Courtship Displays (Oct, 15 minutes, Garak/Bashir, Bashir & O'Brien)

Other Fan Crafts:

1. Obsidian Order Mouse Pad (Feb) - Made for my mom, using supplies leftover from my bind of "A Bag Full of God."

2. Planter Box Graffiti (Jun) - Done in tempera paint and soft pastels, and a stencil cut with Cricut for the DS9 silhouette. FYI, it's still there, in spite of the rain.

3. Lazy TOS Cosplay: Bread and Circuses T-Shirt (Aug) - I didn't post about this, although it features in the photo I took with Andy Robinson. The design is an iron-on cut with Cricut.

4. WIP: Concrete Garden Beds - I haven't posted about this yet, but a couple of months ago I started screwing around with concrete. Naturally, I decided to make some giant ST themed yard art with it. Planning on turning them into succulent gardens. I was hoping to finish them before the end of the year, but didn't have either the time or the weather for it. So, here's a preview of the bigger one:

Year In Review:

Total word count: 13,134

Longest complete fic: The Gift of Giving Names (2,680 words)

Most popular fic: Can't Have One Without the Other (kudos: 153, bookmarks: 14)

Most popular fan craft: My bind of A Stitch in Time (507 notes)

My personal highlights: The Gift of Giving Names and The Smoke of Her Burning. The former is something I've had on the back-burner for years so I'm glad I finally got it finished to my own satisfaction. The latter is the opposite: I didn't plan at all, just wrote in a day or two in response to a prompt. It's been a while since I wrote something this bleak and angsty, which was fun. I'm also incredibly pleased with how my attempt to pastiche a Shakespearean sonnet turned out. And finally, for bookbinding, I'm not sure I'll ever be able to top my version of A Stitch in Time.

All in all, kind of a lousy year for writing, but not bad in terms of fanwork diversity. I'm particularly happy with the progress I've made with my bookbinding, and looking forward to playing around more with concrete in 2024.

Happy New Year!

#2023 fanworks #2023 year in review #my fanfic #my podfic #my fan crafts #my fanart #my bookbinding #fan crafts #fanfic #fanart #fanbinding #bookbinding #podfic #my photos #star trek #ds9 #tos #garashir #vermin rites #vermin writes

[jsms01]

Blue Sky 2022-2023 Academic Year Weekly & Monthly Planner, 8.5" x 11", Flexible Cover, Wirebound, Enterprise (130609-A23)

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[tomatodeals]

HOMESTEC Reusable Good Pocket book Erasable Wirebound Pocket book APP Storage, 6.9''X9.8''

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[mayadotmp3]

sitting at the shores of the wound writing in my little wirebound notebook .

[genna-riggins]

After a trip to @joann_stores today to hunt for zippers I decided I needed to make a sewing journal. I’m using heavyweight card stock, a cover from an old Singer sewing book , and my @heidiswapp Cinch to bind it. It’s going to have scraps of fabrics in it so I can shop for coordinating notions when needed and hopefully pictures of the finished pieces. . . . . . #wermemorykeepers #thecinch #heidiswapp #heidiswappcinch #bookbinding #singersewingmachine #singersewingcompany #wirebound #wireboundnotebook #homemadejournal #sewing #sewingorganization #sewistsofinstagram #houstonsewists #craftroomorganization #sewingprojectorganization (at Houston, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/CKKzdKqgv7V/?igshid=vqgi1b8n1jue

#wermemorykeepers #thecinch #heidiswapp #heidiswappcinch #bookbinding #singersewingmachine #singersewingcompany #wirebound #wireboundnotebook #homemadejournal #sewing #sewingorganization #sewistsofinstagram #houstonsewists #craftroomorganization #sewingprojectorganization

[love-has-a-way-ofgrowingbackward]

Good morning!

Question of the day: Wirebound notebooks or glued notebooks?

It's me. I'm him.

WIREBOUND

#but like tiny glued ones work too #large wirebound #smol glued #mahi's being mahi #ask #K!