Fixing A Voice? :

Hi Hi Y’all,

Last week I went to karaoke with a co-worker of mine and her friends and it reminded me of something I’ve always pondered in the back of my mind: should I ‘fix’ my voice.

What do I mean about that?

Well, I don’t know if ‘fix’ is the proper term or ‘broke’ is either but I’ve done damage to my voice three times in my life: puberty, high school and university.

I’m not 100% sure how I did and I don’t remember much. All I remember is that during puberty when my voice was changing I was playing around with my voice a lot. During it I ended up ‘cracking’ my voice at one point. The choir teacher at the time told me to rest my voice and stop talking. Which, I did. But since that point it caused my post-puberty voice to crack after awhile and sound as if I was running out of air.

The problem wasn’t that bad or noticeable so I left it alone. By the end of high school, the length of holding a note and ability to stay on one note/tone in general decreased. In fact, there would be times when I was acting or talking when my voice would crack for just a moment before returning to normal. Still, I was by no means a singer or voice actor so I didn’t feel the need to take action. Instead, I’d rather make people laugh with the new range of funny sounding sounds I could do.

Flash forward to university and where I am now and my voice is much worse. Holding tunes is a goal for me now. Most of the time I have trouble getting to or maintaining certain sounds. When I do I run out of breath often or my voice cracks.

I don’t know if it is something ‘fixable’ or just a thing that happens to some people but sometimes I wonder if I should of ever looked into what was happening.

If I did maybe I wouldn’t sound like I was screeching a lot and maybe I could hear what I thought my voice might become.

At the very least I’d like to go to karaoke and think about getting up there and singing or sing in my shower.

I.L. Knight

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Ghost Dreams :

Hi Hi Y’all,

I don’t know if I ever posted about this before but there is some spooky ooky psychic (maybe?) history with my grandmother and I. In her case, she used to accurately dream about someone’s death before it happened! She was dead on for all of them at 8/8. The dreams stopped when my grandfather took her to see someone. At the time he told her, she could get rid of them by dreaming of ‘white’. Apparently, it worked. My grandmother had never had another death prediction dream since then.

Fake, false, psychology or not I still find that a bit spooky.

Now, I normally don’t talk or write about this but the whole reason she even told me about it was because when I was a kid I used to always wake up in the middle of the night and when I did for about 5 minutes see ‘ghosts’. The worst part was they were always children.

Now, at the time, my grandpa was all like ghosts don’t exist, be rational. So, we chalked it up to me just having sleep issues and a really overactive imagination.

We worked on my sleep issues and being on a regular sleep schedule and for awhile I was sleeping through the night again.

What happened next sucked though…

Every once in awhile I would see something in the shadows, mirrors and glass. A few times I found out that I was seeing things people had said were historicaly known deaths. However, once again it was chalked up to something rational: a huge reader, unconscious knowledge/memory and that overactive imagination.

When I wasn’t having the shivers or feelings of something cold all of a sudden that was fine for me.

My mom taught me to never mess with bad juju just in case.

Soon, those stuff started to disappear and I was really happy about that. I felt like I could take an easier breath ever now and then. Especially, when traveling around the South with all of our graves!

Then two things happened: (1) my grandmother and I both had a really weird experience and (2) I started to get night terrors.

See, years after my grandmother has never had a problem with the spooky ooky she got a literal push back into it by something.

The two of us were in this small winter town that had only a little bit of historical stories. Something, we certainly had no idea of at the time! It all started with this resteraunt in a train. At first, I had been really excited at the idea. However, as soon as we got there this was this chill that rushed into my spine that felt nothing like the cold winter air that surrounded us. It was deeper and in my bones. As we stepped into the train and were guided to our seats the feelings only got worse. The cold feeling was in all of the bones in my body. My head and heart began to pound and I could feel my hand occasionally shaking. By the time the waiter arrived all I could hear in my head was LEAVE. I had made a passing remark to my grandparents about it and it was taken as funny. The waiter over heard and told us there was actually a story related to the train. Still, that would not interfere with my grandfather’s desire to eat a recognized gourmet meal. The entire time, I felt myself sitting as still as possible. I wasn’t able to eat.

When we left the train, I immedietely felt like someone pulled a heavy curtain off of me. It was a complete reverseal. My body felt lighter and warmer (even in – winter air). Nothing was hurting or shaking. Thankful to be out of there, I found myself smiling and window shopping in the town with my family again.

However, if that was all it was I wouldn’t of mentioned this story at all. The spooky ooky came when we were in one of the tourist stores. My grandmother and I both weren’t ready for it.

As we were leaving something happened. My grandmother later said she felt pushed as she suddenly fell forward through the exit door and onto the floor. No one thought it was anything but clumsiness until a few minutes later I felt myself pushed through the door and when I caught myself from falling it was even worse. Something grabbed my arm and pulled me forward. I, somehow, moved forward four steps and then fell over part of an ice scultpure that was on the ground.

