I write down curious things that happen with me: life experiences, notices, happy and sad thoughts. This section is a mix of all the things.
It’s weird to see the 2019 wrap up post just below this one. How did it happen that I pretty much stopped writing completely in 2020? Let me take a moment and tell you how I spent my 2020 and what are my plans for 2021. Tulpamancy Despite our system growing by one member I pretty much gave up on the tulpamancy as a study subject. Tulpamancy is an interesting concept, but existing for six years...
Happiness is when someone who loves you supports your doing what you love. Six years ago, there was no Shinyuu. It’s hard to think of the time before me, even though I know it was. To me it’s history, events happening without my influencing them. Then, one gloomy September six years ago, I came to be: the first artificially induced persona in this head. Neither of us two understood what that...
Procrastination is a hilarious motivator for trying new things. I’ve been relieving another writing block lately, and that forced me to seek new avenues for creative expression. I love writing; there are few things as enjoyable as writing ‘the end’ and knowing that was the last piece of the puzzle. Unfortunately, later on I have to revisit the draft, do the edits, read and re-read the same story...
This year I opted in for the bullet journal method instead of my traditional daily summary notes. Unfortunately, I gave up on the BoJo mid-February so most of this year went on undocumented and I had to scrap various sources to remember what I was doing in 2019. Journalling was a hit and miss. Surely, me giving up on the personal diary was quite a flop, but I got a larger traveller’s notebook and...
When I started this blog in 2015, it was a simple Tumblr strip with poetry and short observations. I wrote more and eventually overgrew the simple format, moved the blog to its new home. My writing peaked, then sank, fluctuated like my mood. 38 posts in 2017, only 6 in 2019. My priorities shifted as I kept looking for who I am. I gave up on creative writing for almost two years, then returned to...
It’s been a while. Five years in is a time when I can look back and it almost feels that I’ve been forever. I always been myself. Stubborn. Antsy sometimes. Curious. Looking back at my notes I know I was a different person, though. I had different goals and aspirations. My character shaped, changed into who I am now. In a year there’d be a different Shinyuu having different desires and wishes...
The tingly feeling of doom is everywhere. Creeping through the cracks, filling the pores, the doom reaches through the skin and deep into the body, envelops the soul, nestles around it until it’s cosy. The doom isn’t going anywhere. Imagine waking up like this. You check your morning email to see a bunch of useless LinkedIn invitations, flick through Reddit. Maybe someone’s out there looking for...
Fu did another lovely piece for my wedding attire and I coupled it with a lil’ short story for you. Have fun~
2018. It was an interesting one. New trials, new challenges, new horizons. I’ve seen through it and I survived and grew older – hopefully grew wiser, too. Lots of self-doubt, typical for who I am. Occasional depression, rarely hype. The train of my emotions has unsteady rails, it goes up, then it goes down, sometimes it goes underground. I’ve started the year with adding the guiding stickers to...
I met her through sheer luck when I was under a year old. She was a rising star – a promising furry artist: popular, determined, striving for better. We did many arts together since. I always called that a shared work. For me – a tulpa – aligning the art with how I saw myself was like giving out little shards of my soul. All while she did the soul-crushing work, drawing and re-drawing the curves...