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i've been gone a while, and mostly it's been for a number of reasons, mainly mental health (who's surprised?) i haven't been writing because i struggle deeply with avolition, and because my adhd has been unmedicated for my whole life up until two weeks ago, but i'm finally feeling better all around so i'm getting back into the swing of things. i've also been working on my novel quite a bit when i do have the ability to write, so that's what's been taking up most of my time.

i feel like a person now, so a few updates:

- i am rebranding, which you may have noticed. i used to be graveyardescape but im now vividviverrid. this is for 3 reasons: it sounds better to me, it's not rooted in a negative concept like my last username was, and my first real special interest was viverrids as a young autistic kid haha, i'm paying respect to that kid - i have a website now! i am still working on it, but it is https://kaelknoxtonmartin.co if you want to check it out :)

i'm trying to be more active on my writing-based social media and actually bring more work to the world lol

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kid in the library just said "a VILLAIN who lives in the MOON is after us" so keep an eye out for that today guys

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[Image ID: A photograph of a notebook page. The written text reads:

"...I feel like my need for it is insatiable, and attention is... also my biggest fear! I want it, I hate it, I need it, I'm petrified... Truly a dilemma. Truly a burden, insurmountable-the weighted forces of desire. I am scared of all that I want and all I want is to be scared in peace, in the light, scared in the crowd, scared in their arms, scared on my own."

/End ID.]

from my journal

#writeblr

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NAME TAG: a piece of interactive art by kael knoxton martin

An interactive surreal game about the inner world of a DID system (I have DID myself). You play as a new alter navigating the inner world, conversing with other alters and, ultimately, picking a name for yourself and finding a place in this world.

This is my most complex twine piece yet and I'm proud. Please inform me of any bugs.

Trigger warning for gore, violence, unreality, implied child abuse, and suicide mentions.

Play here:

#interactive fiction #interactive art #twine game #twine interactive fiction #dissociative identity disorder

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i am in this! please check it out, can't wait to read all the other work!

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writing exercise i just thought of:

go here and generate a random character(s) (set to regular)

go here and generate a setting & theme (set to generate 1 theme)

go here and decide which one fits for the story you've developed so far, then generate a name/some names

write a short story with everything you've generated!

i'm gonna try this out and see if it can get my creativity to flow again

#writeblr

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i don't mean to sound overly flowery and poetic, but i have to see poetry in everything or i will start going insane. it's genuinely bad for my mental health if i don't try to find something beautiful in every day, even something small, and when i stop being able to see that at all, that's when i know i need to reach out for help. maybe this is cheesy but i have to believe that something loves me even when humanity displays its ugly side to me.

anyone can write poetry because poetry can be found in anything. birds write poetry with their beautiful songs. white-spotted pufferfish write poetry with their sand art. each little flower bud that springs from the Earth was created with intention. i see myself as a poet only because the world is already doing the work for me, and my job is just to translate. anyone can write poetry regardless of perceived skill or time or effort because the universe is just begging us to do it, with all of its bad and good experiences and beautiful sights. there are my thoughts for today.

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anyone can write poetry because poetry can be found in anything. birds write poetry with their beautiful songs. white-spotted pufferfish write poetry with their sand art. each little flower bud that springs from the Earth was created with intention. i see myself as a poet only because the world is already doing the work for me, and my job is just to translate. anyone can write poetry regardless of perceived skill or time or effort because the universe is just begging us to do it, with all of its bad and good experiences and beautiful sights. there are my thoughts for today.

#writeblr

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a zine that's only ostensibly about dreams

#electric zine maker #zinemaking #please tell me people get the intended messageof this and it doesn't sound superficial thak you

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hypothetical explanations for the paradox

#writeblr #experimental poetry #writing community #writers of tumblr #trans writer #disabled writer #queer writer #poets of tumblr #poets on tumblr #repost 2 fix error

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from keep out (no seriously) #1

#visual poetry #collage #collages #i accidentally deleted the last post so i decided to just post this one #rather than rearranging 6 pictures again

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sorry i haven't been on here much! i haven't been Writing much. i know it is nanowrimo now and i'm workin on it ! I'm working !! Going to an in person write in an hour from now ! I swear !

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testing out electric zine maker

#zinemaking #zines #zine #electric zine maker

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new personal essay

#sorry for the absence!

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thoughts on recent events

#writeblr #poems #poetry #writers of tumblr #poets of tumblr

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little circles;

---by kael knoxton martin, a wip intro.

genre - horror.

age range - adult.

status - planning.

content warnings - child abuse, child death (unrelated to abuse), cannibalism, body horror

summary.

When Seraphina Evans was ten, she had a nightmare.

Horrible creatures as tall as mountains, their bodies merely black and white static arranged in a rough humanoid shape, with small, perfectly circular holes littered randomly where their facial features should be. They spilled from a portal above the monkey bars at the school playground, rushing through to capture each child, liquifying their organs and siphoning them out through the mouth, into the voids of their face. Seraphina woke up just before they could find her hiding place, and it haunted her for sixteen horrible years.

Freshly 26, a strict and repressed Seraphina begins her new job as a substitute science teacher at the same elementary school. The class's teacher had a death in the family and wanted some time to grieve, so Seraphina was recruited to teach the class in the meantime. She stays late the second week in, to take notes and look over the students' work, when she is lured out of the classroom by a noise -- and directly into the static of the creature's stomach.

She doesn't die. She wakes up in the empty ghost of her childhood home, but it's rather different than she remembers it. She hears a low growling from an indiscernible source, and then she sees her mother.

Seraphina must fight her way through the House of Circles, learning new information about the creatures along the way, kindling the hope that she can find a way out of the static.

characters.

seraphina evans, 26, closeted lesbian, she/her.

excerpt: coming soon.

taglist: ask to be added/removed.

#wip #writeblr #writeblr intro #horror wip #wip intro #horror wip intro #writers of tumblr #authors of tumblr #writers on tumblr #authors on tumblr #wtwcommunity #trypophobia #this is based off a dream i ahd as a kid that still freaks me out to this day

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new wip concept floating around in brain ;_; stay tuned maybe