New Fractal Art – Inner Life
08 Thursday Oct 2015
08 Thursday Oct 2015
13 Friday Feb 2015
I suffer from severe white-page-intimidation. It makes it difficult to post to a blog, especially, because on top of ‘Holy crap, that’s a lot of blank space how the hell am I going to fill it?!?’ there’s a huge dose of ‘People are going to see this! Like, NOW! It has to be PERFECT!’
I don’t say this as an excuse for my lack of posting, but more of an explanation. I think I have an idea to help alleviate this, and to encourage myself to get back to a much more regular and consistent posting pattern.
To this end, I’ve decided I will do a couple of things: First, I’m coming up with a schedule for myself, not so much a binding document but more of a prompt, to remind me to post and to help with that ‘What do I write?!?’ terror. Second, I’ve decided that I’m going to go ahead and launch a Patreon profile and attach it to my stories… and it will be up as soon as I figure out what I want to do for my promo video. Lastly, I’ve revived my fractals project and set up Apophysis to support it.
Hopefully I can keep this ball rolling, now that it’s been… um… rerolled?
18 Wednesday Jun 2014
Chapter 3, the conclusion of Arnd and the First Winter, is finally done!
Here’s a snip:
On the first day of Spring, Ailin woke with the dawn and the loud cracking sound of the ice in the river breaking apart, followed by the rushing noise as the water began rushing to make up for the time lost while it was frozen. She rushed outside, seeing that nearly all of the snow had melted, and that the first shoots of the brave flowers were poking up through the last of the winter’s white.
When Auntie Nem finally woke, somewhat later than that, she found that the table was already set for breakfast, and that Ailin had not only decorated the house with fresh flowers, but also prepared their morning porridge. Surprised and pleased, she asked the young girl, “To what do I owe this wonderful surprise, Ailin? It is not like you to rise early and do work without being asked!”
Giggling, the girl eagerly lead her grandmother to her place at the table and then plopped herself down on her chair. “I want you to finissh the story of the First Winter! The snow and the ice are going, and you promised if I was good you would tell me!”
Auntie Nem laughed and then nodded, beginning the tale between spoonfuls of porridge.
“The Great Hero had faced a terrible trial just to get where he was, but that was nothing compared to his meeting with the Nighttime Dragon itself…
You can find the whole thing over at deviantArt!