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i swear to god this is friggin' stupid.

context!
im a 90s kid who clearly was a little bean when the lord of the rings films came out, so a big part of my development as an artist and person is influenced by this piece of media *cheff kiss*
of course, in that time there was another big saga on going, harry potter. and i clearly remember how my brain tried to figure out why characters like legolas, arwen and dobby were suposed to be from the same race. it doesn't had any sense and i never understood it! (until i was a little older to figure out why part of HP world was like that. but that's on another topic)

that wasn't the only time where i didnt understand elf, faeries and goblins could be that different from one representation to another one. spain has cool things, and lot of history on his back. recently i could track the places where the celtic people got on the iberian peninsula and i was really excited to discover that! galicia, one of the north western regions, is probably the place with most celtic influence, but we have history on avila and madrid, regions on the center of the peninsula.
yes, spain is catholic and it shows, but it has still interesting mythology on their history, specially on the northern zones! if you want to research cool stuff, basque country/euskaldun culture is AMAZING. and yet, i was raised in a bland popular culture (probably because of the high amount of catholics on my family) of what hadas (fairy) was. because i didn't even knew about feyworld until i was really older (like, 25 or more)

the term 'hadas' (faeries) only means one thing in the spanish popular culture, and it's those tiny criatures like Tinkerbell with butterfly wings and sparkling dust making magic. which isn't inherently bad, but feyworld or elves or anything that could astray from that perception? nope, there isn't mentioned anywhere, not even in playgrounds, schools, etc. besides the elves i already mentioned before.

we had duendes, trasgos, hadas, gnomos... but nothing else.

so when i'm introduced to the feykind lore, i understand how figures like Jareth the Goblin King, he would be more a fey lord than a goblin. because you see david bowie and you look at the other small creatures and again, all of that are goblins?

gotta say that elves, faeries and goblins has been mixed in terms (in a way that they were using the wrong name for the same creature, or the same name for two different creatures) not only in spanish culture, or at least, the small amount of spanish culture that could have got them. but it's intriguing how i know a lot about mythology on angels and demons, some other little on witchcraft, and barely nothing on this last one.

with this proper context, it's even more funnier coming to the original topic: the Elf Street, or Calle Elfo, a street of my neighborhood that i saw since i was little and it made me chuckle but didnt knew why it's called like that.

well. i tried. i swear i tried to research it for several days. there's no friggin evidence why is called like this.

i only got the information of when it began to be called Calle del Elfo (Street of the Elf), and it was on 1950's year. which is EVEN WEIRDER. because i got some maps from earlier on that date and the street was called 'Covadonga Street' (probably named after Nuestra Señora de Covadonga). on that time, spain was under a dictatorship pretty close to the Church, *it really has no sense that a street called after a representation of Virgin Mary goes under the name of a pagan creature*. because that people where... INTENSE, to the point of translate any author name to spanish for the sake of patriotism.

but there's not a single trace of information on why the street is called like this. this was a rural zone before 1950, maybe if it was some forest, could be some elves. or goblins. or faeries. or whatever the person who saw that creature called that, and therefore, used the name for the street.

it was also a name (not a last name) on XVIII century, but i barely found records about it.

so, this could be a pretty cool mystery or the most frustrant research i ever made. god damn it

Current Mood: frustrated
Current Location: Good Ol' Sofa
Current Music: Blackbriar

yesterday i could finally write a little more of Laurel's story on a prose note. not only outline, but chapter part.
i know outlines are important and valid too but i do see value on being able to write the actual story, specially when i was so burned out i couldn't even write two words together that sounded good.

probably it has something to do with the great storm we had yesterday. we had rainy days this last two weeks -which is not too good for my laundry schedules but welp-, but not a proper storm, lightning and thunders breaking the sky, blinding flaring clouds in a flash of lilac that burns into your eyes. got my writing stuff, sit down on the conservatoire -or the balcony, if you dont want to call it something that... intense- and begin to write.
raging storm, a pretty nice longplay to hear and a tense scene like the first one on Laurel's story: the night when her life changed forever. the night when she lost all her blood family, discovering another part that she didn't even knew. and maybe, a - love.
i want so badly to show you her story, to see her story finally published, it would be so great!
yesterday's storm truly energized me, rainy days are lovely, but there's something raw and wonderful on storms and thunders. i was talking with my mother on the phone and she told me that she was frightened of storms when i was a child and we were on our first house -a small apartment on an former hotel from a skiing zone, mountain and forest surrounded, specially our house which was directly into the forest-. and yet, she told me i always laughed with the storms, truly enjoying that moment.

also, i identified that lovely singer bird that has been singing everyday at dawn in my roof. it's a blackbird (probably, its pretty dark when i saw him singing) but it matches to the silhouette and the song i heard.
would love to offer him some treat but im not sure if he would descend that close to humans. but it's a nice visit every dawn.

