LitRx stands for Literature Prescription. It's a marketplace for used books, stuff you want to write with and write on, & special items to enhance your desk space and reading experience. inspired by the eclectic clothing stores of BC, run by Amy Park, a local editor and internet nerd.
The goal of the bookshop is to connect people with used books from across BC. I'll comb the Okanagan for old and interesting tomes, and in the future I will provide a shop-front for your old previously-loved books to be consigned. Combining the fun of treasure hunting through old bookstores with a lifelong love of the Internet.
One day I hope to be able to invest in stocking up the books in this store to make my dream for it become a reality. As of now I'm showcasing titles from my personal collection to give you a glimpse of who I am and what my interests are, while offering collections of stationery and desk items.
The monsoon has rain and
The wind has hurricanes
To express their pain,
What of my heart?
What of the words
That would die in my throat
Uncoughed, unsought, I’m distraught
I can’t say it plain anymore, now that
They’ve leveled the floor
They’ll fight to keep it that way.
I should stay away.
Like many, I have been the victim of harassment over voice comms in OW. It’s a lot to deal with. But I want to also let it be known:
I like hanging out and chatting in-group with my friend, and if we feel like dealing with the open waters of team chat… well it’s like when you have to walk past a group of assertive, boisterous boys in the mall. You don’t know whether they’ll be the kind that “know the limits and tease within it” or the kind that will let themselves escalate to aggressive language as you pass by.
I feel like the only way to dilute the toxicity of the atmosphere is to be kind to the people in your life. And for many months, someone in my life has been there on the internet. We play together. I can’t tell you how therapeutic it is not only to play a game that lets me forget for a couple hours all the anxieties that plague me, but to know there’s a friend to share the experience with.
It means so much to share a laugh over some stupid play in OW. It means so much to co-operate and co-ordinate ults, and co-miserate over fucking comp. I like to hear the stories of how you carry on Symmetra on attack, because you fucking do.
I think that speaks for itself, but just in case it doesn’t, let me just say there is an open channel of love flowing from my heart toward your spirit. It’s like the love I have for my moon sisters, because I know there’s no ulterior motive or underlying messages to be alert to or worry about. (Do you know what I mean? My anxiety makes me worry even though I know that not all guys are interested in me it’s just that I’ve been through a lot)
I wanted to make it public because it’d be great to hear and share friendship appreciation stories. Anyone else want to shout to the rooftops their support for a friend, online or in person?