After iterating on some floating islands my buddy paintbrush drew, by turning a random shape into my avatar where these island inhabitants would worship it like an obelisk, paintbrush invited me to join his Minecraft server. I declined and not because I hate Minecraft or paintbrush. When it comes to storytelling, while I can appreciate exterior worlds, they don’t do much for me to strike my imagination. I would say I tell stories from within.
I took this photo on 2020 February 07 at a Thai restaurant just after 7pm, before seeing HorrorPops, and before seeing Seattle for the last time in months. We are in a two-week lockdown, following other states and countries around the world. I know that logically I will see Seattle again. But emotionally, even though that will have been three weeks ago for readers, it feels like I won’t. It will be Seattle, but a newer Seattle.
For writing practice, I’ve been capturing the nuances of my days since August 12th in a long-form essay I’ll eventually release called “Time Travel Toxicity.” These Travelogue Trivialities essays take that idea, where I might write about going to some thrift stores for the first time in months, and focus that energy on a one-day adventure noteworthy or touristy. With that in mind, these essays will not be overly academic or objective. They’re written there.
Wherever I move to next probably won’t be as treacherous for ice and snowfall. It seems like every two years Seattle gets enough snow for a few days to shut everything down. It’s more adventurous on those days the further you live from the main roads. A walk to the bus stop becomes brutal or you oversaturate yourself with Pokémon for years. This year, I’m in the final weeks before finding another place for adventuring.
The day I wrote this essay saw a historic event for Seattle, Washington with the closure of one of its major traffic routes. Did I go? No. I spent the better part of the day shuffling my antiquated media husks. I alphabetized DVDs, prepping them to pack while listening to CDs, and decided what to keep and what to donate/sell. It was even a nice day out! Would I trade all these for digital equivalents?
No Smoking signs are a joke in Seattle. As I walked toward three people smoking at a No Smoking sign, I saw the one closest to the road blow smoke all over the sidewalk. Smokers like this infuriate me because they disrespectfully ruin public perception with negligent behavior, unaware of any pain they cause by forcing others from their sobrieties. Approaching fast, I kept my intense gaze burned on his eyes, walking closer, ever closer.
My water bottle clanged on the floor. “Sorry a-bough-t that.” I said as I swooped up the offending bottle in a half-dozed stupor. “It’s uhh-kay.” Would life be better without these sorts of embarrassing interactions? Without these grimy grimaces, how can we know what glittery glory feels like? Perhaps it would be nicer to be free of stress, anxiety, and worries over the thises and thats of life, but sometimes that friction leads to more!
How much of reality can we rely upon when building fiction? The movie Inception argues that you should create your dreams without external stimuli, otherwise it falls apart. While John [right] and Trishna [left] are purely fictional, the world of “The Story” is mainly based on our reality; it’s more broad constructive criticism than narrow escapist recreationism. That said, once something is named, even a fictional town like Lanada, it can become its own “reality.”
Spoilers?: Minor (broad worldbuilding brainstorming)
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If “The Story” uses Seattle, Washington, as a primary location for inspiration gathering, how closely should its fictional metropolis, Eville, emulate Seattle? You have the International District, University District, Pike Place Market, Space Needle area, “Pill Hill,” Fremont, SoDo, and many more highly-individualized locations that are each just a little different than its neighbors. Though they probably won’t admire the architecture, I imagine John [center] and Trishna [right] will enjoy adventuring through their big city!
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My initial draw to rowing machines, and what keeps me interested, is their efficiency. Not only can doing four motions repeatedly instill lasting physical/mental discipline, they’ll also exercise most of your major muscle groups! Unfortunately, they’re not multi-tools. I’m always caught off-guard when an obscure muscle becomes sore. Though rowing is certainly a great cornerstone for anyone’s journey into weight loss, improved health, or casual warm-ups, it’s not the end-all. Which might explain the change…