TCF request for Yin and Yang Alver Crossman with both his heritages!
For @theartymoose β€οΈ

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TCF request for Yin and Yang Alver Crossman with both his heritages!
For @theartymoose β€οΈ
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Two things absolutely changed my life as a writer. You ready?
One- Your characters can be bad people, they can do bad things. There doesn't have to be a reason or a moral. You can make them bad if you want to. No other reason needed.
Two- it doesn't have to be good, it just needs to be written. On my last book i literally wrote the words "dumbest version" on the top of the page because I had seen some advice to do that. It changed everything. I stopped trying to make it perfect, I just tried to make it. Period. Full stop. You can edit bad writing. You can't edit a blank page.
And honestly? Defiance is the best writing I've ever done. All because I let my characters be bad and I gave myself the freedom to write it badly.
WIP
Femdreil for my birthday ππ
Mentally making a cup of tea and giving a gentle forehead kiss to every struggling writer on my dash right now.
Your story matters, your ideas are good, and someone out there is going to fall in love with your world.
he's talking to me
Art for my rewritten Christopher Reed/Sung Jinwoo Mafia Fic
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If you're a new writer and you're asking yourself "is this too personal, is this too much, will people think this is weird" that feeling is the exact location of your actual voice. The stuff that makes you want to close the laptop is the stuff nobody else could write. The safe version is always worse. Always. I have never once read something and thought "this would have been better if it was a little less honest." go further. It's always go further.
Hemingway stopped writing every day mid-sentence on purpose. So he always knew where he was going when he sat down the next morning. I thought this was torture. i tried it. it is torture. It is also the reason i no longer stare at a blank page for forty minutes wondering what comes next because the sentence is already half there, already pulling you forward, already open. The blank page is the hardest part. He just made sure he never had to face it. I am begrudgingly a convert.
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finding an error in someone else's fic: awe. we are all human - this is totally understandable and doesn't bother me whatsoever. it is almost endearing to know that others are not perfect, and in their excitement to share, they made a small mistake.
finding an error in your own fic: a merciful death is too kind for me. i deserve to be burnt on a pyre or publicly executed at dawn
Someone commented that they loved a line
They quoted the line
The line had a typo
This is the fastest way to kill an author
A Litany for Survival: The Life and Work of Audre LordeΒ (1996) dir. by Ada Gay Griffin and Michelle Parkerson
βThatβs right, Angel,β Christopher praises in a low, pleased voice, smiling at him, but Jinwoo has never heard a tone more serious, βBecause even though we could die at one anotherβs hands one day, I want us to be each otherβs last thoughts.β
Art for my rewritten Christopher Reed/Sung Jinwoo Mafia Fic
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