Straw Hat Scribe

The perfect summer retreat.

I want to follow in Chizuko’s footsteps and explore Taiwan’s delicious food.

Daniil Silantev via Unsplash Sometimes you wander into a random bookstore and pick up a book that you’ve never heard of but that tickles your curiosity in a way you can’t quite explain.

White Rabbit and Amaranth by Isoda Koryūsai, 1766–1776, source Continuing this little newsletter series in which I ramble about everything and nothing, I got my first short story rejection!

White Rabbit and Amaranth by Isoda Koryūsai, 1766–1776, source Welcome to Leaves of Straw, the sequel to my previous weekly update series Lab Notes.

Job Description: Woodland Goblin.

Peonies by Utagawa Kitamaro, 753–1806, source It looks like the change to Straw Hat Scribe wasn’t enough.

This is the Brighton of Ireland, preening and reeling in tourists like any British seaside town but loosened and warmed by the kind nature of the Emerald Isle, where all girls are “loves”, all boys are “mates”, and everyone is your neighbour, stopping in…

Last weekend, I attended the NieR:Orchestra Concert re:12024 [ the end of data ] in Tokyo, where parts of the soundtracks for Nier: Automata as well as Nier Gestalt & Replicant1 were performed by an orchestra, choir, and the original vocalists.

Source: Unsplash Stoner by John Williams is a jewel of a novel.

Pandemonium by John Martin, 1841.

This is a story bible for my serial Requiem of the Moth and other stories in the same setting.

May she bloom.

Story Index Previous chapter Content warnings1 The Awakening of the Deep is published two twists after the Pai clan suppresses news of burglary at their mansion.

Story Index Previous Chapter Content warnings1 “My lord, breakfast is ready.”

Home sweet home… (Hell by François de Nomé, 1622, source) Exiled from Heaven for rebelling against God, the angel Lucifer falls into Hell and gathers his followers to make a new home out of his prison—and so Satan, the arch-fiend, is born.

Story Index Previous chapter Content warnings1 “I’ll retrieve the puppet.

Countless rice fields, broken up only by tiny villages and groves of pine or bamboo—that was the first taste of countryside I glimpsed from the train north of Tokyo.

Story Index Previous chapter Content warnings1 I might be able to do something about the latter.

Source: Jisu Han via Unsplash On March 13th, I learned I had to move out of my apartment by the end of the month.