Rebekah Conard
Bio
33, She/Her, a big bi nerd
How do I write a bio that doesn't look like a dating profile? Anyway, my cat is my daughter, I crochet and cross stitch, and I can't ride a bike. Come take a peek in my brain-space, please and thanks.
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Happier Than Ever
(Author's note: Please excuse the inclusion of AI-generated art with this piece. This was created fairly early in the public adoption of generative AI, and I hadn't yet understood the impact and consequences of using it. I've chosen to give myself some grace and leave the art attached to the stories they were generated for, as they were an earnest part of my creative process at that time.)
By Rebekah Conard3 years ago in Fiction
Box Spirals
Today it's one month since I started journaling to cope with my thought spirals. Have I gotten any better at identifying my triggers? Maybe. Have I gotten any better in a general sense? Doesn't feel like it. As if to celebrate the milestone, something phenominally-fucking-freaky just happened. So, here I vent.
By Rebekah Conard3 years ago in Fiction
Sleeping Through Thanksgiving. First Place in Holiday Hijinks Challenge.
The prompt reads: "Write a personal narrative story about a holiday gathering gone wrong." I don't have a story that fits the prompt exactly, but the prompt got me thinking. (And that's great! That's what prompts are for. It's just weird that "non-fiction family gathering" inspires me more than "a story at an aquarium".) I don't have a unified narrative for you with a beginning, middle, end and a life lesson. I'm not thinking about hijinks and silver linings. I'm just thinking about me.
By Rebekah Conard3 years ago in Psyche
Bound
(Author's note: Please excuse the inclusion of AI-generated art with this piece. This was created fairly early in the public adoption of generative AI, and I hadn't yet understood the impact and consequences of using it. I've chosen to give myself some grace and leave the art attached to the stories they were generated for, as they were an earnest part of my creative process at that time.)
By Rebekah Conard3 years ago in Fiction
A Cat-mom's Duty
This story involves a cat using a litter box, with more detail than you probably care to know. Fair warning. Life with our furry friends is usually a fluffy, good time. Sometimes though, our favorite memories with our four-legged children involve getting through some tough times together. Having cats for most of my life, I'm very aware of what it means to have a pet in your arms while you're stressed out and crying. A lesson that came later, once I was living on my own as a single cat-mom, is that the little ones have problems too. My favorite memory with my girl, Lily, is a time when I could feel that she needed my support the same way a human child would.
By Rebekah Conard4 years ago in Petlife
5 Anime Moments That Made Me Cry as a Child. Top Story - August 2022.
I've been watching anime for almost as long as I can remember, and I still watch anime today. The shows I watch as an adult usually have more mature themes than what I watched as a kiddo, but there are exceptions. I've found that the Japanese give children, as an audience, more credit than much of the Western world in terms of what themes they can handle in their content. While they have long produced anime and manga aimed at young adults, the "kids' shows" like Sailor Moon, Pokemon, and Dragon Ball don't shy away from the serious stuff when it serves the narrative.
By Rebekah Conard4 years ago in Geeks
Dreams of the Beach
This is my entry for the Liminal Spaces 2022 writing contest on the Creepypasta Wiki. Contest page here. Story here. The first dream was emptiness and the sound of waves. There may have been more to the dream while I slept but in the waking world I could only remember the waves. For a week, whenever I had a moment between thoughts the sound would come back to my mind's ear. Something was off about it. Isn't the sound of the water supposed to be so soothing you can sleep to it? One day I pulled up a few relaxation videos and apps to compare my waves to their waves.
By Rebekah Conard4 years ago in Horror
Space Scares Me: "Gravity"
Spoilers for "Gravity" (2013) ahead I love sci-fi. I'm a huge Trekkie. The endless possibilities of the universe excite me. I love horror: books, games, movies, everything. When you smash outer space and horror together I become an absolute wreck. It doesn't take much. The first time I heard David Bowie's "Space Oddity" I nearly had a panic attack. I was only able to keep it together because I was in public and my mother was with me.
By Rebekah Conard4 years ago in Futurism
Trans-Neptunian: Chapter One
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. This thought flitted in and out of my mind countless times during my studies at the Academy. It didn't always feel like fear. Sometimes that thought rode on the back of curiosity, or fantasy, or excitement. Can you imagine emptying your lungs in the vastness of the universe where no one, friend or foe, could do a thing about it or even know it happened? But sometimes there was a twinge of anxiety. It could come from something as obviously unsettling as a lecture on the history of critical malfunctions in the zero-g environment, or something as innocuous as an equation to calculate the amount of oxygen needed for a spacewalk. One errant decimal place may be the last decimal you ever place.
By Rebekah Conard4 years ago in Futurism
