I Thought I Show You Some "work In Progress"
I thought i show you some "work in progress"
It is Erik and the "Gang"



Thanks for watching this uuuultra lame work in progress xD
Ah the "gang" are, our dreamteam: Azzi and Jago.
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hello everyone, a little perhaps unnecessary info on the side. the saturday postings, regarding the comic, are scheduled. usually i don't do that on tumblr. because, it's important to me that everyone here knows that i do the comic for fun and don't want to place it automatically.
but i'm already noticing that my energy levels are getting lower and lower. so, i've decided to plan the comic posts in advance until october. just to give my little burnout some space to burn and to take the pressure off me around my surgery. from october, after chapter 07, everything will be sparkling and spontaneous again. i hope.
on halloween you can expect a little special, that much i can already reveal, it's awesome! it's a collaboration with a tumblr friend, Vlad. that means this story doesn't appear in the “you've got the watches” fic. hehe. new material muahaahaha.
big last words on “the two of us” this fic is unfortunately paused until i get my head mess ordered. sorry for the cliffhanger at this point.
why am I actually doing this here?

The way most autism literature describes "literal interpretation" is often not at all similar to how I experience it. Teenage me even thought I couldn't be autistic because I've always been able to learn metaphors easily.
In fact, I love wordplay of all kinds. Teenage me was fascinated to learn all the types of figurative language there are in poetry and literature.
But paperwork and questionnaires are hard, because there's so much they don't state clearly. Or they don't leave room for enough nuance.
"List all the jobs you've had, with start and end dates." What if I don't remember the exact day or month? Is the year enough?
"Have you been suffering from blurred vision?" Well, if I take off my glasses the whole world is blurred, but I'm fairly sure that's not what the intake form at the optometrist is asking.
Or the infamous (and infuriatingly stereotypical) "Would you rather go to a library or a party?" What sort of party? Where? Who's there? I work at a library. Am I currently at the library for work or pleasure? Does it have a good collection?
It's not common figures of speech that confound me. It's ambiguity, in situations that aren't supposed to be ambiguous.