jam: Here, There, Everywhere. Its a celebration Jam, for wendi yu's book! I… I'm scared… of exclamation points. In titles. I don't know why. But there's also I don't know, like, my favorite books? I haven't been able to read this book yet. I'm still. Finding my way through things. The premise makes me happy. And making a game for it instills in me a stronger desire to interact with a text. So what I make for it is mechanics-free. Meditative. Setting.
title: On Eating With an Up-turned Stomach
summary: healing spell for Here, There, Be Monsters. Low-stakes vingette. To eat whatever you find yourself able, perform this spell: being a body, having a plate and knowing putting what's on it away is for the best. It's not a particularly fun spell. Maybe it has its moments I hope it does. It let me share a thought and not be so without with it. So I'm happy it's found a place outside of me to be.
host: I feel like the monster tag has always been set on me, I know the word when it arrives later. The word monster just sort of found my life out of the box like a fitted piece, getting and naming me right. The love is in a place I like knowing exists. I am. I sleep in time. Events call me back. The world floors me. The ways I've found to manage, I try to package up in cute little sections, bend, and ways. Maybe I manage. Maybe. I made a thing.
opinion: I was having one of my rougher days. Or life was having me one. Or where I am was. Eating required instruction. This is a capture of one instance of that process. I still feel whatever's happening is running it's course or code or whatever. And I just need to eat, prepare for fall term, and save energy for some push ahead or other. Still love past me where I can. Still eat. This my sixth google doc publication. That bug where I cant add images from my device is not something that happens when I make documents on my phone instead. The text highlight function requires a character (not a space) to create a highlight, so I had to decorate the title text with dashes to see it make the box-shape I was after. The 2 pictures are monsters from me forever ago, sitting in the cloud somewhere.
I like how the recording was there for me. I turned it on to capture a dream I forget and forgo. It becomes this. I don't normally have the energy to transcribe. But I can't sleep rn, so I thought I'd try to make a piece of art and see if that got me tired.
I hope you find the stars that needed you tonight.