#Project 3

[unofficialsherlockian]

He glanced over and saw his partner’s hands were clenched around the wheel, ice white. J reached over and placed his own hand on R’s forearm, and the magic thrummed between them, throbbing steady like a heartbeat.

It was blue and smooth and, although it did nothing to relax R’s grip, J felt the instant when R’s breathing began to even out. His magic did this. Their magic did this. J wanted nothing more than to hold onto R for the rest of their lives and never let go.

I’m beginning serious querying once again tomorrow on my adult fantasy (M|M asexual romance) book. Throwing this little teaser out because I chatted this to myself in the car and it sounded really good. Don’t know if I’ll swap it for what’s already in the scene, but it’s similar vibes anyways.

I turn 30 in 11 days and if I have to send out a query every day of age thirty to have an agent by 31, so be it. I worked really dang hard on rewriting this book and it deserves to get seen.

(I post writing related posts and book reviews from a “what I learned as a storyteller” perspective on IG if you’re into that sort of thing)

[insanemomentsinrhdhistory]

Project 3: When Worlds Collide

Reference images:

[aquil-writes]

The lantern burned out again. Luo reached to open its door and refuel it, but frustration catches him instead. He grips it and holds his arm high, poised to throw it against the ground. It swings, dark, in Luo’s hand.

Three! Three damn times it’s burnt out in one night. It’s scrap! 

Wind whistles across the trail, and the lantern swings anew. Inside, an ember catches light. It’s small, but it’s fighting to fire up again.

With a sigh, he lowers his hand. I should’ve just stayed the night. I’m too tired to be pushing myself like this.

Bruma had kindly offered to let Luo stay the night in a guest suite, the kind of room traveling representatives use. Stupidly, he didn’t take it. He turned down luxury to travel through the night, fighting a busted lantern… Which lights again, after an effort. 

Luo does his best to shake himself awake before continuing. Fendel, where Serus lives, is “only” a few hours away from Bruma’s office, so he has to be close by now. In the dark, though, it’s impossible to tell. All the lantern’s good for is seeing tripping hazards.

“It’s fine,” Luo mutters to himself. “I’ll get there.”

Slowly around him, the trail sputters and the trees thin, eventually widening into a real path. With relief, Luo follows it as the path joins the main road. 

He follows it for some minutes before seeing the lights that mark Fendel’s entrance. The town’s noisy, being nocturnal, but the racket just makes Luo feel even more exhausted.

The watchman guarding the gate waves Luo through before he even gets there. One of the few perks of visiting regularly: no one looks twice at him, even when he clearly doesn’t fit in.

Serus’ house is a short stroll away through Fendel. With the townspeople out it feels like an upside down place, full of energy and life even in the dead of night. Nobody pays Luo much mind as he walks along their cobbled stone streets and twisting alleys. Cats dart across the paths, busy and empty. On the main street through town, all the way to the square, vendors yell and bells ring, marking shops and goods for sale. It would feel normal, save that there’s almost no light. Very few lanterns dot the bustle, but it’s just enough to get around.

At least Serus’ house is easy to spot. It’s a tall, narrow building on the corner, and even from the street Luo can make out a candle in Serus’ bedroom window. Luo tosses a pebble up to it to get Serus’ attention, like he usually does. Serus swings his window open.

“Delivery!” Luo shouts. It doesn’t matter how loud he is here; the whole town’s already awake.

“From you? I think I guessed that already,” Serus says, and closes his window again. A few moments later he opens his door, but Luo doesn’t wait that long. He already has the bouquet in hand when Serus opens the door.

“Bruma gave me this bouquet,” Luo says, handing it over. Serus looks at it in wonder. “They’re violets. I don’t know where they grow but I thought you’d like them.”

“I’ve read about these! I’ve never seen them before though. Thank you!”

As Serus gushes over the bouquet Luo smiles. It was all worth it.

“You’ve read about them? Where do they grow, anyway?” Luo asks, and together they walk into the house. Suddenly, he doesn’t feel so tired anymore.

