Journal – ImpChimp Art

Your hate is hollow, it breeds nothing, it festers and rots. It does not build, it does not heal, it does not matter. Love demands more than your narrow sight, it demands you bleed with the mother’s grief, choke with the addict’s hunger, hear the child’s muffled cries in a house that hates its ownContinue reading

Book I – The throne of blood

In the first days, when the sky wept ash and the mountains groaned beneath the weight of sorrow, Yzotl rose from the womb of shadow. His hands were forged of iron, his heart hardened into stone, and no warmth of love nor spark of pity dwelt within him. Where he walked, silence followed, for evenContinue reading “Book I – The throne of blood”

Picks off the prompt board: What advice would you give your teenage self?

What advice would you give to your teenage self? If I could give my teenage self one piece of advice, it would be this: read. Not just when it’s required, not just when it’s easy or entertaining, but with hunger, with purpose, with the understanding that every word has the power to shape the wayContinue reading “Picks off the prompt board: What advice would you give your teenage self?”

A Journal Entry: Just getting settled after moving

I’m officially moved in to a new apartment. Bigger space with an actual bed! Just in time to. We had a big freeze come through, I couldn’t imagine Trying to move in sub zero temperatures. We’ve got just about all the boxes unpacked beside the ones that haven’t made their ways over from the storageContinue reading “A Journal Entry: Just getting settled after moving”