in search of lost time marginalia
i’ve always drawn pictures in the margins of my books. dont know why. not gonna analyze. i’ve been trying to read proust in french this year, and as i go, checking translations again in english, i been seeing images
so: i am gonna upload them here. keep this page bookmarked. it can only be good.
mama in her garden dress
vol 1, p13
translations read
- Swann’s Way: Lydia Davis translation, US version
2025-6 weekly post
Writing
still on ‘The Girl’. only wrote 4 days this week, got into the next step of disassociation. we’re into the nightmares, the soldiers, the bars
in addition:
- finished a new intro to Kossler on my phone. its nice to write in the notes app. i havent done so in a decade
- another submission. im trying to submit on thursdays now, but i’m still not recording (oops). maybe later i’ll have details that count
Other projects
- made a really stupid game at a game jam
- still writing on the ants. had a very busy week outside the home, so i haven’t done much
Books
dipped into proust some. lots of short stories, of course. again, busy week, right. right? right?
Other
Nope! I played lots of zelda instead of reading. Tears of the Kingdom. i am in an imagined world, wondering around. i am chilling it the depths. im really enjoying the game, for only being pointless
also went to a david lynch drag tribute. someone did a striptease as the lost highway mystery man (10/10, transcendent)
why is the dominant aesthetic form of so much web-art brutalist?
its always plain text, default font, white background. its checkerboard transparent stand-ins, equal-width characters, source code visibility a must. i feel it pretends to a sort of transparent modernism, a text describing its own creation apparatus, but why then does it seem to me so nostalgic? these are all signifiers of old ways of using the computer, old by the time i got my first laptop (which was a very long time ago now). it feels like a stranger letting you know something awful dot com is the originator of online culture, not 4chan like you were taught. i guess it comes off like a pose, is what it feels like. i’m not coddled byt the convenience of modern computing, it tells you. i’m an operator, eyes inside
brought on by seeing this, though really this is a reaction to almost everything, a tantrum of things i dont understand
ren'py game jam submission at wonderville
this weekend i participated in a game jam at wonderville. we had 2hrs to learn ren’py and make a game with it. in my team, i did the writing. all this below was in ~1hr, no erasing, no thinking ahead. it was fun, huh
also, note, it doesnt actually use any ai. that’s a lie, or maybe an attemt to seem more modern
2025-5 weekly post
Writing
continued revisions this week for ‘the girl’. disassociation and derealism’s begun. in essence, i worked on the part where its just a line of uncomfortably sequenced short stories with only hints of delineation, so of course i love these parts
in addition:
- messing with more heightened kossler fantasy voice. is it tending too bolaño or bernhard? perhaps. but that just leads to more joyful revision.
- submitted somewhere. tbh i forget, cause im not back to keeping records yet. hope they adore me
Other projects
drafting out new devlogs for my ants, often away from home and on my phone, in lines for bathrooms
Books
of note:
- started JG Ballard high rise, hell yes
- back to Solenoid (taking in a section again as audiobook). by the time i finish ill likely have been reading for six months
- read a couple tiny indie comix
Other media
- Ethel Cain never made sense to me till Perverts. Now I will defend her to the death
- i liked this talk
- saw Dan Deacon perform at a ballet; it was so damn good that he wasn’t even the highlight