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@astoryscribbler
The two wolves inside every writer: "this is genuinely the best thing i have ever written. i am gifted. i am changed. this paragraph alone justifies my entire existence on this planet." and then five minutes later, same paragraph: "who wrote this. who allowed this. this reads like a golden retriever trying to describe grief. i need to lie down and reconsider everything." both wolves are always wrong. the paragraph is fine. you need a snack.
I am only surviving today by reading over the new comments on my latest fic and kicking my feet while doing so. Making me all warm inside while the world falls apart around me
Obligatory Icarus Poem
Would you like to meet my little helpers when I'm writing? They only get in the way of my laptop most of the time, normally by insisting they should be on my lap instead of my writing implements
Me: (cannot finish this chapter for two weeks and about to give up) Me: alright. Lets just try one more time from another angle Me: (proceeds to write 5k words in 2 days) Me: Me: Me: alright then
Its has taken me drafting chapter 32 of my current WIP (a slowburn therapy fanfic) to realise that everytime a specific character says "You're ridiculous" they mean "I love you."
This is fine and hasn't made me emotional at all
Having this realisation is part of the reason why Chapter 32 has stalled. I am trying. But it does not want to cooperate.
Stupid gay monkeys being stupid
Its has taken me drafting chapter 32 of my current WIP (a slowburn therapy fanfic) to realise that everytime a specific character says "You're ridiculous" they mean "I love you."
This is fine and hasn't made me emotional at all
messy doodle based onchapter 27 of THIS shadowpeach fic made by @astoryscribbler
ive had this scene in my head for a while now im so glad i managed to make a doodle of it
I don't think this is allowed to be called a doodle. I am obsessed. This is exactly how I imagined the scene omg
Lil comic based on chapter 26 of THIS shadowpeach fic, Missing Chapters, written by @astoryscribbler (I HOPE i tagged the right person)
go check it out!!! the fic is a perfect mix of angst and fluff and the hurt comfort is just CHEFS KISS
i might make another page later idk
Every time someone makes fanart of a fic I wrote I turn into a five year old at Christmas, what do you mean someone made a comic of my fic???
the first law of tragedies: the end is already written and inevitable. the second law of tragedies: your actions are all your own and you can choose to get off this ride whenever you want. the third law of tragedies: we both know that you are never going to do that.
Quick tips for writing Sleep Deprivation
☽ Memory becomes absolute garbage. Like “why am I in the kitchen?” garbage. “What was I saying?” garbage. Their brain is running on buffering screens and regret.
☽ Fine motor skills? Ha. They’re dropping everything. Pens. Phones. Entire moral compass. They’re basically a malfunctioning claw machine.
☽ Hallucinations creep in. That jacket on the chair? Suddenly a person. That noise? Definitely doom. Everything becomes mildly haunted.
☽ Time gets weird. Five minutes feel like a year. A full hour disappears and they swear they blinked wrong.
☽ Irritation skyrockets. They get mad at chairs. At air. At gravity. At the audacity of other humans continuing to exist.
☽ Their voice sounds weird. Slow, scratchy, like they swallowed sand.
☽ They walk like a drunk baby giraffe. Walls suddenly jump closer. Floors rise unexpectedly. Coordination said: “I’m out.”
☽ Zoning out becomes a hobby. They stare at random objects like they’re trying to understand quantum mechanics.
☽ Vision blurs in and out. Like someone smeared Vaseline over their eyeballs out of spite.
☽ Their body just hurts. Not a dramatic pain, just the “why does my skeleton feel like it’s buzzing?” pain.
☽ Food cravings go feral. They’d fight someone for a stale cookie.
☽ Terrible choices. They will absolutely say “I’m fine” while making decisions that end in disaster.
☽ Random emotional implosions. Crying because their sock feels wrong? Yes.
☽ Cold hands. Cold feet. Cold heart. (Okay maybe not the last one, but it feels like it.)
Me thinking that I'm funny was probably the first problem
Use your inside voice when you're calling me the fuck out
Brain please. I've committed to a fic that has the potential to turn into a 3 or 4 part series, why are you giving me a completely unrelated fully fleshed idea that could be another longform fic in its own right?
*sigh*
Alright I'll make notes but you'd better switch onto the main fic channel soon, I've got actual chapters to write
You know, the problem with writing a fanfic where the focus is putting traumatised characters through therapy, is that you have to make those characters face those traumas. And then when you're a sap like me and feel what the characters are feeling as you're writing them, you end up crying at every other chapter you write.
Anyway, if you enjoyed my Crystal Memories fanfic, I've started a sequel. Sandy is giving Wukong and Macaque therapy. I'm going to cry so much, come and join me if you fancy it.
(The first three chapters are already up and I'm currently posting twice a week so that's fun)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Me: ok, so we figured out that trying to write and post two fics at the same time while keeping to a posting schedule for both of them doesn't really work, so I should try and stick with one at a time
Brain: i have three new ideas all interconmected together and you need to write all three
Me: great, which one do I start with?
Brain: all of them
Me: uh...
Brain: write all of them right now
