dailies

daily #1 - 1k intro! (7/1/25)
daily #2 - motivational letter (7/2/25)

word war

word war against @essayist (9/4/2025)
word war against @sussyLegWarmers- (7/8/2025)

weeklies

weekly #1 - character development

daily #1

Kenzie's Library <3

About Me

• Kenzie - female
  
• cabin: Classics, camper
  
• 9th session!!
  
• favorite book series: The Ravenwood Saga by Morgan L. Busse or The Kingkiller Chronicles by Patrick Ruthfuss.
  
• favorite music artist: Claire Leslie! Or Relient K!
  

Goals

1. 2,074/5k words
   
2. 1/10 dailies
   
3. 0/1 weeklies
   
4. 0/10 Critiquitaires
   
5. 0/10 Word Wars
   
6. Participate in at least one cabin wars
   

Activities

Dailies

1. 7/1 || 1k Word Intro || 2,074 || n/a
   
2. date || title || word count || point count
   
3. date || title || word count || point count
   
4. date || title || word count || point count
   
5. date || title || word count || point count
   

Weeklies

1. title || word count || point count
   
2. title || word count || point count
   
3. title || word count || point count
   
4. title || word count || point count
   

Critiquitaires

1. date || title || word count || point count || partner: @user
   
2. date || title || word count || point count || partner: @user
   
3. date || title || word count || point count || partner: @user
   
4. date || title || word count || point count || partner: @user
   
5. date || title || word count || point count || partner: @user
   

Word Wars

1. date || title || word count || partner: @user || won/lost
   
2. date || title || word count || partner: @user || won/lost
   
3. date || title || word count || partner: @user || won/lost
   
4. date || title || word count || partner: @user || won/lost
   
5. date || title || word count || partner: @user || won/lost
   

Specials

1. date || Writing Comp Entry || word count
   
2. date || Fan-Fi Writing Comp Entry || word count
   
3. 7/1 || 1k Word Intro || 2,074
   
4. date || Thank You Notes || word count
   
5. date || MBCE ||
   

Misc.

1. date || title || word count
   
2. date || title || word count
   
3. date || title || word count
   
4. date || title || word count
   
5. date || title || word count
   

Closing

Thank you so much for reading all of this!

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July 24 – Retell a Myth
444 words

Every year, fourteen youths were sent from Athens to Crete to be killed by the Minotaur. This year, Theseus was one of them. But he had a plan to defeat the Minotaur. Well, sort of. The plan was just “defeat the Minotaur.” He hadn’t worked out the details yet.
He’d need a weapon to kill the Minotaur, be he hadn’t been able to bring one with. And the Minotaur was kept in a labyrinth, so once he killed it, he’d need to be able to find his way out.
He was thinking of this in the waiting room before the labyrinth when a cat walked in. She was a beautiful cat, with a tortoiseshell coat and tuxedo markings. Her name was Ariadne, and she belonged to King Minos of Crete himself.
“Hey, kitty,” said Theseus. Ariadne chirped at him, then rubbed against his legs.
He bent down to pet her, and she started purring. “Nice kitty. You don’t have any idea how to defeat the minotaur, do you?”
Ariadne stopped purring and looked up at him, then chirped again and walked out of the room. She paused in the doorway and looked back at him, as if to say, follow me.
So Theseus followed her into a room with a large ceremonial sword mounted on the wall. Theseus walked over to the sword and pulled it down. “This is great! Thanks!”
Ariadne chirped and batted her ball of yarn at him, then meowed insistently. He picked it up.
“You want me to have this?”
She meowed again.
Theseus hung onto the ball of yarn as he entered the labyrinth, and as he did, he realized what to do with it.

King Minos was furious when he found Theseus had killed the Minotaur and escaped the labyrinth. And he recognized the yarn Theseus had used to escape — it was the same yarn his cat liked to play with. Then when he looked for Ariadne, she was gone.
Ariadne had joined Theseus on his boat. But they already had a ship’s cat, who Ariadne didn’t get along very well with, so Theseus abandoned her on the island of Naxos.
Ariadne meowled mournfully as she walked the beach. How could Theseus be so heartless?
Dionysus happened to be passing by, and he took notice of her meowling.
“What’s wrong, kittycat?” he asked. “How’d you end up on this island?” He reached a hand out to her, and she sniffed it, then nuzzled him.
“You are a pretty kitty,” said Dionysus, petting her. “And sweet. How’d you like to live with me?”
She chirped.
So Dionysus adopted Ariadne and made her immortal, and they lived happily ever after.

