Hi, everyone! Things have been going pretty well. I have started recording a lot of my pieces, which you can check out on my youtube. On the other hand, I am going to take a break from doing reviews. I don't have a plan for when I return to my review website, but I will no longer be updating that site. Thank you for all the support you've given me and I hope you enjoy all the new content I'll be providing! Onto the essay. There is light beneath us. I take the bus home on Tuesday nights and, oh, the journey is glorious. There is something beautiful about twenty-so people huddled in one vehicle, their individual dreams and worries whirling and slipping into one another’s consciousness. There is a unity underlined with discord that can only be described as light.
I think we sometimes forget that the people around us exist. They’re not just statues decorating our lives. No, they’re people with their own histories and beliefs. We have so many lives we live. Sometimes we’re simply the person sitting in the back of the bus. Other times we’re the person who gives up their chair for the girl who wants to be with her parent. We are still nobodies in both situations, yet we are there and glowing. I forget how big the world is. I get so caught up in my life and everyone I know that I disregard the countless people that make up the backdrop. I underestimate my appreciation for the boy and his father that pass me every morning. I overlook the people driving cars on my way to school. For all I know, this may be the last time I see these people. Most of all, I neglect those I don’t see. They may be a town or a continent away, but they are still living and, oh, they glimmer. I am the one who needs to pay attention and remember the light beneath us.
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Before I begin, I just want to let you know that I'm no longer updating my four other blogs. I have found they aren't getting that much views and it may be easier just to keep this one. Anyways, onto the story! "Secrets in A Cave" Dear Mother,
What were you thinking when you abandoned me? Did you know your decision would separate us by oceans? Did you know I would miss you? In my moments of weakness, I think you didn’t know any of that. I think you were scared and if anything, you wanted to help your family. Maybe you thought the best way to do that was to abandon me. I hate not knowing. I hate these secrets in a cave. I hate that memories are too short and fantasies are too strong. Sometimes, I even hate you. I’m constantly told by people that I’m lucky and special. Even my older brother Jolly who was also adopted from China scolds me for my anger. Are we adoptees not allowed to feel anything but gratefulness? Don’t get me wrong, I am so fortunate and privileged to have Kiko and Jonah Stoneman as my parents. Thanks to my mother, I am connected to my Asian heritage although she is Japanese and I, Chinese. I love my parents and their British accents. I love this mush of a family we’ve created, but Mother, where are you in all this? I’m lost. I’m stranded in an underground cavern, condemned to a relentless pursuit of truth. Secrets are my prey, but they are quick to duck out of sight. I’m alone and I hope that you care. Mother, what were you thinking? Love, Wendy Stoneman Hello, everyone. As you've probably noticed, it's not March, meaning I lied. I'm going to change my big update schedule to every three months: April, August, and December, or AAD. This goes for the Zyanya Ridge website as well. I'll try to fit at least one review between each of those months as well. I don't have that much to say and I don't want to bore you with rambling, so I'm going to keep the rest of this post short. I have lots of stories and art projects to be published soon. I've also realized that I am genderfluid, asexual, and aromantic. Finally, I'm still struggling with mental illnesses. Life has been a mixture of a windy storm and a calm snowfall, but I have hope for the future. Well, see you in August! Have a good next few months!
Hello, everyone. So I'm changing the way I'm running these blogs. I'm going to do the same thing Hunter and I do for our zyanyaridge site. I'm going to have four big posts per year for each blog. The information included in these "big updates" includes reports on my stories, little tips, and, maybe once in a while, a short story. This will vary depending on the topic of the blog, but the point is that I'm no longer having topic posts. Why? Well, I've realized my blog had become a dumping ground for my troubles and I'm putting unnecessary burdens on my readers. Most people visiting my blog come here from my social media and they're looking for updates on my stories and artwork. Now, they can go to my "Writer Updates" and find all the notifications they need about my books. Want to see how my songwriting is doing? Go to "Musician Updates". I'm not going to delete all my previous posts, but it will be rare to see any more like them. I might do little updates if something big is happening or I have a new story that I really want people to view. I may even do shout-outs once in a while, but keep tabs on RidgeReviews for recognitions. I'll be posting on September's, December's, March's, and June's. If you have any questions about the new plan, please post below. Thanks!
Welcome back, viewers! If you're an oldie, I'm guessing you noticed right away something was different. Well, you're right. You know when you're looking at an old piece of writing you wrote and you can't help thinking, "this is so good, but so bad." Well, that's how I was feeling about this site. As much as I loved it, I thought the background image wasn't inviting, the layout was confusing, and the blog too random. Yeah, it gave you the basics; blog, about me, contact info; but I wanted to give you something clean and fresh. Something that would continue to catch your mind even after you've visited a thousand times.
Welcome to http://www.darcywriting.weebly.com take two. In this new land, you'll find the foreign beasts like art, poetry, and screenplays. "Really?" says you. You're probably either saying it like "Really?!" or in a more judgmental way. I don't care, but keep on feeling those feelings. Now you can find my thoughts on four of my passions just by a click of a button. If you follow me on Wattpad, Storybird, or Storywars, head on over to the As a Writer section. Follow me on DeviantArt, Behance, or Pixiv? Welcome to As an Artist. Enjoy reading my poems on Wattpad, tumblr, and Storybird, I hope you enjoy the As A Poet section. Have you read my screenplays on Amazon Storywriter or Wattpad? Join the crew at As a Screenwriter. If you don't follow me on any of those sites, but follow me on twitter, instagram, or any other social media I joined, still come. Don't leave. If you're a complete stranger and have never heard of me before, still stay. All are welcome. In each section, you will find things that relate only to those topics. You can unravel the secrets of my writing and art journeys. You can climb cliffs with me on my screenplay page. Whatever your interest, come and check out each page. If you honestly don't care about my writing or art, stay here in this update page where I now have the time to focus on all those other topics I care about like diversity, language, ugly dolls, and books. Okay, maybe not ugly dolls, but the point is, this update page will no longer talk about my writing. Yawn. I think it's time to say farewell. I wish you all a good month. See you again at the end of November! |
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