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Seriously, you and I are the only audience that will ever exist!
This is a self-help group. Kidding! A little. My name is M. Ode Sierra, which sounds very eclectic and hip becauseāin the words of our beloved Julia FoxāI actually did it myselfā¦ yeah! Speaking of which, I wrote four books. Check them out at āName the Penā above! All will be available, like, soon. In the meantime, say hello to Planet Shmanet. I hereby invite you to a place where no loneliness exists!!
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Right. Further introduction: I donāt know about you (yet), but everything always overwhelms me. Pine trees swaying do it with reverence, and the option of us living in a computer simulation manages to do it withā¦ well, it fucking manages to do it. š
Our current era is the most creative one to date, which is a proven fact because there are multiple YouTube videos about it, actually. Oh, I am ALWAYS right. Opportunities seem to know no end (if youāre a white, conventionally attractive nepo-baby). Forever-possibilitiesā¦ Sounds magical, doesnāt it?
Keep yourself updated, keep myself employed.
Keep yourself updated, keep myself employed.
Until, of course, one realizes that every unique thought has already been conceptualized a million times and no new idea can sound original anymore. Only recycling what sells. I mean, did we honestly need a reboot of āThe Crow,ā or a sequel to āAvatarā? When will Marvel meet its end? Guess. And what on earth was the 2010 Michael Jackson album? A voice impersonator singing, mostly. Remember that shit? Jesus. My poor idol. Even after death, they haunt ya for profit.
Well, artists shall but borrow; what else is there, really? Being one is super tough, but you already know that, right? Okay, yeah, staying positive. Gratitude journalingā¦ Iā¦ know!! Ugh!
Ladies, Gays, and everyone in between or outside: Welcome to my BLOG! Oh, this is a blog, by the way. And I am going to utilize the hell out of it, you guys! We all will. Building Community. š§š»āāļø
Visit āName the Penā for info about my babies. Three poetry collections, two centuries in the making, one novel. So far!
ā>ABANDON THE PART OF YOU THAT CRINGES, AND EMBRACE THE MADNESS. Which translates to: What can I write about that has too much shame attached? Send me stuff in case I run out! (I will never run out, but I am interested in your heart and ache).