I'm gonna be king of the pirates!

watched Asteroid City for like the 8th time over dinner cause my roommates were out and - as usual every time I watch Asteroid City - it left me with a wild clawing cavernous feeling that I couldn't articulate woohoo! It's one of my favorite movies, I really love metatextual layers and "story within a story" type narratives and love the way they approach it in Asteroid City, but I have a lot of thoughts about the way Wes Anderson writes his woman characters, soooo.... I wanted to write a little thing from the perspective of the main character Woodrow's 3 younger sisters, Andromeda, Pandora and Cassiopeia. I love them a lot as someone who was once a Weird Little Girl in the same way, and I think really young characters could have such a unique interpretation of "the 4th wall" and being cognizant of metatextual elements!!!

This is all off the top of my head first-draft type stuff, I have a frustrating habit of having an idea and sort of writing in an orbit around that core idea and stuffing it full of flowery language and prose because that's what I enjoy, but it also prevents me from ever reaching the core of that idea and really making something Real. I had a Real, concise, and raw idea to start but once I started writing this I of course got bogged down in the prose and the thing itself grew colder and colder. long story short, I'll be putting some snippets here that are sure to be cut later, as I really want this to be good and emotionally resonant, and for the first time in my life I'm beginning to accept that sometimes I DO need to kill my darlings, and that's ok! and it will be better for it!!! I'm being so brave!! anyway here's some random word vomit about death and life and sisterly bonds in no particular order:

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once again my roommates are out, leaving me to fend for myself in the dinner and entertainment department. I did a couple rows on the tapestry again but kinda lazed around beyond that - no writing yet today, though the night is still young and I may crack something out in a bit.

I always enjoy having the place to myself when I get the chance. I think I generally work better when I have a living space to myself, especially as an autistic person who's masked so thoroughly for so long that it's difficult to figure out how to unmask. I love my roomies but as long as there's humans around me I've always got some sort of guard up... working on unraveling that in therapy right now! but for now, it can get tiring.

my cat just decided to lay directly across my laptop so I'll take that as a sign to wrap this post up before he starts clicking buttons (too late, he's swatting the trackpad and laying on the spacebar. I've had to retype this twice now)