So when do people who play DND realize they’re actually playing extensions of themselves?
I guess it depends on if they’re emotionally able to or not. I didn’t realize for a bit, until, I definitely realized.
Author: Audrey Miranda-Russelman
My New Pact with God, and Losing My Religion
I never thought of myself as someone who would end up struggling with my faith. I was raised in the traditional Latin masses of the Catholic church-… Read more “My New Pact with God, and Losing My Religion”
Ukraine’s skies, or: Teddy bears
An ekphrastic poem A crystalline Art: ‘Daddy’s girl’ by Vika Muse Papa, do you remember our clouds that looked like giant teddy bears? Though I fled …… Read more “Ukraine’s skies, or: Teddy bears”
Protected: Raised in Black and White
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Schindler’s Complex
Living in an age where all the bad news of the world is so readily available makes it that much harder to feel like we are doing… Read more “Schindler’s Complex”
Why We Make Wishes at Night
I don’t wish on stars every time I see one. And I don’t wish in the morning, unless it’s 11:11am. Even then, I struggle to wish for… Read more “Why We Make Wishes at Night”
Our Disabled Memoirs
A 12 Year Foreword and Re-edit Foreword I didn’t think this would EVER be something I shared, particularly with the faceless and infinite internet (also, a pretty… Read more “Our Disabled Memoirs”
Protected: A Different Kind of Grief
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You are More Than a Manic Pixie Dream Girl
Maybe you have a dope playlist, cool hair, spunky sense of wardrobe, and a free spirit that makes everyone around you feel happy and uplifted–or occasionally bombarded. Or maybe you’re someone who fell for one of those girls mentioned above. This is for you, too. 🙂
Audrey Miranda-Russelman 