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Phantom! At the opera
ah, yes, but what a shame, what a shame the poor groom’s bride is there, inside my mind
I want to write a Homestuck poem but really all I’m capable of right now is flailing at the “The End” screen. Sigh.
It’s like Tumblr has become the land of no fun and angry accusations. No thank you and goodbye.Â
And once more I consider leaving Tumblr for Ao3, FictionPress, YouTube, Facebook, a very shiny calculator... Anything is more fun than this website these days.
Rosita Writes Poetry: Â Writing Is Hard - The Poem
The intrepid writer tromps ever onward Rifle clutched in hand. The fearsome beast called Writer’s Block Writhes and rolls in the sand. Then suddenly, it lifts its head And narrows glinting eyes Toward the approaching writer Who in the bushes lies. The writer aims the rifle straight And fires a creative blast But the Writer’s Block pounces! It tramples! It trounces! Poor writer’s inspiration has passed.Â
I only like love triangles that are going to end in OT3s.Â
I've begun to find my antagonist more interesting than my protagonist and this is a problem.
Rosita Writes Poetry: Limericks For The Late Night Poet
I said I was going to write a poem. I decided to work on it all night long. I woke with a start... Took a look at my art... Did I spell everything wrong?!
When it comes to roleplay, I love AUs. They're absolutely gold.
Rosita Writes Poetry: Poems for the Missed
Roses are a ruby red And they always call violets blue, But much to my dismay I cannot send either to you. They’d whimper and wilt in the summer heat, Their petals going dry. They’d wither into nothing Along their torturous, tortuous ride. So, darling, I won’t send you any Roses of ruby red I’ll send to you my rhyming words And rhythmic lines instead.
I’m trying to write a story but spellcheck keeps trying to correct “the bad room” to “the bedroom.” Calm down, Spellcheck. I meant to write that.Â
I was using an online grammar checker to find errors in my short story (since OneDrive’s spell-checker is a butt) and it felt the need to alert me that my document “contains at least four curse words.” ...Yes, online grammar checker. That sometimes happens when you write fiction. That especially happens when you write dialog between two very angry teenagers.
Well yesterday I had to Google “Does dried blood rub off on things?” Writing fiction is an...interesting hobby.
Rosita Writes Poetry: And Other Things You Really Shouldn’t Do
Let’s take a train to Willoughby~! It’ll be just you and me~! We’ll walk and waltz So light and free Along the streets Of Willoughby. Let’s go there. We’ll take a train Through crooning wind And tapping rain And then we’ll leap Just you and me We’ll leap right in To Willoughby.
[I was thinking about The Twilight Zone today.]
Do you ever lurk on someone’s blog so much you forget to hit the follow button?Â
Rosita Writes Poetry: And Now An Example
Writer’s block! It strikes again! It never warns you Where or when Writer’s block! With author collides! There’s nowhere to run! Nowhere to hide! Writer’s block! It swoops to attack! Leaving you without words! Without... ..... ...
My writing professor used a picture from BBC’s Sherlock in her powerpoint on detective fiction. She calls Sherlock’s actor Benjamin Cumberbun.