#there's so much raw energy in those woods it is the scariest shit imaginable but there's something satisfying about being from such a place
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anyway i had this WIP i was writing about a guy who had just gotten out of the hospital for a suicide attempt and his parents sent him to spend the summer For His Consumptions at his childhood home in AC (well, ventnor, but same diff) and he met another boy, an orthodox boy, who he finds out is actually a sheyd and was the victim of antisemitic attacks in like 1949 or some shit (to show antisemitism certainly didn't fucking start and end with shoah)
but i'm riding the bluegrass high of songbirds and snakes and feeling unusually fond of my pine barrens roots and now i think i might move it to the aforementioned pine barrens (read: my own childhood home) because what's more chilling than meeting a perpetually soaking wet and freezing uncanny-as-fuck sheyd who's been walking the pitch-black swampland for the past sixty years devoid of any purpose just thousand-yard-staring twentyfour-sev. and also what's more gay than a boy who grew up there coming back and meeting him and keeping that sheyd close to him no matter how fucking horrifying he is
#'it's seventy years actually' I Know. this would be set in the past#im such a city bitch no one would ever guess my origins are some real yellowjackets shit#to this day im still fuckin terrified of the woods even tho i grew up in them that shit is ancient and... not evil but like. amoral#the wilderness is very definitely alive and it scares me to bits#aughhh i do wanna visit tho. and take kota and josh. show em the river and where i went crabbing.#show em the road that deadass disappears into the bay. like a whole fucking street just keeps going and keeps going. into the bay#there's so much raw energy in those woods it is the scariest shit imaginable but there's something satisfying about being from such a place#anyway. hmmm. wip thoughts
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