Everyone thought we were clumsy and were laughing at the time. But my grandmother and I both looked at each other. Something was wrong. When I looked down at my arm there was a part of it that was red. Another thing just attributed to the fall. But it was in an area that none of the other bruising was near.

I’ve never encountered that feeling ever again but I’ve also never forgot it either.

The other thing was something I feel is even more embarrassing to admit: Night Terrors. I’ve gotten them on and off for years. If you’ve never had them before I can assure you they are horrible things.

Thankfully, over the years these night terrors have gotten less frequent. I barely have them.

However, from them I seem to have developed random nights with Sleep Paralysis and that feels worse.

With the Night Terrors it’s only your mind going crazy and playing on your stresses and fears but the Sleep Paralysis…that always seems to play on something else entirely.

In my case, I always wake up seeing a shadow over me and feeling the undesirable need to scream and shout for help. I never can. I can’t even my mouth or limbs.

Honestly, I agree with all of the rational and proven evidence for all of these things. There’s just always going to be a part of me that believes there are things we don’t yet understand and some strange experiences a person can experience.

What do you think? Sound crazy?

I.L Knight

Haunted – Taylor Swift

Fan Fiction Friday [ 10/23 ] :

Hi Hi Y’all,

The goal is to publish updates on Fan Fiction every Friday. Normally, I think it is my most stable section when it comes to updates, goals and schedules but lately it certainly has wavered. A lot of that has to do with schedule issues, stress, work life and health. It’s made it hard for me to keep a regular schedule at the moment.

I’ve been trying in the last two weeks to figure out within the down time how to create a more realistic and productive schedule for me till the end of 2020.

A lot of those decisions and thoughts will be updated here next week. As for Fan Fiction the schedule of Friday Updates should for the most part remain the same. It is the easiest thing for me normally to update weekly.

However, this week’s update has been cancelled. It was supposed to be about how I funnily was interested in updating 3 Fan Fiction based on the letter D: (1) DC Comics, (2) Douluo Dalu and (3) Star Trek via Discovery’s new season.

But as I said, I had to cancel that update. I’m thinking of updating A Demon Lord’s Tale: Dungeons, Monster Girls and Heartwarming Bliss and Harry Potter next week. I know I should have new character images by Juliet for Harry Potter soon.

Those two aren’t set in stone but they are the most likely. I hope y’all enjoy your Friday!

I.L. Knight

What Should Tomorrow’s Fan Fiction Friday Update Be? :

Hi HI Y’all,

Tomorrow is the normal Fan Fiction Friday update and I can’t decided which to update! I’m just not feeling inspired towards any of my fan fictions today. Sigh

I have updates ready for Maou-sama no Machizukuri! ~Saikyou no Danjon wa Kindai Toshi~ and Harry Potter.

I could also sit down to fix the updates for Overlord, Eragon, Digimon, Avatar or All Souls Universe.

I guess I can also see if you guys want one of the others updated.

I’ll update something on Friday, of course, but I’d really like to hear from you this week.

I.L. Knight

Wake Me Up When September Ends – Green Day

D & D :

Hi Hi Y’all~

This is the first D&D Wednesday update since the announcement of our campaign day change! Well, there’s even more news: The current campaign was put on hold for world building.

Woops. Looks like the whole campaign quotes and stories will have to wait for a bit. Don’t worry though. We are planning a large amount of one shots and similar role playing games to take over our session until the world building is done. Plus, a new character will be joining the campaign and the decided time skip boosts us straight to level 8.

I will now have the ability to cast Giant Insect on a lot more insects! Since it is no longer just my Giant Wolf Spider Companion Muk & Giant Scorpion Companion Stabby McStab Stab! Bring on the rise of the Insect Queen!

Tomorrow, we will be playing The Heist. I have never played it before but it seems interesting. None of us have decided who we will be playing but even though it’s normally not the sort of character I’d play I’m thinking of playing The Widower. It sounds cool, right!

As for today, I thought I’d shout out one of my old characters Zale:

I was playing a one shot with a really experienced DM that encouraged us all to try something new. Now, we were banned from using flight in the campaign but we were given the chance to try characters that would normally be able to use flight!

So, Zale was my first and only Aarakocra!

My poor little guy had his wings damaged and could no longer fly and so he traveled the world looking for anything that would make him feel as free again as flying did.

Zale was also my first and last Bard [ College of Lore ]. Truly, I am never going to play a Bard again.

I won’t say anything more about him here as a post. You can check out more about him on my Ko-Fi tomorrow!

You can also comment below on anything you might wonder about Zale, Dungeons and Dragons, how I create my characters or what you want to know about in the future!

I.L. Knight

Handbooker Helper – Bard