SaburoYoshida

Ume Gaiden was supposed to be 10 episodes. But I ended up writing essentially a season 2.
          
          It's in production as we speak.

Ume Gaiden Episode Sasuke pays heavy homage to episode 20 of School Rumble season 2.
          
          The characters Karen, Imadori, and Kosuke, especially the former two, were heavily referenced when creating Ume, Takeshi, and Sasuke respectively. Ume's split bangs, strength, and cute face were inspired by Karen. Takeshi's orange hair, easy-going attitude, and pervertedness were inspired by Imadori. Karen's crush on Imadori cemented Ume's crush on Takeshi when I created them. Kosuke inspiring the name Sasuke. Karen Ichijou also inspired the creation of Michi, hence her green hair, inspired by a dream I had where I was on a date with Karen only my dream named her Michi. Because Ume and Michi were cut from the same cloth, I made them rivals.

I started Ume Gaiden: Love is Blind, Love Hurts  in 2019... since then I hadn't bothered to finish it because Instagram sucked me in with trends and memes, and I neglected my main projects and I feel ashamed for it. Every year I said I'd get back to Ume but I didn't, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023, I didn't even bother saying it in 2024... I'm sorry. I want to finish Ume. I don't know when, but I'll try.

Just three parts for today, the whole story is finished, but I'm tired and I wanna sleep.

Plot armor is a thing my characters do not have as they are above plot, therefore the armor it gives.
          
          They're above plot because of how many times they've tore my plots apart and it went into another direction then what I intended, no matter how much I wanted it to go that way. I don't write my characters around the plot, I write the plot around my characters, in other words the plot follows them and not the other way around, THEY write the plot.
          
          I as the writer have no control over these guys, when I start writing, I subconsciously become them. I'm never really "conscious" when creating, seeing as I look at my creation later in shock and disbelief that I did that.

I like to write stories based on believability. I like to make things make sense, I could write a full on fantasy and make it feel as realistic as I can. I don't like making things come out of left field without hinting to it earlier in the story because it feels like a copout or plot armor.

I've been writing a bunch of stuff while I've been away, but if I'm making my return here, I think I'll start fresh with a What-If scenario involving some of the New Life 64 characters. One of which is Shoji and what if he was in the world of Disney's Hercules, it's been this fantasy in my head for a long time, I felt I should finally write it out.

I've been neglecting this site as well as my stories on here for far a long time.

I don't know about you... but when I write stories (or create in general) I write solely for myself. I'm the targetted audience I cater to.
          
          I want to answer a question I ask myself "How can I be afraid of my own horror, especially if I'm the one writing it?"
          
          Its pretty normal to fear my own horror stories, they come from my idea and perception of fear, much like how my own comedy makes me laugh more than anything, my own sad stories make me cry the most, my own anger-inducing stories come from things that anger me, my own romance stories come from how I fall in love, my stories are the world through my perspective, as to say... this is who I am. This is what I'm scared of... This is what makes me laugh... This is what makes me cry... This is what makes me upset... This is what makes me fall in love... These are the results of the experiences life shaped me with. This is Saburo Yoshida.

All my characters are me in some way, this character is the embodiment of my fear in itself. At the time of typing this, I am currently stuck in my room at 4:14 AM because I'm too scared to go out, my own story terrified me... When I write horror, I'm entering the deeper parts of my subconscious where my fear lies.