mn harper

ask me smth!!

[aquilacalvitium]

Write it badly or it'll never be written

Write it badly or it'll never be written

Write it badly or it'll never be written

Write it badly or it'll never be written

Write it badly or it'll never be written

[aquilacalvitium]

Please keep interacting with this post because when I come to tumblr to procrastinate, this shows up again in my notifications and guilts me into writing again

[picklemafia]

Since you’re always coming up with cool prompts and all, here’s a little one for you:

Not to sound like a nosy anon but, what’s your biggest inspiration when you write? Spill the tea 🍵✍️ And tag a few folks to answer too”

Great question! Really just little pieces of my life in general. Usually people I've met and the experiences we've had. I've had a very interesting life so it's the easiest thing for me to write about. So many different ways I could word the stories, so to speak. And so many different stories. I have bits of my life I've never touched in my writing, though I would like to change that.

@moonknightmaiden @noxnightingales @peepeepoopoo3d @butwhyareyoureyessosad @nyx-tenberis @faemaril @behindstonewalls

[nyx-tenberis]

^^ Thanks for the tag @picklemafia..

So.. what inspires me?✨

All of my works are inspired from my own life experiences, what I have seen, felt and observed.. but I try my best to dress them up in a way that anyone reading could see a part of themselves in it.. ^~^

Now you guys..

@wrentalks , @lucilleambrose , @faemaril , @knight-qoheleth , @knownunderthemoon, @aheartbroken14yo, @amaramyaccount, @stfuandreaa ..

[aheartbroken15yo]

Thanks for the tagg @nyx-tenberis <33

What inspires me and my stuff? Well, it definitely depends on what I'm going through at the moment, if I'm creating something personal. Other than that? I create them based on the stories that I'm reading, or scenarios im imagining ^^

Your turn 🛞

@otimaybe @moonmurmurs123

[otimaybe]

ouu exiting question tnx for tagging me

I mostly write when I’m upset which is why most of my stuff is so sad even after I’ve edited it. I also get really inspired by the one-word-prompts from @picklemafia and yk I can actually post those without worrying people haha:)

Im fairly new to writing though so I’m exited to figure out my style

hbu? @nevernotphased @mn-harper

[mn-harper]

omg @otimaybe thank you for the tag!!

I would definitely say a combo of a lot of these answers! I've been writing for over 8 years and over that time I've come to draw inspiration from a wide variety of things–from a book I read or something I'm going through to the color of a leaf I found on the side of the road.

And in that same vein I wouldn't say there's one primary source of inspiration, but rather they all work in tandem. I used to run writing workshops and I will say that was an amazing resource not only for inspiration but to work with others and be more motivated/enriched by the act of writing overall –I miss it a lot!!

inviting @catfayssoux @faggotrevolution @roreadsrandomly to answer this question 🥰

-harper

[mn-harper]

Not a poem today but,

God I miss the way I used to write.

Caffeine-fueled frenzies of passion and fingertips darting across my keyboard or a pen in a notebook. Not only at 3:00 A.M. (though that was certainly the case a number of times) but all hours of the day. When I would fill pages upon pages of words.

I wrote when I was on breaks at work or in between taking orders and putting fries in the bag–scribbled in my pocket notepad or on a stray napkin.

I wrote when I couldn't sleep or focus in school. I wrote all the time.

I miss being so full of the drive to create!

-harper

[criticaloser]

heyyyy so since duolingo is replacing all its staff with ai nows a good time to get a library card and use the Mango app to learn languages :) it actually helps learn them too instead of just being a little game that rewards you for using it every day without teaching you anything :)

[mn-harper]

you have a criminally low amount of notes on ur posts. do you put ur writing somewhere else too? it’s very very good

hello dear,

First, thank you very much for your praise! I really appreciate the encouragement just as I do any notes my posts get. I do not post poetry anywhere else but I am trying to be more active on Tumblr.

Thank you again,

-harper

[mn-harper]

rage-

i am an

evil, awful, angry

person.

my rage sits in my chest,

and follows my fingertips' wake.

stockpiled and stuffed away,

set aside for a rainy day.

as if every morning,

i get closer to

inevitably imploding.

i am an

evil, awful, angry

person.

but—

i am deserving,

of time and of space,

of patience and of grace,

because i am human.

i am an

evil, awful, angry

person.

but aren't we all?

we say, "let he

who is without sin,

cast the first stone."

but spend our days coveting pebbles.

-harper

[mn-harper]

There's a ringing in my ears and it's been here for days-

I feel hollow but whole and dense and heavy, Dragging through each step, Limbs suspended like sandbags There’s a tingling just under my skin My eyes skip around the world in a slow spin, Making my vision flutter and fade away

-harper

[mn-harper]

You've been staring-

pensively at your soup for nearly thirty minutes. But then she walked in and you dropped your spoon with a light clatter that left splatters all over the table. She pulled her chair and pulled you in. Into a frenzy of words, a clumsy apology Sorry, I never texted you. But you smiled and laughed. She's so pretty.

-harper

[mn-harper]

I didn't mean to, but

I smoked that night and saw you under the stars. I held your hand each time I took a hit, your fingers taking the place of cold plastic and glass. The smoke I greedily inhaled hit me square in the chest the way that first smile did, and I choked just as I did on those first few words, when doors opened to a November night and voices reached across space so small yet substantial.  -harper

[mn-harper]

you look at me like I hung the moon,

"I love you," The words hung between us; they took my breath away, and made me feel sick. I pretended not to hear you. I didn't know what to say, but I knew I couldn't say it back; I'm a coward. -harper

[mn-harper]

I want them to be my hands,

those that fret and flow across keyboards and dog-eared pages, leaving only frail words in your homage. I want to be the mountains you call home, the sun that peeks over them each morning and falls behind them each night. I want to be the stars that glitter across a smoky-mountain sky. I want to be every beautiful thing you ever see, every gasp and breathless moment, saving time with shaking hands. I want to be the way you long to see it all again for the first time. I want to be a figment of your idealization, a daydream conquered and locked away.

-harper

[mn-harper]

you use sugar cookie shampoo,

I can smell it when you flip your hair in that casual not-flirty way. you offered me honey-oatmeal lotion when my hands were dry. my heart fluttered in my chest when your fingers brushed mine in the lone hours of the night, when I think about cookies, cakes, and cinnamon. I ask myself what your chap-stick tastes like.

-harper

[mn-harper]

Omg hi mootie

hello angel <3

it's that type of evening where the sky sits back and watches us all go about our lives.

how are you?

-harper