blogger? I hardly know her!

hiiiiii!!!! my name is finch edmund, my pronouns are they/them and whatever pronouns you use for yourself. i'm a writer first, and after that in no particular order i'm a ttrpg designer, dramaturg, and beginner visual artist. and welcome to my blog!

not to immediately be #vulnerable on my first post but i've gotta be honest about why i'm making this blog. i'm a creator on tiktok, which you may have heard of. and numbers are down over there lmao. i also think that creating on that wretched app isn't necessarily great for my health and i'm lowkey going through it right now! the going through it isn't tiktok related but that wretched app isn't helping.

but i love posting! i love sharing my art with people! and i want a place to do that that doesn't feel as...icky, i guess. so we're trying this out.

if you choose to stick around (no hard feelings if u don't), here's what to expect:

  • original writing excerpts 
  • doodles
  • papercraft 
  • pictures of my cat, topaz
  • ramblings about stuff i like, including but not limited to:
    • sharks
    • shakespeare (especially romeo and juliet)
    • tabletop roleplaying games
    • writing
    • making art in general
    • queerness
    • fandom history
    • the oscar winning film conclave (2024) 
    • & more! 
  • maybe some fanfiction if you ask nicely

this is my hyperfixation zone. enter at ur own risk. 

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