July 22 – Mangoes
227 words

“Honey, how many chairs do we need?” called Marcy.
“Uh… Let me see…” Marc started counting on his fingers with one hand while stirring the soup with the other. “There’s my dads, Grandma Guitarella and Grandpa Michael, Marco, Marcella…” He frowned. “I’m out of fingers.”
“So that’s six,” said Marcy, walking into the kitchen. “Who else?”
“Aunt Liz is seven, your parents make eight— no, nine, cousin Marchi is ten… Did I forget anyone?”
“Yes — us! So you and me make twelve, plus the twins…”
“We can find an extra ten chairs somewhere, right?”
“I hope so.”
It was Marc and Marcy’s turn to host the Mangosen family reunion, their first time hosting it in years, and the pressure was on.
“Are you still working on the sweaters?” asked Marc.
Marcy sighed. “I think I’ll have to give up. I can’t knit another two sweaters in the next three hours — especially not while getting everything else ready. I’ll have to save them as presents for next time.”
“Can you take a turn with the soup?” asked Marc. “I need to make sure the goats are secure.”
“Right. We don’t want a repeat of last time.”
“No.” Marc shuddered. His family would never let him forget the Great Goat Escape of Thanksgiving ’21. This reunion had to be extra good to make up for it. That’d show Marcella.

July 19 – Someone Else's Title
“i married a frying pan on accident” - AmazaEevee
369 words

You know the old “Bloody Mary” game? I’ve done it at sleepovers before. I’m really way too old for it now, but I was bored of listening to Slipknot and Korn for hours, and okay, fine, I was lonely and sulking and, you know how Bloody Mary’s supposed to tell you who you’re going to marry? I wanted that.
So I went into the bathroom, turned the lights off and lit some candles while snacking on a cookie, and said “Bloody Mary” three times, not expecting anything to happen (it never had before), but then I realized I didn’t remember how many times you were supposed to say it — nine? Thirteen? So I kept going.
Around the thirteenth or thirteenth time, a pale face appeared in the mirror. I gasped.
“Is that a cookie?” said the face in the mirror. “I haven’t had a cookie in forever. Give it here.”
I clutched the cookie to my chest. “Not unless you give me something in return.”
“What do you want?” she said. I noticed she was wearing something like a bathrobe and had a fluffy towel wrapped around her head. “A husband? I can do husbands.”
“What? I mean, that would be nice— I mean— If I can choose what he’s like.”
“Well, what do want? Go on, describe him.”
I thought for a moment. “Funny. Good at cooking. Metalhead. Hot.”
“Great. Now, gimme the cookie, and I’ll give you that husband.”
I looked from her to the cookie to her again. “You promise?”
“Yeah, yeah, promise.”
“Okay.” I held the cookie out to the mirror, and a ghostly-white hand reached out and grabbed it.
“Score! Now, you want your husband?”
“Yeah.”
“You have to say I do.”
I sighed. “I do.”
“Cool.” She snapped her fingers and then vanished.
“Hey!” I called. “Where is he?”
Nothing.
I turned the bathroom light on. There, sitting on the counter, was a cast iron skillet with a bowtie around its neck.
“What?” I said out loud. “This isn’t what I…”
Good at cooking. Metalhead. It wasn’t hot, but if I put it on the stove…
*. What a waste of a perfectly good cookie. Although a good frying pan could be handy.

