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“short people stick together” how about we stack together. if enough of us unite we can be the ultimate tall person
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
in addition to the fact that people just have different natural rhythms, a big reason why we can’t seem to go to bed as early as we “should” is that nighttime is, for many of us, our safest and most fulfilling time of day. we don’t have to work, we won’t be contacted by bosses or insurance companies or collection agencies or other suffocating life business… we’re likely only to be contacted by our friends, or by no one at all. night time is release; it’s ours. we can rest or recreate. we can do things we actually want to do. who would choose to cut that short?? just to usher in the next morning when our lives are not our own again? nighttime is precious and nothing could be more normal than the desire to embrace this
“I see the sun, and if I don’t see the sun, I know it’s there. And there’s a whole life in that, in knowing that the sun is there.”
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
casual reminder
your future isn't written. no one's is. you can make it whatever you want... so make it a good one!
This isn’t a Greek tragedy, you forge your own path.
exactly. elope with your wife! steal a train! fill your house with tacky clocks! ignore the speed limit! no one can stop you!
someone: why isnt that character as developed as ur other ones….
me: bc i havent found the right songs to daydream them to yet
when u find that perfect song to daydream a character to and u can finally plan out their story arc
post your stupid as hell animal pics
My fat idiot son who I love got stuck under a couch
fantastic. bless his heart. let me see something even stupider
He got stuck between the screen and the window :(
i fucking live for this
Sometimes progressing through your writing journey means learning to write one way very, very well so you can never write that way ever again.
Sometimes it means cutting out every adjective and extra clause and passive sentence until your prose is so active it’s lost all voice, so that when you add the voice back in your new prose is both poetic and clean.
Sometimes it means cutting down your first two stories to the bare bones of its plot so that the inconsequential and slower scenes you decide to include in your third book have the vibrancy and life you learned while creating those faster paced stories.
Sometimes it also means you do work that feels like it went nowhere. But that’s never true. However your writing journey progresses is still progress.
Take heart in the skills that you’ve built, and keep writing <3
“starts off goofy and funny but progressively gets darker as more about the characters is revealed” is my favorite type of storytelling
Writing Prompt
The narrator gets more and more drunk while telling the story, much to the ire of the characters.
Tag your responses with #wordsnstuff // Ko-Fi // wordsnstuffblog.com
“You can’t use up creativity. The more you use, the more you have.”
— Maya Angelou
Dear writers, don’t try and protect your readers.
I was raised on Shakespeare and Esop’s Fables and folklore from around the world. I read Dracula when I was ten, knew dozens of obscure Slavic tales and could rattle off any Norse myth if you asked me to. Can I still do that? Not really. Or at least, not like I used to. But does that mean stories are any less important in my life?
No.
I’ve learned more from stories than I ever could from teachers, parents and every other guiding adult in my life. Most people were rather perturbed at the thought of a child being raised on Norse and Greek myths - both had their reputation - but it was the Norse ones that really stuck in people’s craw. The varied mythos of the Norsemen is not somewhere you would go for joy or fun. They’re dark, gritty and full of harrowing adventures. While at least the gods of the Greeks were petty, proud and insatiable, there wasn’t much to alleviate the cold truth in Norse myths. For the people of Northern Europe, the land itself was grown from an act of murder; Odin and his brothers killed Ymir and used his body to make the world.
Of all of them, however, Loki was the greatest teacher. He did terrible things and was often forced into redemption by acts of bloody threat. (I’ll never forget the line “If you do not get her back, Loki, I shall crack your ribcage like the wings of a falcon and flay the flesh from your bones.”). When he wanted to be kind, he was a force of loyalty and love; when he wanted to be petty or cruel, he was the biggest threat that the Asgardians would ever have to reckon with. He fathered the monsters that would one day end the world. He lay with giants and Asgardians alike, and at the end settled for the goddess of fertility and bonds as his wife. The people who breathed Loki’s mythology into being didn’t care whether or not he was problematic, or toxic, or how complex he was - and that made him the best of the Asgardians in my eyes.
We all knew from the very beginning that Loki would be punished for his actions, and we knew that none of it really mattered because whatever happened, fate was inevitable. As a child, I saw the Asgardians presented with this bloody, brutal end that they couldn’t escape, and was amazed by their indifference. The whole point was that good or bad, death came everyone. Ragnarok did not discriminate, and not everyone would be held accountable for their actions.
It was the truth.
All of that has made the basis for the way that I think and go through life. And you know what? The “child-safe” versions would never have had that same impact. If in school we had been taught that Apollo liked both men and women, that sometimes the good are punished for doing the right thing, that the right thing isn’t easy but usually worth it, that pride in your actions is not a sin but hating others for their pride is? Many children would grow up with a healthier view of the world.
How many of you knew that Arachne was turned into a spider, not because of her pride, but because Athena was too proud herself to accept that Ariachne’s love of her work was justified? Being turned into a spider was an act of mercy after Arachne’s fear of Athena’s wrath caused her to hang herself. “You can create beauty forever now,” read one line of this variation, with Athena torn apart by guilt. That myth taught children that adults are not infallible and that challenging them is okay.
People were given voices or helped to find them by thousands of years of stories, unconcerned by how appropriate they were or what the content was. They trusted one another’s critical skills and held no illusions, and looked to their tales for guidance. Those myths and legends weren’t there to make a point, but to explain the point in the clearest, most unapologetic terms possible.
So tell your story how you want to tell it; not how you feel you should tell it - and I promise you, it will change someone’s life.
me when i get my student loan
this is the money cat. reblog in 30 seconds and you will find yourself with more wealth
#this is the only money cat i will reblog because it’s actually doing the manekineko pose151,646 notes (via lolwhutninja)
OMG YOU’RE RIGHT
and it has its right paw up! the correct paw for this. and from the markings on its ears, it looks like it might be a calico cat. which is the luckiest kind!
extremely lucky cat
I don’t even care if it actually works, I’m mostly reblogging because it’s freaking adorable.
cute cat and need money, good post, 10/10
in case anyones interested in the other versions
http://www.namaii.com/manekineko/maneki-neko-types.html
everyone who reads this post will get some big spicy joy within 24 large minutes (hours)
Ok y'all but like I’m not even kidding about this I read this post yesterday and today I got an email from the peeps at hamilton and I won the lotto gor $10 tickets and I would like to give all my thanks to the internet’s favorite fish, Goldie Gurston, for making this possible because I totally believe they did this with their amazing gay powers
So I know this is likely a coincidence…but I reblogged this and just now discovered I’ve been given a $150 amazon gift card as a bonus at work. So thank you, fish!
If it worked for them I hope it works for everyone else
Some big spicy joy pls
SOME BIG SPICY JOY PLEASE
ok universe, i’m ready to feel good things. make me feel good things.
whenever i post this it works reblog if u want to feel good things & the universe will bring u something sweet