Hey, Miss J!

Maybe I’m obsessed with it? I don’t know… but I do like sappy, fluffy stories. Full of sap. It’s so sticky in fact that I sometimes struggle to write drama or anything really hard-hitting.

I don’t think I’ve ever written anything that extreme… or at least I didn’t think I had.

Recently, I stumbled on something I’d written a long looong time ago. Back around in maybe 2002 or 2003? It was a case of person-in-person.

Literally.

One of them was sweet as pie, firm but loving and very protective. The other… was a psychopath who had no qualms about harming others. Finding those brief documents reminded me of when I RPed as a mutant character. There are quite a few memories from other sites I was on, but this one in particular has lingered in the back of my tiny mind. The reason it has is this… That character was a cannibal.

I am very serious. Back when I was a teenager… and here I have to suck in a breath and try not to cry… just about two decades ago, I was a graphic writer. I’ve been like that since at least 2001 – but the detailing I’ve done has only increased over the years.

How I managed to play someone who was literally split between two entirely different people… I’m pretty sure I was constantly in a dark place.

And, when you’re lonely and bored – RPing online can sometimes be all you got. I made friends with some of these people. Or at least I thought they were people. There were some definite bonified sick people I encountered in some of those forums.

The owner of the forum where I played that particular character died about ten years ago. I’ve no clue from what. His family never told us – but why would they? We were faceless and unknown entities that claimed to know him even though we never met him in person. Though, I did post my condolescences and said he was a wonderful friend to have.

… Only for one of his family members to turn around and delete it.

I was angry and hurt… but back then I just let it roll off my back.

How I achieved that feat, I will never understand… This is because as an adult, I had so many issues with stability. Financially, I was shaky because of all the vices I kept feeding into. Mentally, I was even less on solid ground.

Now though?

I’m sort of addicted to “Intervention” videos.

Ironic, no?

At one point, I wanted to see if I could revive that character… but decided to just leave it be. There is absolutely no way that I could in good conscience resume writing for a character like that.

If not for that, there was so much more she could have been.

Although… readers don’t appreciate it if you have too much involvement with original characters. Matter of fact, someone snapped at me over it.

I appreciate constructive criticism, but not insults. Insults don’t count as instructive. The person also snapped over how I was spelling the name Spider-Man. Since I don’t read the comics at current, I didn’t think anything was wrong with just spelling it “Spiderman” and when you think about it, the word was also in the Britannica, however it referred to a person who built, not scaled, buildings.

Still, the reader took such offense, that I decided to fix it during revisions.

…. And maybe I was being lazy and didn’t want to stretch out my itty bittys to reach over and grab a hyphen.

I suppose I should thank them.

Thank you random reader! You’re rage has not been in vain!

Spider-Man it is! And an extra stretch my fingers did not want to do.

Back to the topic at hand… Love, sap… fluff, I enjoy all of it. Currently, I have something I started working on, then had to pause… realizing that I was working on chapter 20 instead of 19.

Oops!

~J. Lyst

And since there will be soon an extremely violent overhaul, I have new hopes that what is left of my brain will skip town and go have fun somewhere else.