Current Mood: calm
Current Location: the studio
Current Music: halidonmusic yt - pachelbel

hey-ho! made a lot of updates with just pictures and no-text, probably i'll write about those memories, eventually. the important thing is putting them somewhere so i could remind what things i've been doing because i barely have memories of what happened since late 2023 :'D

today was a good day, i can say! sunday normally are two kinds of days: or angsty and anxious because there's a lot of things to get ready for the next week, or chill and somehow boring, because relax and there's little to do (well, there's little i want to do)

a new coffee place just opened on my neighborhood (we lack of big coffee places to write and hang out a little, we have more small places but not the vibes, so this was pretty cool!) and my partner and i decided to give it a try. packed my ipad (to get along with it again, since i put my hopes on my ipad really high and i think i cursed myself, as always) to keep writing a little the laurel's story lineup (yay! im touching longfic again! hurray!) but we had to run some errands first

the store we want to check was closed when we arrived (technically, it closes at 14:30. we arrived at 14:15 and the whole store was closed, just opened the secondary door for the customers inside. i kinda get it, but we thought that if we had do that when we worked at shops in the past, we would get really wrecked by the managers. but we weren't going to make a big deal, so we checked other shops we had on our list)

i've found this SUPER COOL holographic purple keychain on one of the dollar-tree stores (the equivalent). it's suposed to be a prize for a piñata but it was pretty cool to not grab it. i need more socially acepted keychains to custom my jacket or my work's backpack, and this one were going with me (at least, this month the bills are being more gentle with me. i can treat myself with a small keychain)

after that, we grabbed some empanadas to eat (pretty good deal and they were SPECTACULAR, sadly i didnt took photo of them), eat at home and make some time until the shop opened again.

after buying the needed stuff FINALLY i could try the new coffee place. it was our old sushi place back on 2017, the one where my partner and i had our first "date" and where we grabbed pretty afordable and good quality sushi when we were absolutly wasted after a con or a hard day. we mourn the loss of that place, we had a lot of memories there, but having a place to hang out, write, and stay together again, and in the same local, its kinda beautiful too <3

they took the upper floor and made it SUPER cozy, dim light, a darker place than the older sushi place. they maintained the windows all over two of the four walls and put benchs nearby, along with chairs and proper good tables to put your laptop or tablet. you know, like that vibe you want to get when you arrive at st-bucks but without all the wrong things on st-bucks. just the vibe of studying and writing relaxed while drinking coffee or hot beverages.

it would have been perfect if there wasn't for the people of my neighborhood, but you know, that's something i cannot change and i can avoid with an ipod and good earbuds. had two tables beside my seat, one occupied by two mothers that were talking and the other one, by their kids, screaming and fighting over the coloring books. at another table, a guy was playing with his phone while he was on a familiar meeting, the phone loud as hell, i thought he was trying to find a new ringtone by the kind of weird tones the phone was making. of course, all of this got forgot when i grabbed the ipod. bless my luck the day i could get one and update it to save me from this kind of situations.

(also, look how cute is bartholomew with his new clothes, all made by me from scratch <3 the top is a friggin sock with a The Prodigy's patch handpainted by me. the tiny jeans? from a cut of larger jeans, sewn by me. and his little boots weren't there bc every time i got him outside, i fear he could lose them, so welp, bare foot until i got a better way to fix his shoes to his tiny feets)

i could write the lineup for the next part on Laurel's story. i'm really glad i could advance a little with that because sometimes i cannot sit down and continue to work on some of my projects because im far from being fine or in the right mood to touch them. yes, it's better to do something, even if its not perfect, that not doing nothing. but sometimes, trying to push my inspiration and write about some characters and some scenes would consume myself, my energy and everything and... i'm not precisely high on energy to waste it.

but for some reason, im being able to approach that project without getting too overwhelmed and i think it even cheered me a little, giving me an extra energy when i saw i have outlined 1-9 scenes and the final scene (14). so much, that i could even rearrange all the laundry, store them and write this entry! wow!

i dont want to say 'wow everything is going better!' and then things going down again, and at the same time, some days like this make me feel more weightless, less angsty as hell. i hope it's the begining for better days.

Current Mood: relieved
Current Location: main table on livingroom
Current Music: origin - evanescence

sometimes i try to guide my self on what to work depending on external signals, as a random song on the radio that reminds me to x, or my brain just waking up at 4AM

right now i have ill be right there waiting for you, from brian adams, in two radio stations. it sounded twice this morning. but i also got woke up at 4AM in the middle of this night.

what is this weird crossroad of inspo path????