Another painting practice with my favorite sheep and cat.
He's probably listening to them bleat in their sleep
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Another painting practice with my favorite sheep and cat.
He's probably listening to them bleat in their sleep
How can I become a writer?
Write.
But I don't know where to start.
Write.
But I'm worried.
WRITE.
What if nobody likes it?
W R I T E
What if it's not very good?
Write. Write. WRITE. WRITE.
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W R I T E
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sherlock holmes deduces you are trans before you've figured it out yourself and refers to you with those pronouns and then when you look confused is like "ah...had you not arrived at that conclusion yet?" and wafts away in his dressing gown to smoke seventeen pipes, leaving you in a gender crisis
Hercule Poirot deduces you are trans by accident because he suspected you of murder and broke into your house and searched your stuff then puts 2 and 2 together when Hastings makes an innocuous observation about your fashion sense or something and he jumps up and cries “mon dieu!!!” before striding over to you kissing you on both cheeks and saying “ah, cher ami, you must live as you choose!” and then running off to confront the real culprit while you stand there in befuddlement
Columbo deduces you're trans from context clues while he's talking to you about the area, immediately uses your preferred pronouns and starts telling you about his cousin, who's also transgender, and how they got this job doing security, and how they told him that a security guard always locks up, and asks you if the guard locked up last night, and isn't it weird the place was open? And you're like, well, someone else must have opened it up. Maybe the guy in charge? He has a spare key. And then he nods and goes "the guy in charge has a spare key... well, how about that?" And then he offers you a cigar and wanders off, and a day later your boss gets arrested for murder.
Fanon Batman deduces you are trans and suddenly a free hormone clinic opens up by your home a couple months later
Miss Fisher learns youre trans and simply gives you hormones, and a little cocaine as a treat. she also invites you out to a club to meet like minded individuals. at the club you watch as she seduces the bartender and then the next day the bartender is arrested for the murder.
I love Guillermo del Toro.
Leonid Pasternak (Ukrainian, 1862–1945) - The Torments of Creative Work
oh leonid, we're really in it now
Leonid, you really understand it.
Save me Leonid, from my empty Word document
Leonid what should I do about the emails
Throwback thursday to when I was like 12 and I was putting out new writing DAILY...... Like entire Chapters of my then-current wips just, over an afternoon. What the fuck was I on
Nobody:
Me, age 12, just started drinking coffee:
I drew 14 pictures during the day, and wrote 32 pages a night. Now I can’t do shit.
A huge part of this is because you've gotten better! And now, when you're drawing/writing/doing whatever creative task, you're not just mindlessly throwing thoughts at your paper, you're thinking as you do it. Children can churn out a lot more work because it's not yet refined, but when you're older and have more practice, you work with all these thoughts running through your head about form and shape, color palettes or word choice. Now, you're making a dozen decisions with every moment of work, and you're also questioning the decisions you've just made, wondering if you can do it better. Don't beat yourself up about producing less work now than you did back then, because every sentence or shape involves a lot more effort for you now, than it did when you were ten and brand new to this hobby.
Also you have a job now and the never-ending bullshit that is laundry and dishes and feeding yourself.
okay, I actually really needed to hear this
I’ve been waiting all year to post this.
Conversation Prompt
“Humanity is sick. It is a diseased and accursed race. It needs to be annihilated before it inflicts more atrocity on itself.”
“Who are you to decide that? What gives you any right to say that?”
“I am the closest thing to a god that your miserable race has.”
“And you’re the last one. I’ve seen what your civilisation did to itself. I’ve seen what you did. Get off your pedestal and stand in the filth with me. We will continue to suffer and destroy for eternity - and to survive and overcome. Your failure isn’t ours, but your death is mine.”
this is the funniest thing I’ve seen in any review ever
WASHINGTON - Following a recent uptick in UFO interest, NASA cautioned curious citizens against the notion that extraterrestrial life will b
actually you know what, valid
Aliens: [finally contacts with NASA and wants to know more about the human race]
YOU GUYS IT’S DECEMBER 10TH YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND THIS HAS BEEN IN MY QUEUE SINCE FEBRUARY
you have the rest of the day to reblog this
writing is 20% words, 80% staring at a blank screen dramatically.
i put this on twitter but it feels like the sort of thing i should subject everyone to
I have just learned that Mountain Goats are NOT, in fact, actual Goats.
I have never heard of this band. I AM in fact referring to the animal.
But wait, there’s more!
«The way shades linger...it looks mournful, right? But it isn't always...»
When your WIP doesn’t write itself: