Argh, such heartbreak!
My mom got me a cute little children's book about jackalopes for my belated birthday, 'cause she knows jackalopes are my Thing.
Flipped through it this morning. God damn it, it's another one of those children's books that ruins a perfectly good story of personal transformation with a moral of "YOU SHOULD NEVER HAVE ASPIRED TO BE SOMETHING YOU WEREN'T 'BORN' TO BE."
Grr. Hey, @egypturnash , wanna illustrate a kids' book about happy transjackalopes? >:D
I mean, for fuck's sake, the poor little shit's magical horns grow every time he TELLS A LIE.
I want to write my own version where his horns grow every time he does something noble, every time he protects someone, every time he pursues what he really wants without listening to the rest of the world.
Oh, his horns will still get him into trouble. That's what jackalopes DO. But sure as hell nobody's going to tell him he has to lose those beautiful prickly things over it.
Not in my world.
@zebratron2084 H*ck yes!
I'm so tired of stories which force characters to carry around literal visual representations of their shame everywhere they go
Like, h*ck -- we all have consciences that follow us around and remind us when it's least convenient about all our mistakes. We don't need a visual queue on top of that.