Also known as plumblossom and by various other names in circles that I don’t frequent anymore or don’t want to mention.
But that’s neither here nor there.
What is this place? This is the riverbed where I live. A temporal pocket in the multidimensional time rift. Stable enough for now, but who knows when it’ll implode.
I’ll be posting miscellaneous writings here in the meantime.
Why? I’ve always liked writing but never had a reason to do it. I’m incredibly lazy by nature so if I don’t have an existential threat that’s forcing me to do something I will just happily stare at a wall and watch dry paint.
This website is an attempt at creating a reason to write.
What is The Caravan? A trauma decompression tool; an exercise in creative writing; a children’s book; a surreal comic without pictures.
As much as I like writing I find it hard to figure out what to write. I did poetry for a while and I guess it shows in my prose sometimes. But I’ve always struggled with writing fiction because I’m unable to write characters. The Caravan is an attempt at that and an excuse for me to throw everything at the wall to see what sticks.
I think (you) might find more value in my weblog.
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