Hey,
Despite being busier than ever, I have so little to show you it’s honestly a little embarrassing. Trust me when I say this will be the last month in a while that’s this dry – I’ll have a little bit of niceties to show off in the coming months.
There are times when you need to get something off you chest, but there’s simply no one there to say it to. I’m sure you’ve had moments like that – moments where you have all your words burning a hole in your head, and no one to pat you on the back and say they’re the good, clear kind of thoughts.
Not just normal words, either – not poetry or prose or dialogue or anything of that manner: they are instead the sting of untranslatable feelings.
There are things not even worth saying, not because they don’t matter, but because you fail to explain them in a way others can accept or understand. It is a profound sort of injury.
Have you ever gone to a fair as a child, and then return as an adult, only to see how old and decrepit it’s become? It feels like a part of you flies away to some unreachable place after that, but it only truly happens once you realize the thrilling reality: your childhood was only a single point in time: aging places, aging people, aging times. It’s not so important to give those things to our own offspring, but to give them the spirit of those things – help them to relive how your youth felt, even if it isn’t by the same bay, fishing the same waters, catching the same fish.
Granddad is old, and too much time in the sun makes him tired.
Grandma’s moved on in years, and it’s you that has to cook for the family.
Even with the vestiges of your own childhood fading away, it’s your responsibility as a parent to provide as fertile life as possible for your children – they’ll look back on those days when they’re your age, and they’ll remember the important things, what they meant, and the necessity of passing those feelings of connectedness onto their own progeny. It’s in the forging of these links of tradition that create the bed of culture that we, in our modern age, have largely forgotten.
But enough existentialism: let’s focus on the silly goofy knuckle-headed booky things!
Focusing on music is a good start:
Sometimes writing seems to only possess the physical correlation of pulling teeth out of one’s own skull, and other times it’s just like leaning into a breeze – I’d like to think Jinsang’s music has made that harrowing process easier for me from time to time, so I wanted to share him with you today.
I’m working on a Visual Novel!
Just in time for Halloween… news about a spooky thing!
I got approached by an independent developer to be the lead writer for a highly narrated, very creepy game setting!
With You Forever is a Psychological Horror/Romance that, aside from having one of the strangest sounding genre mixes, works exceptionally well for the story we’re putting together. The relationships do not take the backseat to this story, but in fact pile on more of the eeriness that I’ve been dreaming of delivering to readers for many years. I never thought this would be the way I’d get my first big foray into horror, but there you have it.
Look forward to news, art, and more in the coming months as development progresses.
A fall-scented fantasy cross-promotion!
Mix up that Pumpkin Spiii~
One neat thing: Share with your friends and get them Woodcastle for free, along with a ton of other fantasy books.
I teamed up with a few authors to run a group promotion – one newsletter sign up = one book. I figured many of you more voracious readers would be into it while I prepped something new for everyone.
Of course, you’re also free to horde all the books to yourself. I won’t tell…
You can get your free books over at https://books.bookfunnel.com/fullswingfallepicfantasybash/exro1kinye. I think in the future I’ll join at least one of these a month. If you think it’s too “promotion…ly(?)” then you may politely disregard – thank you.
Featured art of the month: Mignon Minion by LobotomyBunny
Less of a big impressive piece and more of a reminder that the Newsletter is going to be massively expanded in the coming months with all sorts of cool visits from all manner of unexpected and delightful servants of High Overlord Chaos – He’s got thousands of these fellows, and you’ll get to meet more than few in our grand email-reading adventures. I hope you’ve been enjoying it.
Farewell of the Month
I cannot overstate how excited I am about next month. I should have a new short story, art, and schemes to share with you all at once!
It sure is nice being me sometimes. I adore writing things for you, and look forward to the day that I’ll be even less busy with things to commit myself even more to The Great Work. Next month, however; I expect we’ll be seeing a grand increase in my writing output. My responsibilities at work will change in another assignment, so the amount of free time I’ll have on my cuffs should be greatly improved.
Bless you and I hope you have a wonderful October. Don’t be frightened when the pumpkins start waltzing down the streets and the falling leaves begin to sing – that’s par for the season.
All the best,
Kell Inkston
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