Fredwendelin - Queer Queer Queer

My first completed book

I've been writing since I was 6 years old. As in, actually trying to finish a book.

I never could.

Until one day, years ago, I finished one.

It was all about old Brazilian tales. Awesome stuff, right?

Well, I managed to make the worst job possible ever uper duper no.

It taught me ~so much~

And it made me see that your first book, most of the time, really will be trash.

If yours wasn't, more power to you. But mine certainly was

Maybe one day I'll go over it again and rewrite every little damn thing.

But the overall lesson?

I suck at writing in Portuguese.

My other language, Spanish, well... a complete disaster (don't even ask).

And English? Ok, I can have bad wording and a ton of mistakes and such, but I do find it way more fun to write. I think it does have something to do with the fact that I've been using more English than any other language since 2011, I think. As in, I didn't read a single fiction book (for leisure) in another language since 2010.

(I admit I struggle to read good fiction books in Portuguese now.)

What does that make me? A language nomad? A freak accident? Both of those things?

TCIK Original Book Update #2

It's already soooo much better!

I'm still working on the end, though...

Each arc is more fleshed out and flows better. I feel the first kiss is =waay better too. Among other things.

I'm working now on connecting the ideas, foreshadow things better, make things feel earned, sorting through the rest of my notes (and my cellphone notes too, I had forgotten them).

Many things are lacking though. I need more ideas... My structure as it is wouldn't make a good book, at all. I admit I must have only 1/3 of a good book right now.

My head feels full and I'm tired of trying to make things make sense, but they ARE making sense, finally. It's like, I want X and Y to happen, but these events contradict themselves, so it's like trying to solve a really fun (but head bashing) puzzle.

Also, my playlist is really helping. I got many ideas just by listening to it.

Anyway, I couldn't have found a better hobby. <3

I'm watching this christian video and...

...I'm having trouble finding the right verse? Because this person is going on and on about Bible verses on how to be a good wife for her husband, but for some reason, I can't find the verses about being a good husband to your husband. is there a Bible-Part 2 I didn't see/buy in the bookstore?

TCIK Original Book Update #7

FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY

MY FIRST BREAKTHROUGH

IF I SOUND CRAZY, IT'S BECAUSE I AM!

finally

finally

I came across this old animation I first saw when I was like 12? And it sparked so many ideas! I totally wasn't prepared for it, and it opened my eyes!!

I still have like, to work on 70% of the book (that's still a mystery to me), but the dots are doting now. The lines are lining. The floor is flooring. Things are feeling alive, and I feel like I understand the theme of the fic for the first time. The feelings. The vibe.

I got the main character's backbone yesterday, and now a specific scene's vibe (and some repercussions for the entire fic...)

I'm so happy

Fav bands/singers

6arelyhuman

Three Days Grace

My Darkest Days

Matt Walst

Lady Gaga

Sid Dorey

Marina

Halsey

Inuday

Can't believe there's actually a finished version of the game! I'm so happy. Thank you so much.

playing hetaoni in 2024

@cookies-hetaoni thanks for your hard work on this, we had a blast

Being Bigender (to me) feels like swimming: someone mixed paint in the water, but you give no fuck at all. You. Are. Just. Swimming.

a world without trans people has never existed and never will

prints

Tried the Picrew thing

I was kinda surprised the nonbinary flag was even an option. Nice. Shockingly, I could actually portray how I look right now... (Gotta do something about that beard, though. Yesterday I was too lazy...)

This image was created with Picrew’s “makowka character maker II“!! https://picrew.me/share?cd=kpeHhy3iHq #Picrew #makowka_character_maker_II

I used to think I had nothing to offer to the world. That my writings were shit. Lacking in pretty much everything. That no one would want to read them in their right mind. That I'd be better off dead.

Fuck that.

I'll carve my path in blood if need be, if even one person feels heard by a word I wrote.

(I'm just being poetic, policeman)