I found myself transformed in my bed into a gigantic insect.
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I found myself transformed in my bed into a gigantic insect.
I had three cats called Wizard, George and Cosmos. Everything was perfect.
My friend and I took a music class, but the teacher kept quoting SnapCube dubs.
My room’s door turned into a jail cell door and I couldn’t escape my room so I just started playing video games.
I saw some otter pups in a stream. Their parents weren’t around and I kept coming back to check on them but the parents never showed up. The poor otters kept begging me for food. Suddenly, I had become mum to four baby otters.
I was swimming in a cave full of very friendly manta rays and bioluminescent algae but then I realized I had lost my child and I started freaking out (I do not have a child).
My friends and I were at our senior prom, which was being held in an old castle next to a pier. We got attacked by a groundhog the size of a truck, but we escaped and then bought snow cones.
I was in the UK and everyone called slippers “fuzzywumps”.
I was trying to remember a dream I had, so I looked for where I had submitted it on this blog. I have never submitted a dream here before.
A note to all creatives:
Right now, you have to be a team player. You cannot complain about AI being used to fuck over your industry and then turn around and use it on somebody else’s industry.
No AI book covers. No making funny little videos using deepfakes to make an actor say stuff they never did. No AI translation of your book. No AI audiobooks. No AI generated moodboards or fancasts or any of that shit. No feeding someone else’s unfinished work into Chat GPT “because you just want to know how it ends*” (what the fuck is wrong with you?). No playing around with AI generated 3D assets you can’t ascertain the origin of. None of it. And stop using AI filters on your selfies or ESPECIALLY using AI on somebody else’s photo or artwork.
We are at a crossroad and at a time of historically shitty conditions for working artists across ALL creative fields, and we gotta stick together. And you know what? Not only is standing up for other artists against exploitation and theft the morally correct thing to do, it’s also the professionally smartest thing to do, too. Because the corporations will fuck you over too, and then they do it’s your peers that will hold you up. And we have a long memory.
Don’t make the mistake of thinking “your peers” are only the people in your own industry. Writers can’t succeed without artists, editors, translators, etc making their books a reality. Illustrators depend on writers and editors for work. Video creators co-exist with voice actors and animators and people who do 3D rendering etc. If you piss off everyone else but the ones who do the exact same job you do, congratulations! You’ve just sunk your career.
Always remember: the artists who succeed in this career path, the ones who get hired or are sought after for commissions or collaboration, they aren’t the super talented “fuck you I got mine” types. They’re the one who show up to do the work and are easy to get along with.
And they especially are not scabs.
*that’s not even how it ends that’s a statistically likely and creatively boring way for it to end. Why would you even want to read that.
My house was melting while I was sitting in the hallway, doing homework (haven’t been to school in years) and I knew that my house was melting but I was just kind of okay with it?