When the writing is flowing and I'm vibing then a plot hole hits out of nowhere
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Jules of Nature
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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todays bird
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DEAR READER
KIROKAZE
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When the writing is flowing and I'm vibing then a plot hole hits out of nowhere
i saw this somewhere else but reply / tag what you did today so everyone can see that we all did something different today
ask game!
making an ask game purely out of boredom
if you had to dye your hair, what colour would you pick?
in an emergency, who would you call?
favourite scent and why?
who is a role model in your life, real or fictional?
three people you wish you could meet?
would you rather be permanently moving/on the road, or live in the same place for your whole life?
describe a dream you had recently
favourite accessory you own?
how would you survive an apocalypse or at least attempt to?
dream pet?
song you listened to in childhood?
how do you show affection (this can be platonic or romantic)?
favourite film?
piece of media that left a lasting impact on you?
any “paranormal” or unexplainable experiences?
favourite type of chocolate?
drink of choice?
a compliment you’ve received?
best gift you’ve gotten?
dream car?
describe a nightmare you’ve had?
favourite time of day/night?
a hobby you tried but didn’t stick with?
movie or tv show you want to watch?
dream room?
share one outlook you have on life?
a favourite lyric?
favourite way to spend time alone?
share an adventure you went on?
what are your opinions on the person asking?
why be normal and nonchalant about things. I’d rather rave books full of sticky tabs and post it annotations with my thoughts on it and favorite quotes, I can put on perfume to smell nice before bed and sleep better, I can open up without the fear of being vulnerable, I can put red lipstick on just because, I can obsess over media people think is silly, but I don’t wanna waste any more of my life worrying about what others think of me and wondering if they find me cringe. because being content and fulfilled and free matters way more that wearing a façade for the rest of my one wild and silly life
On this day in 1953, novelist Shirley Jackson replied to a disappointed reader.
In elementary school, my best friend and I had this game we would play where we were school supplies living inside a child's desk and going on slice-of-life adventures inside it. And I remember that a key component of our school supply society was a sort of religious schism that existed around the purpose and nature of the giant hand that occasionally reached in to grab different citizens, use them, and then return them, because most school supplies considered this an auspicious and enviable moment of being selected for a greater purpose and allowed a glimpse of a vast truth, but pencils considered it a horrible portent of doom because they always got sharpened during it and came back smaller and closer to death. We were third graders btw.
reblog to throw tomatoes at people who harass/shame others over fiction.
also reblog to give fanfic writers the love and courage to write whatever they want—however they want—forever.
it is a truth universally acknowledged that having fun isn't hard when you've got a library card
Brain fog is not an adequate descriptor, actually. Fog can be kinda nice and beautiful and ethereal and refreshing. The thing we’re describing is more like a brain BOG; everything moves slow like you’re wading through water, it’s clunky and heavy and you keep getting stuck in the mud. It’s uncomfortable and inconvenient and everything takes so much effort. You lost a shoe, probably.
sidewalk art I walked by today. there is love out there.
i can trust my heart to lead me back to myself. there is no such thing as too lost or too far or too late
Reminder to self: A file folder of outlines and character notes and half-written scenes is the equivalent of an artist’s sketchbook and holds just as much value to the creative process.
If a framed canvas isn’t the only worthwhile expression of visual art, then a fully edited and polished piece of significant length is not the only worthwhile expression of writing.
Valdemar Schønheyder Møller
never met a sentence i couldn't make incredibly long
And now it must be said, as many numerous things often must be, in great volume and variance breaching topics that are near enough to innumerable and certainly beyond the measure of counting, that just as anyone lucky enough to find themselves in posession of thoughts miraculously appearing in their waking mind fully-formed upon conception, both clear and concise, blessed as they are with a mastery of their language sufficient to express oneself with brevity, it is so that with equal frequency I find that I am cursed with a wholly opposing nature: to take that which is brief and succinct, simple and straightforward, and somehow find it within myself instinctive to stretch those very same thoughts and words so remarkably thin across the page that the length of any given sentence may very well rival that of a modest novel, taking any poor and pitiable reader several deep breaths to recite out loud- or, perhaps in the case of one equally blessed to be of great, strong lungs and a determined air- merely the rather long and arduous effort of enduring it.
one genre of fanfiction that seems to have mostly disappeared since i became an adult is shenanigans-type fics. like not exactly crack but just "the gang goes to 7-11" type, extremely low-stakes plot stories. the beach episodes of fanfiction. i just feel like i don't see those around so much anymore. whered they go. i miss them :(
If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; if I can ease one life the aching, or cool one pain, or help one fainting robin unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.
Emily Dickinson, The Selected Poems