July 17 – Modernize a Classic
561 words

“He’s here!” Cathy yelled. Hindley ran to join her at the rain-spattered window, and they watched as their father’s car pulled into the driveway. Their mother went to unlock the door.
Their father climbed out of the car, followed by another figure about Cathy’s height.
“Who’s that with him?” asked Hindley. As the two figures walked up the front steps, Cathy and Hindley ran to the door to meet them.
Mr. Earnshaw opened the door. “I’m home! I missed you!” He pulled his children into a hug.
“You brought him?!” said Mrs. Earnshaw. Behind Mr. Earnshaw stood a scowling little boy.
“I couldn’t just leave him there! Everyone, meet Heathcliff.”
The little boy growled.
“Who is he?” Cathy demanded.
“You didn’t tell me you were bringing him back with you!” said Mrs. Earnshaw.
“Didn’t we talk about this?”
“I never agreed to this! You can’t just—”
“Honey, please—”
“What’s going on?” Hindley interrupted. “Is this what you were talking on the phone about?”
Mr. Earnshaw hung up his coat. “So, I was in Chicago on a business trip, right? And I thought while I was at it, I’d check up on my old friend there. So I try to call him, but he doesn’t answer, so I try his apartment. Turns out he hasn’t lived there in a while. So I ask around, and I find out he and his wife died in a car accident a few months ago. Their son didn’t have anyone to take care of them, he was in foster care, and I thought, wouldn’t it only be right to take in the poor kid? So I call the agency—”
“You adopted him?!” said Mrs. Earnshaw.
“No, no, not yet, we’re just fostering him for now—”
“Then we can send him back!”
“Daddy!” said Cathy. “Where are our presents?”
“Oh, uh, check my suitcase. Now, honey,” — he turned back to his wife — “he’s been through a lot, we should…”
Cathy and Hindley rummaged through the suitcase, and when that still didn’t yield anything, they dumped its contents on the floor and kept looking.
Cathy pulled on her father’s sleeve. “Daddy, they’re not here!”
“What? Oh, well, try my coat pockets.”
So Cathy and Hindley looked through the coat pockets. Hindley pulled out a video game console with a cracked screen.
“It’s broken!” Hindley cried. “Dad!”
“Oh, shoot, something must've happened on the way…”
Cathy stamped her foot. “These pockets aren’t big enough for a furby!”
“Oh, right, you wanted a furby.” Mr. Earnshaw rubbed his temples. “Sorry, with everything with Heathcliff, I just forgot.”
“No fair!” Cathy wheeled on Heathcliff and spat on him. He hissed at her.
“Catherine!” shouted Mr. Earnshaw. “That’s disgusting! Apologize right now!”
“I won’t!” Cathy stomped off to her room.
“We can’t just keep this kid!” said Mrs. Earnshaw. “I mean, you can’t just—”
Mr. Earnshaw sighed. “Look, it’s late, we’re all tired, can we talk about this in the morning?”
Mrs. Earnshaw huffed. “Where is he going to sleep?”
“He can share Hindley’s room,” said Mr. Earnshaw.
“What?!” said Hindley. “No he can’t!”
“You have the bigger room, son. Now, go show him the way while I get out the air mattress.”
“Fine.” Hindley grabbed the boy by the arm and dragged him up the stairs. Once they were out of his parents’ earshot, he hissed, “you’re staying in the hall.”

July 16 – Tropes
277 words

“This job is too dangerous for how they pay us,” said Bob. “We lost four guys in the last week, while the specialists didn’t lose any. This isn’t fair and this isn’t right. You know what we need?”
“Fewer monster attacks?” suggested Jim.
“No! Well, that too. But what we really need is a union.”
The other guards chattered and murmured, considering.
“So! All in favor of unionizing, raise your hand!”
About two thirds of the group raised their hands.
“Great! We have a majority. Now we just need to make cards.”
“Are you sure that’s all we need to make it official?” asked Alice.
“Um…” Bob frowned. “We’ll figure it out. Now, who’s gonna make the cards?”
“Uh…”
“How about a list of demands?” said John.
“Yeah, like, what do we want?” said Carol.
“Longer vacation time?” said Jim.
“Better food!” called Alex.
“New shirts!” said Danny. “These ones look stupid.”
“No!” said Bob. “The problem is, our people die too often! Way more than anyone else! That’s what we’re trying to solve here!”
“How about better health insurance?” said John.
“How about better life insurance,” said Alice.
“I know!” said Susan. “We just need to kill other people!”
Everyone looked at her.
“Why would we do that?” said Carol.
“Because then that’ll make their casualty rates higher. And then ours won’t be the lowest.”
“Huh. She has a point,” said Alex.
Everyone else shook their heads.
“Maybe we could just ask them to pay us more?” said Jim. “Because it’s so risky and all.”
“And we should ask for new uniforms while we’re at,” said Danny. “I mean, who wants to wear bright red shirts?”

