But currently been swapping between Black Silence by Paul Polansky and Subcontractors of Guilt by Esra Özyürek.

I also have The Blind Owl by Sadegh Hedayat which I need to read again because I don't think I had the right environment to really take it in (never trying to read on a plane again)

YEAH, those supports really do wonders to keeping the love of something alive. It also just sucks that its always... never enough time in the day.

There's never enough time, so I usually do things that make me happy in that time I can afford- or actually relax so I can live lmao

than when I practice like... lighting or posing in ff. I almost said modding but that might be a stretch LMAO

IDK, it just doesn't feel great. I'd like to try co-drawing with my bf some time like we did a long time ago!

The only practices I have from the last year really. Which sorta ties into why I... don't pick up the stylus/pen anymore.

Even if I do 2 busts 10 minutes apart my "style" is fluctuating and I can't stay consistent. I know the answer is practice, but practicing drawing feels so much worse-

My old dnd character, Lewis (honestly just a love child between gore magala and venom. I'm not very original)

+ some college-age self doodles. Sorry for shattering any mental images of me if you had one. I'm just A White Guy 🧍‍♂️