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akechi’s navigator lines are like
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I laughed so hard no sound came out
The King of Kings shall be granted the power to banish the darkness, but the blood price must be paid. To cast out the Usurper and usher in dawn’s light will cost the life of the Chosen. Many sacrificed all for the King; so must the King sacrifice himself for all.
sir that’s my emotional support story that I’ve been working on for five years that still has no conceivable plot
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The best writing teacher I ever had wasn’t the one who taught me grammar and spelling. He wasn’t the one who taught me outlining and paragraph structure, nor was he the one who taught me about themes, motifs, and symbolism.
He said, “Wiggle your pencil.
Put the tip of your pencil to the paper and keep the eraser end wiggling.
If you have nothing to write, write that: I have nothing to write, I have nothing to write, I have nothing to write, I have nothing to write, and eventually, by force of boredom, something else will come out.”
We would take 30 - 45 minutes every day to ‘wiggle our pencils’ in our wide-ruled notebooks, during which time, he was silent except to remind anyone who stopped to keep that pencil moving.
I finished not one but two novel-length stories that year. It was fifth grade.
Wiggle your pencil.
Truly it is incredibly inconvenient how you have to write your stories if you want to read them
unless I come up with a series of words that form a series of sentences, I’m not going to read this story and nobody else is either and this is truly rude of the universe to work this way
ghost trick doods from casual stream!
are you ever scrolling through tumblr and you have a thought and immediately lose it so you have to scroll back up to give your brain the conditions under which it originally created the thought so you can bring it back
u know whats wild. everyone on here like 20 and when i first joined everyone was like 14 15. u ask anybody n they been here for years. nobody new on here. staff locked the doors n were all Stuck Inside
we wuv them
When the game asks you to make a hard decision:
Good vs. Evil