[kiryuing]

[mangozic]

my dead goth son and his friendly neighborhood personified concept of insanity

[mindinganother]

'Poppa's mother, Ella, was born in Alabama and still a girl when slavery ended. He said less about her than about his grandmother, maybe because his grandmother raised him or maybe because speaking of his mother made him feel like the grief-stricken fifteen-year-old he had been in 1907 when she died. He preferred to stick to the essential facts––birth, death, and emancipation. Sometime in 1865, a Union soldier approached Ella in the middle of her chores. "A soldier rode up to my ma and told her she was free". The starkness of Ella's story stunned me. Her life consisted of two essential facts––slavery and freedom juxtaposed to mark the beginning and end of the chronicle. But this was what slavery did: it stripped your history to bare facts and precious details.' (Hartman, 'Prologue' in Lose, Serpent's Tail 2021 [FSG 2007], p. 11)

[connorchen-saddog8]

god less play / gameplay no commentary ep 02

Proposal document:

the rest of the documentation can be found on this blog, just click on the tags that is also tagged on this post! right down there.

[malenjoyer]

WE'RE SO BACK

[kinobeans]

The Pink Coffin Bag has arrived! Please welcome the pink pastel version of the Everyday Coffin Bag, as well as the Bat Wallet with some cute new inserts and enamel pins, now live on Kickstarter! And if you missed the opportunity to get a black coffin bag, now's your chance--I'm restocking them!! :D

[lurrlonde]

astarion after drinking your blood

[k-do-arts246-03]

3/22 Reading + Reflection - Project 3

Chapter 9: Typography in Time and Motion

Animated type is definitely something I would like to get into. Project 2 forced me out of my comfort zone and I experimented with simple frame animation in Procreate, but I know more could be done in Adobe After Effects. This chapter made me think about advertisements where the typography is the main focus instead of video or imagery. A lot of phone commercials do this, where there is a lot of white space and black text as the attention-grabber, either fading in or moving in some way to indicate a meaning. I like the example on page 169 where the actor's frantic thoughts seem to pile onto him. It's simple but the meaning is clear and universally understood.

I have previous experience with creating a portfolio book from ARTS102, when I was applying into the GD+I program. Looking back at it now, I still like most of the spreads I made, but it was not my best work. That's fine, I was just starting out. It's interesting to see how I thought through projects back then. The book never was printed physically so I'm excited to be able to do that with this project, to see the pages in person. At the time, I chose a palette of blue and neutral colors. I think now I have a preference for deep jewel tones, especially forest green, that I want to incorporate. I'm also thinking of having a less structured, simple layout and leaning more towards maximalist collage. I will reference Emigre magazine.

[dokidokidraws]

Would you like to continue?

[sroznowskiarts102-04]

Project 3 — Reflection 3

This project really allowed me to learn adobe illustrator and all that I could do. I had my project, a student in the graphic design program, give me some tips, and show me how to create shapes + create a pattern for the background.

When brainstorming, I really liked a simple, professional style such as image 2, but design wise image 8 and 10 had the most visual interest. I decided against the worded outline of Susan B Anthony, as I felt, while it was cool, I would spend more time drawing on paper than I would be using adobe, which was why I took this class. Due to these reasons, I decided on the scale equating the value of men and women, as I felt it allowed me to explore adobe elements as well as opt for a sleek, simple design.

I had a lot of fun and this project came quickly to me, but looking at it now, I am a bit unhappy with how you can no longer see the gender symbols in a pattern for the background. While visible behind my recolor-graphic layer at 90% transparency on illustrator, after uploading to in design, that background pattern disappeared behind the high percentage. While saddened by that, I felt too confused and frustrated at the time to go back and figure out how to upload to in design all over again. Instead, I will most likely edit the poster for that pattern to be seen in my final portfolio.

[soapyakships]

middle school mizuena? middle school mizuena

[candyje11yfish]

YOU'RE TELLING ME A FRYE FRIED THIS RICE⁉️⁉️