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I can feel the surprised expression on the duck’s face. It’s like “This is unexpected,”
This is 100% how anxiety works
“Writing Advice: by Chuck Palahniuk In six seconds, you’ll hate me. But in six months, you’ll be a better writer. From this point forward—at least for the next half year—you may not use “thought” verbs. These include: Thinks, Knows, Understands, Realizes, Believes, Wants, Remembers, Imagines, Desires, and a hundred others you love to use. The list should also include: Loves and Hates. And it should include: Is and Has, but we’ll get to those later. Until some time around Christmas, you can’t write: Kenny wondered if Monica didn’t like him going out at night…” Instead, you’ll have to Un-pack that to something like: “The mornings after Kenny had stayed out, beyond the last bus, until he’d had to bum a ride or pay for a cab and got home to find Monica faking sleep, faking because she never slept that quiet, those mornings, she’d only put her own cup of coffee in the microwave. Never his.” Instead of characters knowing anything, you must now present the details that allow the reader to know them. Instead of a character wanting something, you must now describe the thing so that the reader wants it. Instead of saying: “Adam knew Gwen liked him.” You’ll have to say: “Between classes, Gwen had always leaned on his locker when he’d go to open it. She’s roll her eyes and shove off with one foot, leaving a black-heel mark on the painted metal, but she also left the smell of her perfume. The combination lock would still be warm from her butt. And the next break, Gwen would be leaned there, again.” In short, no more short-cuts. Only specific sensory detail: action, smell, taste, sound, and feeling. Typically, writers use these “thought” verbs at the beginning of a paragraph (In this form, you can call them “Thesis Statements” and I’ll rail against those, later). In a way, they state the intention of the paragraph. And what follows, illustrates them. For example: “Brenda knew she’d never make the deadline. was backed up from the bridge, past the first eight or nine exits. Her cell phone battery was dead. At home, the dogs would need to go out, or there would be a mess to clean up. Plus, she’d promised to water the plants for her neighbor…” Do you see how the opening “thesis statement” steals the thunder of what follows? Don’t do it. If nothing else, cut the opening sentence and place it after all the others. Better yet, transplant it and change it to: Brenda would never make the deadline. Thinking is abstract. Knowing and believing are intangible. Your story will always be stronger if you just show the physical actions and details of your characters and allow your reader to do the thinking and knowing. And loving and hating. Don’t tell your reader: “Lisa hated Tom.” Instead, make your case like a lawyer in court, detail by detail. Present each piece of evidence. For example: “During roll call, in the breath after the teacher said Tom’s name, in that moment before he could answer, right then, Lisa would whisper-shout ‘Butt Wipe,’ just as Tom was saying, ‘Here’.” One of the most-common mistakes that beginning writers make is leaving their characters alone. Writing, you may be alone. Reading, your audience may be alone. But your character should spend very, very little time alone. Because a solitary character starts thinking or worrying or wondering. For example: Waiting for the bus, Mark started to worry about how long the trip would take…” A better break-down might be: “The schedule said the bus would come by at noon, but Mark’s watch said it was already 11:57. You could see all the way down the road, as far as the Mall, and not see a bus. No doubt, the driver was parked at the turn-around, the far end of the line, taking a nap. The driver was kicked back, asleep, and Mark was going to be late. Or worse, the driver was drinking, and he’d pull up drunk and charge Mark seventy-five cents for death in a fiery traffic accident…” A character alone must lapse into fantasy or memory, but even then you can’t use “thought” verbs or any of their abstract relatives. Oh, and you can just forget about using the verbs forget and remember. No more transitions such as: “Wanda remembered how Nelson used to brush her hair.” Instead: “Back in their sophomore year, Nelson used to brush her hair with smooth, long strokes of his hand.” Again, Un-pack. Don’t take short-cuts. Better yet, get your character with another character, fast. Get them together and get the action started. Let their actions and words show their thoughts. You—stay out of their heads. And while you’re avoiding “thought” verbs, be very wary about using the bland verbs “is” and “have.” For example: “Ann’s eyes are blue.” “Ann has blue eyes.” Versus: “Ann coughed and waved one hand past her face, clearing the cigarette smoke from her eyes, blue eyes, before she smiled…” Instead of bland “is” and “has” statements, try burying your details of what a character has or is, in actions or gestures. At its most basic, this is showing your story instead of telling it. And forever after, once you’ve learned to Un-pack your characters, you’ll hate the lazy writer who settles for: “Jim sat beside the telephone, wondering why Amanda didn’t call.” Please. For now, hate me all you want, but don’t use thought verbs. After Christmas, go crazy, but I’d bet money you won’t. (…) For this month’s homework, pick through your writing and circle every “thought” verb. Then, find some way to eliminate it. Kill it by Un-packing it. Then, pick through some published fiction and do the same thing. Be ruthless. “Marty imagined fish, jumping in the moonlight…” “Nancy recalled the way the wine tasted…” “Larry knew he was a dead man…” Find them. After that, find a way to re-write them. Make them stronger.”