July 13 – Alibi
388 words

Why would I steal Smarlls’s mangoes? What would I even do with that many mangoes? Feed them to my goats? The goats might like that, but I’m not sure it would be good for them.
Anyway, of course I didn’t do it. Do you seriously suspect me? But fine, I guess I’ll play along. I guess it would be unprofessional for you to play favorites.
Wait, are you suspicious of me because of the whole Kevin thing? Not Kevin the Script camper, the other Kevin, the enemy of the ITP. Maybe you’re just looking for excuses to lock me up, after I refused to censor Kevin when you asked.
Wait, I’m probably making this worse. Forget about the Kev*n thing. Look, I even censored it that time, even though I believe that’s wrong. Because I’m cooperating with you. Because I definitely didn’t break the law.
Anyway. I’m innocent.
Where was I when the theft took place? I was out walking my goats. Sometimes goats demand a midnight stroll. I mean, I couldn’t sleep, so I thought I might as well take them for a walk.
I was seen near the crime scene? By whom? Was it Ayla? She’s probably lying. I wouldn’t trust her if I were you.
Okay, okay, I was near Smarlls’s mango stash that night. But I wasn’t stealing them or feeding them to my goat herd. We were just walking by.
I did see something on my walk, though. Ayla and Chuey, whispering conspiratorially. I said hi to them, and Ayla looked very suspicious, like she’d been caught doing something wrong. She was all like, “Oh hey, Kit! What are you doing here? We’re just talking about… uh… Sci-Fi stuff!” Very suspicious.
Also, Ayla’s already a criminal. One time she stole this doll from my room. Then she felt bad about it and told our mom, and our mom made her give it back. So you can probably guilt her into confessing. She hates lying.
Surf might be in on it too, not sure. It doesn’t seem like something they’d do, but who knows. Ayla and Chuey though, they definitely would.
What? This food on my shirt? Oh, it’s, uh, definitely not mango. It’s peach. I was just eating a peach.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to go feed my goats.

July 9 – Song Lyrics
158 words

“Yes, I know that he’s my ex, but can’t two people reconnect?”
“Oh, Nina, Nina.”
“I miss the way he kisses and the way he made me laugh.”
“The best thing is to break up with the guy.”
“He’s got a degree in economics, maths, physics, and bionics.”
“Yeah? Well, I hear he’s bad.”
“He’s good-bad, but he’s not evil.”
“The jokes that he told across the bar were revolting and far too loud.”
“Yeah yeah, but he’s drop-dead gorgeous.”
I wish you thought my face was gorgeous… Don’t wish. Don’t start. Wishing only wounds the heart. She’s the straightest girl in town.
“He had an ego and a temper and a wandering eye.”
“I know he’s crazy but he’s the one I want.”
“You don’t know what you deserve.” Wish she was mine, she looks so good. With flaming locks of auburn hair, with ivory skin and eyes of emerald green.
“I can fix him.”
“Oh, Nina.”

Songs used (in order of appearance):
Bad Idea Right? - Olivia Rodrigo
Oh Nina - The Muffs
Get Him Back! - Olivia Rodrigo
Another Terrible Day - The Lightning Thief
My Perfect Cousin - The Undertones
Give Him a Great Big Kiss - The Shangri-La's
I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can) - Taylor Swift
Drop Dead Gorgeous - Republica
Dream Boy - Sarah Tonin
I'm Not That Girl - Wicked
Panik - Bratmobile
Get Him Back! x2
But Daddy I Love Him - Taylor Swift
You Stupid B⸺ - Girl in Red
Teenage Kicks - The Undertones
Jolene - Dolly Parton
I Can Fix Him x2
Oh Nina x2

July 8 – Omit a Letter
311 words

You know the SWC mascot who eats links? I can’t say his name, but you know who I mean. He’s the one who almost ate the whole camp a few sessions ago. And if I use this one symbol, he’ll eat all the things I make this session, all the dailies and weeklies and fanfics. I don’t know why this specific symbol will cause it, but it will. I guess it’s the one in the alphabet that he likes most.
It’s quite annoying. It’s quite a common symbol, too, and I keep almost using it without meaning to. A couple times I used it without noticing; luckily, good old Google Docs look-and-find found them so I could change them on time.
Speaking of time, I’m low on it. How many minutes do I still have to get this daily done? Not many. This has to be… how long? I’m only halfway to being done! I guess I still have time.
Hopefully once I submit this daily, I can defeat the mascot. I could attempt to do it now, but then I wouldn’t have enough time to finish this daily. So I have to make do without this symbol until then.
It would be nice to have some help defeating him. Maybe she can help, the one who is the session theme, the one with the fancy house. You know, the doll made by Mattel? Who got a movie in 2023 that was a huge hit but I wasn’t a fan of? She’s good at all the things. I know because of the show Life in the Fancy House, which isn’t what it’s called but I can’t use the actual name. I bet she could defeat the mascot. Is she still at that picnic? I’ll check at the picnic.
Is this long enough? Yes? Huzzah! Now I’m off to defeat that mascot.

