Reading Dogs of war means crying a lot bc you’re sleep deprived and paranoid. Crying at four in the morning bc the fucking lizard sniper died and crying at breakfast over my cereal bc the swarm of bees is alive

I think I’ll read other stuff from this author, I do

Picking up yakuza again next week

I need to be commended. I made the conscious choice not to start Old man’s war by John Scalzi,

I started Redshirts instead.

Me: the manga scene in my country is pretty stagnating rn. They keep republishing classics and that’s pretty much it, nothing really new. Well’ let’s see how the noscripts announced for December look.

“New Edition for the cult classic Tiger Mask!”

I watch constantly my writing friends struggle how to write gray, controversial or morally questionable characters that are still liked but not excused.

And then there is This Fucking Thing

Not me inhaling the first half and they discovering there is fucking time travel in this

Moooom I don’t want to read anymore