— (via fictionwritingtips)
#aparrently a forensics lab disposed a bag of hands improperly which like. how. how do you do that
don’t worry about it
Like no offense to my friends and family but if I had the chance to abandon this timeline for a medieval fantasy land I would absolutely do it, goodbye student loans and depression hello cool magic shit and most likely an early death by the sword (as it should be)
Have fun shitting in outhouses and losing loved ones to the plague™
medieval fantasy, not actual medieval times you impudent fool
Character, with internalised homophobia: I’m not gay
Character: *is gay*
“i feel u” i say as i begin feeling you. you are soft, like a bunny
Imagine being attracted to someone named “Greg” or “Kevin” and saying those names in sex. That’s disgusting!!
self care is getting so drunk that you forget you hate yourself
How did the Nucleus escape from prison?
Through the cell wall.
At least I'm not a pessimist... 24/04/18
14:00 exactly.
I got some lamps. I've come to the conclusion that one can not write too much about something one considers worth writing about. One must first and foremost write for one's self. In that way, if no one else likes it, at least the writer will. Imagine writing something for someone else and they don't like it, but also, you don't like it because you were trying to write something they'd like. That would feel silly.
It's hard to stop looking up. It's hard to do things just for me, to stop hoping someone will notice. There's a line from a Dermot Kennedy song
~ I do all of this hoping she'll see me ~
It's not right, to be constantly performing. Sometimes I perform when no one's watching. I'll try to feel more sad on purpose, push myself further into a depressed mood, punch something. Maybe this isn't performing... Maybe I'm so far from my emotions that I need to try to feel. It's a conscious effort.
Most days I find myself lost in thoughts, lost in memories, but I can't fully attach to the emotions like I should.
~ I can't remember, like I should ~
Things feel dull, Like when there's a pain in your foot, but you stop the circulation and everything goes fuzzy. I know there's pain there, but I can't feel it.
I've ordered some really good quality wireless headphones, and I'm quite excited. I've grown tired of constantly buying an average set that break in a few months. Also, fuck wires. They get caught on EVERYTHING!
This morning I was walking down the hall, and the bike handle ripped them right off my head. Should I not be evolved enough mentally/spiritually to not let something so small annoy me? Like I've dealt with breakups easier than some small aspects of daily life. Not all breakups. Some are tough and sit in the mind for impressive stretches of time. They don't quite sit though, do they? They walk around a lot. Some days they're right there at the front, just before your eyes, making the days seem grey, and sometimes they go all the way to the back, where they kick and scream and make all kinds of fuss, just about loud enough to be heard if you're very quiet.
Lately it's been different. For the past few weeks now, life feels a little like a dream. The future suddenly seems like a very vague concept, and although I still have plans/goals and all these things, they feel like sand in a swirling sea. I can see the grains of sand floating about, but if I reach in to grab a handful, I'll pull away with a wet hand, and the thoughts keep swirling. They won't settle.
This sounds like a bad thing, but maybe it isn't. For the first time in my life, I don't worry that I'm worried, the fact that I'm sad doesn't make me more sad. I'm ok with being sad. It sounds silly, but stress often builds on itself, and right now it doesn't. Stress just is stress, and it stays as long as it needs to. Alan Watts has been very helpful in all this.