July 7 – Forgiveness
469 words

“Spike! Great! So glad you’re here!” said Xander as Spike entered the magic shop.
Spike scoffed. “Very funny. Now, what’s going on?” He leaned over the table strewn with books and papers. “You investigating that demon?”
Willow nodded. “Do you know what it could be? Since you, you know, have some experience.”
“It was weird.” Buffy frowned. “It didn’t attack us. Just blasted us with that light and, poof, ran off.”
Spike shrugged. “Didn’t recognize it.”
“That reminds me,” said Willow, “I wanted to say, I forgive you. We all do. We may have had our disagreements in the past…”
“Like all those times you tried to kill us,” added Xander. “But we all forgive you now. You’re our friend.”
Spike stared at them. “Is this some kind of joke?”
“What? No!” Willow’s eyes widened. “Of course not.”
Xander nodded. “Yeah, why wouldn’t we mean it?”
“How thick do you think I am? I heard you tonight. ‘Just because he can’t hurt anyone now, you think we can be best friends?’ Don’t pretend you don’t hate me.”
“We don’t hate you! That was earlier, okay? I forgive you now.”
“Oh, yeah, you’ve had a change of heart in the last fifteen minutes.”
“Yes!”
“C’mon, Spike,” Willow pleaded, “we want to all be friends!”
“We’re gonna go to the Bronze tomorrow night,” said Xander. “And we were hoping you could come with.”
“Oh, you think you’re funny, do you!” Spike snarled. “Pretend we all like Spike! Try to say it with a straight face! Good luck with your bloody demon.” He stalked toward the door.
Buffy stood up. “Spike, wait!”
“Oh, so you can continue with your game? What, slayer, are you going to tell me how you love me? Pretend you’re that bloody robot?”
“Ew, no—”
He left, slamming the door behind him.

And yet, the next evening, he went to the Bronze.
He stayed away from Buffy and the gang at first, and was playing at the pool table when Buffy walked up to him.
“We figured out what that demon was,” she said.
“Yeah?”
“It was a forgiveness demon. That’s why Willow and Xander were acting like that—its magic made them forgive you.”
“There’s a demon for that?”
Buffy shrugged. “Apparently. Kinda outside the usual murder and vengeance. Willow found a spell to undo its magic, so it’s back to normal now.”
“Right. You’re back to hating me.”
“I don’t hate you. I don’t think Willow and Xander do either. Just… moderately dislike you.”
“Lovely.”
“I don’t know about them,” Buffy continued, “but I kinda forgave you a long time ago.”
“Really.”
“I mean, after everything, you helping us, looking after Dawn… Yeah, I forgive you.”
“Well.” Spike blinked. “Uh. That’s nice.” He smirked. “I suppose I can forgive you for trying to kill me too, Slayer.”

July 6 – Spoof of Famous Book
313 words

Badweather Hills
Katie and Hinkley are excited when their father returns from the city with presents. Unfortunately, the present is a little boy he found with no apparent owner. Katie and Hinkley decide this is inacceptable, because they really wanted those presents they asked for, so they decide they hate the boy. Which is easy to do, since he’s not exactly friendly.
Their dad insists on keeping this stray child, and names him Plaincrag. While Hinkley still hates him, Katie decides she actually likes Plaincrag, maybe because she doesn’t know anyone else her own age, or maybe because they both like causing trouble.
Then one day Katie and Plaincrag are spying on the neighbor kids when the neighbor’s dog attacks them, and Katie ends up staying with said neighbors for awhile. Then she decides she likes them and invites them over all the time, and Plaincrag is grumpy and jealous.
Also, Katie’s father dies and Hinkley takes over Badweather Hills, and gets to work on ruining Plaincrag’s life. Plaincrag is not happy about this. He’s extra unhappy because now Katie is better than him, and he hears her say it would degrade her to marry him. He walked in at exactly the wrong moment, because he hears that part but not the part about how much she likes him.
It turns out Katie got engaged to the neighbor boy, Egbert. Katie is unsure about this decision, and the housekeeper, Billie Jean, is no help. Then Katie discovers Plaincrag is gone, so she runs around in the rain looking for him, but all that accomplishes is getting her all wet and sick.
But don’t worry, Plaincrag will be back… in three years! What happens then? Will he and Katie get back together? How will Katie’s new husband react? Will Katie survive the book? Find out next time in Badweather Hills 2: Meet Katie Jr.!

