Editing chess porn. Trust me, it needed editing. Sometimes I find word documents, read them a bit and part of me suddenly wonders if I, perhaps, am a crazy person. Another part of me is like “if by crazy you mean crazy awesome, well then yes, clearly”. What I am saying is, some of the things I write at four a.m in the morning is the source of conflicted feelings when I read them on the p.m side of the day. So yes. Editing things. Also, drew Karl. Part of me wants to post, because it is Karl week and it is a picture for Before The Rite, a little ficlet from what feels like so long ago, but another part of me is like no do not do it, because I know that when it comes to faces, everything that is not in profile is my weakness. Especially when it comes to drawing men. If I never practice, I will never learn, but still. Time to be consumed by insecurities and indecisiveness. And edit.
Because tumblebees, I write some crazy incoherent stuff sometimes.