~ If you hold onto your breath, you'll choke ~
I find that when I'm sad, I almost enjoy it. It's such an odd feeling and it lets my mind think more than usual. Maybe I'm just in denial, but does it matter?
It seems a shame that things are what they are, But how could they be anything else. I love that nothing has changed. I still recognize all the things I used to love, and maybe if they changed I wouldn't love them any more. So how could they be anything else.
Alan Watts once described how if we could control our own lives, if we could live a different life whenever we wanted, in the infinite possibility of all the lives we could choose, we'd end up right where we are now. The reason things are interesting is because I can't control everything. Things happen that make me unhappy, because without unhappy, I wouldn't know what happy feels like. There's no light without less light, or dark.
At least I'm not a pessimist... 24/04/18
14:00 exactly.
I got some lamps. I've come to the conclusion that one can not write too much about something one considers worth writing about. One must first and foremost write for one's self. In that way, if no one else likes it, at least the writer will. Imagine writing something for someone else and they don't like it, but also, you don't like it because you were trying to write something they'd like. That would feel silly.
It's hard to stop looking up. It's hard to do things just for me, to stop hoping someone will notice. There's a line from a Dermot Kennedy song
~ I do all of this hoping she'll see me ~
It's not right, to be constantly performing. Sometimes I perform when no one's watching. I'll try to feel more sad on purpose, push myself further into a depressed mood, punch something. Maybe this isn't performing... Maybe I'm so far from my emotions that I need to try to feel. It's a conscious effort.
Most days I find myself lost in thoughts, lost in memories, but I can't fully attach to the emotions like I should.
~ I can't remember, like I should ~
Things feel dull, Like when there's a pain in your foot, but you stop the circulation and everything goes fuzzy. I know there's pain there, but I can't feel it.
I've ordered some really good quality wireless headphones, and I'm quite excited. I've grown tired of constantly buying an average set that break in a few months. Also, fuck wires. They get caught on EVERYTHING!
This morning I was walking down the hall, and the bike handle ripped them right off my head. Should I not be evolved enough mentally/spiritually to not let something so small annoy me? Like I've dealt with breakups easier than some small aspects of daily life. Not all breakups. Some are tough and sit in the mind for impressive stretches of time. They don't quite sit though, do they? They walk around a lot. Some days they're right there at the front, just before your eyes, making the days seem grey, and sometimes they go all the way to the back, where they kick and scream and make all kinds of fuss, just about loud enough to be heard if you're very quiet.
Lately it's been different. For the past few weeks now, life feels a little like a dream. The future suddenly seems like a very vague concept, and although I still have plans/goals and all these things, they feel like sand in a swirling sea. I can see the grains of sand floating about, but if I reach in to grab a handful, I'll pull away with a wet hand, and the thoughts keep swirling. They won't settle.
This sounds like a bad thing, but maybe it isn't. For the first time in my life, I don't worry that I'm worried, the fact that I'm sad doesn't make me more sad. I'm ok with being sad. It sounds silly, but stress often builds on itself, and right now it doesn't. Stress just is stress, and it stays as long as it needs to. Alan Watts has been very helpful in all this.
~ If you hold onto your breath, you'll choke ~
I find that when I'm sad, I almost enjoy it. It's such an odd feeling and it lets my mind think more than usual. Maybe I'm just in denial, but does it matter?
It seems a shame that things are what they are, But how could they be anything else. I love that nothing has changed. I still recognize all the things I used to love, and maybe if they changed I wouldn't love them any more. So how could they be anything else.
Alan Watts once described how if we could control our own lives, if we could live a different life whenever we wanted, in the infinite possibility of all the lives we could choose, we'd end up right where we are now. The reason things are interesting is because I can't control everything. Things happen that make me unhappy, because without unhappy, I wouldn't know what happy feels like. There's no light without less light, or dark.
Such determination. (via cats_never_die)
I just choked on my sandwich holy shit
one shot, one kill
Damn