July 5 – Products
339 words

Are you looking for a fun obnoxious noisy toy to be your new friend? We’ve got you covered! Our product is a colorful… animal companion? Is it an animal? Probably. A unique species of animal. One with brightly-colored fur, big ears, a beak, and a round, boxy body.
It can talk! It even has its own language. When speaking English, it always refers to itself in third person. And using its name, not third-person pronouns. Maybe it doesn’t use pronouns. Does its language even have pronouns?
Not only can it talk, you can talk to it! Use special voice commands to get it to do special things. What all can it do? It can put on a light show with its light-up ears! It can tell your fortune, with answers more vague and confusing than a regular magic 8 ball! It can help you meditate, and give you positive affirmations to repeat like “I am an unstoppable force of nature” and “There are no limits to what I will do” (embrace your inner villain)! And it can sing really annoying and sometimes weird songs, such as “President of the Moon”!
It will always call you its bestie, no matter how you treat it! You can say, “You’re stupid, I hate you,” and it will reply with things like “Aww, I love you!” That way, you can play fun games like abusive relationship with zero consequences!
Be warned, though: if you treat it like this, your sisters may start to feel bad for it and try to take it away from you, even though they had been complaining about how annoying it is.
Yes, that’s another thing it can do: annoy the people around you! Most little siblings already know plenty of ways to be annoying, but couldn’t everyone use another one?
For extra fun, get two of these toys! Then you can hook them up to have conversations with each other, where they tell each other the same jokes over and over and then laugh! Doesn’t that sound fun?

July 2 – Motivation
250 words
For teecee3

Hi, Sydney! I’m Kit. I don’t really know you, but you seem cool (also, your banner is lovely — I love Folklore <33)

Starting a short story or novel is exciting! It may be daunting, starting a new thing, but it’s absolutely worth it. I believe in you! I bet whatever ideas you have are really cool. What you write doesn’t have to be polished or perfect; that’s what editing is for. Nor does it have to be super long; even if you just write a paragraph or two, that’s a start! And I’m sure whatever you write will be amazing.

Completing at least half the dailies is totally achievable. You’re already two for two — nice work! You have 29 days to do another 13 or 14. Don’t stress, and take days off whenever you need; there’s no need to overwork yourself or force yourself to complete dailies you don’t like. You’ve got plenty of time.

As for being social and getting to know other SWCers, just from a quick glance around Gothic I can tell you’re already being really friendly and social, introducing yourself and striking up conversations with your cabinmates. That’s great! I’d also be happy to get to know you better :D And you have a whole month left to get to know people. Keep it up; you’re doing great so far. Gothic is lucky to have you <3

Best of luck this session! Your goals are great, and you can absolutely achieve them <3 You got this!

July 1 – 1k Intro
1057 words

Kit: So, are we starting now, or…

Interviewer: I’m speaking with Script co-leader Kit. Kit, go ahead and introduce yourself.

Kit: So, I’m Kit, she/her, queer autistic nerd who likes reading, drawing, writing — surprising, I know — and petting cats. I’m in the central timezone, which is… CDT right now? I hate daylight savings time. So… yeah.

Interviewer: You’ve been doing Scratch Writing Camp for a while, right?

Kit: Yeah, this is my… twelfth session? I’ve been here since November 2021. It’s weird to me that I’m an SWC old; I still remember being a new camper. But all the hosts from my first session retired, and when I reference things like the Mangosens only a handful of people know what I’m talking about… November 2021 is still one of my favorite sessions. I was in Adventure, and it was amazing. Goats for the win.

Interviewer: Outside of SWC, what else do you do on Scratch?

Kit: My Scratch social life basically revolves around SWC at this point, but I do make projects sometimes. I mean, I joined Scratch to code — I’d been doing stuff on code.org, and my mom suggested I try Scratch. I can’t code anything super fancy, nothing that involves complex math, but I’ve made some simple games and animations. I made a whole series of She-Ra dress up games — one of them actually got featured a couple years ago, which was pretty wild.

