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ghostofgatsby

October 1, 2017

Hello again,

College is once again keeping me very busy (read: stressed out to hell), so apologies for the null posting these past few months. Adjusting is, as always, a challenge.

A month has passed since the polls have been up, and I’d still really appreciate it if you haven’t answered yet that you’d let me know “What would you like to see next?”

The poll is completely anonymous, takes maybe a minute or two to reply to, and only one option can be chosen so pick the one you’d like to see the most!

I want to keep the poll open as long as I can to get the most voices possible as I can…and that helps me know what fic/piece to focus on when I do finally get the chance to work on something! It’s great motivation ^^!

So if you haven’t checked that poll out yet, please do so, it’d mean a lot to me.

Thanks!

~Ghost

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ghostofgatsby

August 30, 2017

I’m curious, and though my posting has been null (I’m back in college, atm! sorry :/!)
this blog still gets some decent traffic.

So, I was hoping you might take the time to answer a quick poll? Just to let me know what you want to see in the future- what you’d like me to work on in the coming months. My free time to write has been narrowed down a lot, and some direction would be nice if you’d all like to provide input.

Once up for a couple weeks or so, or maybe a month (depends how long I remember to keep it/check it) I’ll examine the data and go from there. Depending what the result is, I might ask another poll or post something letting you know what I’ve decided to focus the majority of my writing time on.

Don’t know what the poll options are referencing? Check out my ao3 or around this blog (links on the side bar and above) or ask (down in the comments below).

Now, you can only vote once on the first poll, so choose wisely, and choose whatever you’d like to see- I’ll write any, and regardless of result I’ll probably write at least a couple of these. This just gives me a good idea of what to prioritize. Gotta give the people what they want, right :P?

Anyway!

This strawpoll is about “What would you like to see next?” regarding my fic writing in the yogs/hats fandom.

If you only answer that one, that’s fine by me- the other one is less important.

This second strawpoll is about “What fandom do you/would you read fic by me in?”. You can select multiple options on this one. If you do/would read “all of the above” don’t select all the options individually, just select the option that says, “All of Them”. This doesn’t necessarily have to include/exclude the “Other” option. You can select “Other” if there’s another fandom that I’m not thinking of that you’re like, “Ghost likes/would like this and would write for this and I would read that” or something along those lines, or if I’ve forgotten something, or if nothing else applies but whatever, etc.

Thanks for taking the time to answer! I appreciate it ^^.

-Ghost

ghostofgatsby

July 27, 2017

Ugh, I woke up (yes, very late, at the end of the day) to all the political garbage and discriminatory shit continuing this week and

my heart is heavy and angry and hurt and sad

and I feel powerless. I wish I could hug each of my trans friends and followers. I wish I could give you some sort of support that would make things less shit.

I don’t know how.

And I know it’s not much, but all of you matter to me. I don’t care what your identity is or what the rest of the world thinks you are. To me, you are important, and you matter. Your identity is valid. You are valid.

And I know this world feels hopeless right now- it feels hopeless to me too.

But I just want you to know that I care. It’s not much, I know. But it’s something.

-Ghost

Compassion Will Kill You

I’ve read other poetry books by Adrian Bouvier before, (though apparently I never wrote something on Drown, whoops). But anyway, when I saw he had another book on Amazon I had to buy it.

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This one was a lot harder to get through than the last ones, since this deals more with parental abuse, guilt, mental health, drug use, and death. Bouvier has both a detached and a striking way of approaching these subjects, and it hits painfully.

Stag:

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I think Stag was my favorite. Reading it, it has a rhythm evocative of being chased, of an inescapable feeling of running from something, running from everything you’ve screwed up.

Sweet Things:

 

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Sunsea:

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(And, without pics)

Don’t Come Home:

“they say that good men go to war and don’t ever

come back. they say good men go to war.
they say that good men don’t come home from war.
they say good men go to war, and while they’re there
one of two things will happen:

1. that good man will die, or
2. a different man will come back home in a body
3. that once belonged to a good man.

you came back, if you can come back from home,
in a hollow thing. with a hollow thing. as a hollow thing
like a skin you can’t get rid of. the war found a place inside
you to hide and now it’s wearing the good man’s face
you used to own. and you are the hollow thing. you are hollow.

good men do not come home from war.

they say good men go to war. they say bad men
start wars and good men go to them, because it is right.
because that’s where they need to be. you never went.
you never went. you just got born right here. you were born
with a gunshot splintering you out of the womb. you
were born like a bomb out of the belly of a jet. you’ve
been at war your whole life. you’ve been a war
you’re whole life.

you are not the good man who came to this war. he died there.
he died somewhere in between not being able to cry anymore
and that third month in the trench when he shot a man rather than
let him linger. when you learned what mercy is when mustard gas
is involved and he learned he wasn’t good anymore.

they say good men in love go to war and one of three things
will happen:

1. that good man in love will die, or
2. that man in love will die, or
3. that love will die.

and they’re right. nothing stays the same in war.
nothing survives the men’s slaughterhouse that ground
becomes, and especially not love. it gets twisted up,
gets all strange when you sleep on it, creases folded in,
memories faux-gilded in light of all that gore. even
sinning love. even love illegally gained and kept.

you can put that sinning love in your mouth and chew it
into a different shape, a new kind of awful: nobody cares
in a trench. nobody goddamn cares in a trench.

no good man comes back from a war. nothing good
comes back from a war.

good men start wars and good men die in wars and
good men get lost.”

If this sounds like your kind of thing, check it out on Amazon.

Check out the rest of my posts about poetry here.