Ani Was Writing

I know a soul who wanted to swallow a mountain. Well, I say a mountain, but she was probably thinking of a mountain of orange chicken. She seemed to like that stuff while she was hanging out with me in the Land of the Dead. Then again, maybe that was why she wasn’t allowed into Heaven by the Big Guy Upstairs. He did seem to have a problem with the ones who could consume a lake of drink and a hill of food without batting their eyes. I doubt she could bat her eyes at this point anyway. I heard she died from a stroke while she was eating, which is why she hasn’t stopped since she got here. She rolled around everywhere down here, hovering up any food she could stick her tongue out for. I can’t imagine how she must have been in her physical life.  She once told me that she was a popular food eater in her physical life, but something made me doubt that. But the amount she could eat made me second guess my doubt. She seemed to truly gorge on anything she could find. One time, she ate my s...

I know a soul who could twirl any being they wanted around their finger.  As we all know, when you’re dead, your spiritual body carries the same traits as your physical body did. Well, this soul had it all when they were alive. Flawless skin, a figure sculpted of marble, eyes that glinted under the softest sources of light, and the aire of someone who wanted to caress every part of every other soul that walked through here. I don’t think I’ve ever seen them alone. There was always someone around them, whether it was considered to be of a similar species or not. Obviously, the Big Guy Upstairs was happy to keep them down in Hell. After all, you didn’t want someone like them running around the heavenly landscape and casually caress everything there. If there was a way to pleasure a soul of any type, they were surely the one to try and bring that pleasure. I heard that in their physical life, they were stunning and attracted all of their specific species easily. I mean, it didn’t seem...

     "Jimmy! Jimmy!" Mommy shouts for me. I get up and run to her. She is picking up my bath time toys and the soap she likes to wash me with. Bath time! I jump up and down in happiness. I love bath time! I run to the  bathroom so I can beat her there. I see my blue rubber ducky on Daddy's desk. What is it doing up there? I grab it off his desk and run into the bathroom.       "There you are! Come on. The water is nice." I hear Mommy laugh. I take off my clothes and jump in. I splash around with my rubber ducky. It feels funny. It isn't squishy, and I can hear something inside it. I shake it around. Mommy dumps my other toys in the water and pours water on my head. I want to get inside my rubber ducky to see what is inside. I shake and move my ducky until I see the little plug on its butt. What is the plug doing on there again? I use my small fingers to pull the plug off so I can spray Mommy with the water. I get it off and put the ducky in the wa...

   Hola! How are things?   I said I wasn't streaming this weekend, but I would like to go a little deeper into it here.    The main reason is burnout. I mentioned it toward the end of my NaNoWriMo streams , so I will just say the following: With all of the things I need to do, especially before the end of year, my decision to do the streams sucked a lot of my time and energy. It is this burst of streams that made me see how seldom I can determine and prioritize my tasks and activities.    Thank you to everyone who has supported me during my streams. I hope this doesn't disappoint those who enjoy my streams and wished me to keep up the daily content.   The second reason is my sudden aversion to online life. I haven't been super invested in the online communities and friends, probably due to the more recent of two ties that broke. I have been feeling a bit disconnected from the people and games that used to give me comfort. I admit, I haven't been r...