Interviewer: Tell me more about She-Ra.

Kit: Right, so, that show was my intense interest for like… three years? She-Ra and the Princesses of Power. It’s a remake of the ’80s show, a He-Man spinoff, and it may look dumb but it’s actually really good. Anyway, I’m still not over it. I made a ton of stuff, projects, fanart, fanfics… I’m also an active editor and content moderator on She-Ra Fandom Wiki. But if you let me go on about that, I’ll be here forever.

Interviewer: Besides She-Ra, what other fandoms are you in?

Kit: Too many to list, but my main ones at the moment are The Owl House, Welcome To Night Vale, Percy Jackson — or, the Riordanverse, but I haven’t read The Kane Chronicles or Magnus Chase — and Arcane. I’d love to talk about any of them whenever. Also, if you want to read fanfics where Jinx and Isha get to live happily ever after together, I have some recommendations; I searched for some as soon as I finished the show.

Interviewer: Speaking of recommendations, what are your favorite books you’d like more people to check out?

Kit: I have too many favorites to list, but just out of ones I’ve read this year… Gearbreakers by Zoe Hana Mikuta needs a bigger fandom, it’s YA dystopia with central sapphic romance and it’s great. Actually, all the books I’m about to name are YA and queer… Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao isn’t exactly underrated, but it’s also very good, sci-fi fantasy series inspired by figures from Chinese history. We Are Okay by Nina LaCour was really beautiful, it would probably count as literary fiction if it weren’t YA. Devils Like Us by L. T. Thompson came out less than a month ago, it’s historical fantasy where one of the POV characters is trans and the other two are sapphic, there’s an evil secret society and a crew of queer pirates and it’s great, go read it. And finally, yesterday I finished If Tomorrow Doesn’t Come by Jen St. Jude, a queer pre-apocalyptic novel, which was very good but very sad.

Interviewer: Next I have some questions people sent in. First I have one from Bea in Dystopian: what is your second favorite reptile?

Kit: Hmm. First I need to pick a first favorite reptile. I’d say my favorite reptile is turtles — or, if you want a specific species, painted turtles, they’re so pretty. But turtles in general are very cool. Second favorite is probably snakes. I’d say my favorite snake species is garter snakes; there are a lot of them in my yard, and I like them. They’re harmless to us and they eat the mice, plus they’re just cool. You didn’t ask for a third favorite, but I also like Komodo dragons.

Interviewer: Next I have several from Rose in Apocalyptic. First, what music artists do you like?

Kit: Ooh. My favorite band is The Linda Lindas. I got to see them play last year, which was awesome. Some other favorites are The Go-Go’s, Girl in Red, The Weakerthans, and Team Dresch. And for some obscure ones, Allegra Hernandez and Sarah Tonin — go listen to “Use My Fkn Pronouns” or “Dumpster Fire on Douglas” by Allegra Hernandez and “Selfish” by Sarah Tonin” right now.

Interviewer: What are your feelings on school?

Kit: I’m actually homeschooled. Specifically, “unschooled” — my education is very informal, and I can basically just do whatever I want. Actual school does not sound good to me. I have started taking online classes, though — yesterday I had my first of several AP history classes.

Interviewer: Favorite foods?

Kit: Pancakes, french toast, french fries, pizza, hashbrowns. Very healthy, I know. Oh, and tomato soup.

Interviewer: Favorite genres to read and write?

Kit: I used to read nothing but fantasy and spy or mystery, but now I don’t really have a favorite genre. I’ll read any genre if it’s either queer or a graphic novel — and, you know, if the book looks interesting. My favorite genre to write is still fantasy, but it’s, uh, been awhile since I wrote anything besides random thoughts or fanfiction. (Kit laughs)

Interviewer: What tropes do you like?

Kit: I really like “affably evil,” I think it’s fun when villains are genuinely chill and friendly while still being evil. On a related note, I like it when two villains really love each other — I like how it can humanize them without redeeming them. Also, I like “lampshade hanging,” as TV Tropes calls it — when characters point out how something in their story is cliche or doesn’t make sense.

Interviewer: And finally, a question from Emily in Gothic: Fingers or toes?

Kit: Fingers. I mean, I wouldn’t be able to type without them. They’re very important. Toes are good too, though, they help with balance.

Interviewer: And that’s all the time we have. Thanks for talking.

Kit: Thank you for having me.

Week 2 – Fairy Tales