Item: Earlier this week, Jefferson Beauregard Sessions, our nation's top law enforcement official, announced a plan to increase the scope of civil asset forfeiture by law enforcement, rolling back the restrictions on this practice put into place during the Obama administration.
Item: This Thursday, the New York Times published an interview with the current occupant of the Oval Office in which he expressed regret for appointing the aforementioned JeffBo, despite his having been one of said occupant's early adopters. He gave as the reason JeffBo's recusal from the investigation into the administration's ties with Russia.
Now, why am I seeing these two items as related?
( The dots, let me connect them. )
(Title of post is from the Mountain Goats' "Up the Wolves.")
Some are boring — Shared Diamond Shield letting anyone cast Protect as a SB is of limited utility -- but others (Sentinel's Grimoire, Ramza's Shout relic, Terra's Maduin summoning relic and so on) are very nice.
No telling how long before they fix this bug, so I can't promise it's still in effect, but I just picked up a bunch of nice toys.
The things I post are barely edited. They may have typos. They're not majorly-high-quality writing, in which I've lovingly labored over sentences and synonyms. They contain far too much punctuation and will probably systematically abuse italics. They're not going to be perfect.
What I want to see is if - and how well - I can build something interesting, something resembling a story, out of these incomplete ideas and fragmented entries. This is word-and-story brainstorming. It's an experiment. I want to try to make something really cool (or at least decently cool) from this nearly nonexistent framework, and see what happens, and where it takes me.
The process is simple: I open up DW during a break at work, and let my brain and fingers go. Whatever happens, I read it over once or twice to correct anything truly offensive, and then make myself post. It's casual, just to practice writing and practice creating to try to get back into the habit.
So, that's what's going on here.
( the shattering's world )
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I struck something invisible and ended up tumbling out of the magic onto the front lawn, landing in an awkward heap. Hey, it happens sometimes: in this case, May and Arston had probably changed the wards and I'd have to retune myself. Or, I thought, as I slowly sat up from my pile-of-trash pose and noticed the blinding glow, something more powerful is blocking puny magic like mine without thinking about it...
( blinding light )