the fourth decade 😮

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One Nice Bug Per Day
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
we're not kids anymore.
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@queercatmermaid
the fourth decade 😮
I did it! Sort of! I at least didn't delete/log out forever. I haven't updated the bio in 3 years apparently, but I kept the blog for 10 years.
This used to be called the third decade - I was really interested in whether I could document my life in one place for my entire twenties.
I didn't really, but it was so valuable to have this space when I did. I learned a lot, good, bad, and neutral. I definitely had to sort out which was which later, sometimes.
I got to share openly for the first time.
My 20s were rough. But I made it to 30, which I wasn't sure I woild. So now I believe it can make it a lot further.
The fourth decade is really looking up. I wish me at 20 could see me now. I think sometimes, they can.
By the time I reach my 30s I will be living like an absolute goddess in a state of pure bliss and luxury.
Almost 30 and truly getting there.
a previous version of yourself would thank you a million times over for getting you to your current self
Gotta post here at least once a year to meet my 20-30 goal. 9 more months 😂
asklfjals;kfh the producers of will and grace were really out there straightbaiting in 1998
“It’s unfortunate that there are only really three options for naming relationships you have outside your family: sex, romance, friendship. Neither of those words captures the complete spectrum of relationships. I resent the way that friendship is commonly fobbed off as ‘just’ something, as inexorably of less value than a ‘proper’ (romantic-sexual) relationship. I want to reclaim friendship as valuable, but I feel like I need to differentiate between what I feel for my close friends and what I feel for J because society just doesn’t see friendship as special enough. And that’s a frustrating task, because there’s just no decent vocabulary to express those feelings, and too often they end up forming some sort of hierarchy of relationships that I don’t ever want to force on anyone else.”
— A confession and an announcement « A life unexamined (via ace-muslim)
You know those things you think you can't write because they're an emotion not a plot?
Try oneshots!
Oneshots are great because they can be just a single scene or moment. They allow you to write that one conversation you want to write without needing to create a whole story around it.
You wish you could just write about that character getting a damn hug for once? Do it! Who needs a huge context? Just put it out there!
Oneshots, people! Write them read them. Love them. They're awesome.
May I also suggest for consideration, the drabble?
100 words. Just enough for that trivial exchange you can't get out of your head. Or a sucker punch of an emotional moment. All with a handy word limit to give it a 'writers challenge' credential.
And if you need a little extra, a double drabble!
And if you're looking to explore a character or a relationship in more than 100 words but still without having to have plot, may I suggest my favorite form, the 10x100? Ten separate drabbles of 100 words each, all little windows into a life or a pairing or a place or whatever tf you want. I use them to figure out who characters are and how they've changed over time. Has the bonus of feeling artistic and moody and meaningful even though you just slapped ten disjointed thoughts together and called it a day.
I’ll also add, since some people may think “But do readers want to read that?”
Yes. I want to read that.
Sometimes I want to read fic but my fave stories haven’t updated recently and I am not mentally ready to commit to a new, long story. Short fics like these are perfect for those moments. They scratch the itch I have for fic without becoming a big time commitment, or the dread that the story I’m loving may never be finished. They’re the perfect, say, lunchbreak read. I love oneshots for this reason. Write them, people will read them.
Also, one of my favorite things about fanfic as a genre?
Emotion is a plot.
I discovered this and haven't ever looked back.
Fanfic is a character-drivem genre, rather than a traditional plot driven genre. We come for the characters, for thier emotions, for thier interactions with each other. That is the plot.
Don't sell yourself short, as I used to, by saying you don't have a plot because all you have are emotions. Emotions can and do spiral into complex stories.
.......take a look at my stupid high word count based solely on comfort the sad boi he is hurt
(Pls note: I fully support all of the above advice. This is just an extra idea that actually got me into writing)
Just...so I have said something this year.
I don't know if anyone is actually following me who I know anymore.
I made this with the goal of using it til I turn 30. One more year. I've used it at least a little this whole decade. Even if I haven't hung out here in a long time.
For me I have to check in. I'm doing well, if you're someone who hasn't kept touch but cares. I'm doing so much better.
You know what's wild?
Your body- like, the one you're existing as? Your mind prison?- it's not a wholly independant entity. It's an ecosystem. You're a bog that's self-aware
Imagine if a swamp could telepathically communicate a desire for Chicago style deep dish and then just. Have it
No wonder my stomach hates me, the fish are confused as fuck
The barest effort to keep this blog alive
Desert Hearts (1985), dir. Donna Deitch.
I’ve been watching Good Omens for ’ll of about ten minutes and I have to say, I do like the poetry between hell’s most angelic demon and heaven’s most demonic angel coexisting
Through watching the rest of the show I went from “worst demon and worst angel- a demon that is too kind and an angel that is too hedonistic”, to “best demon and best angel- a demon so rebellious he can’t even cooperate with the rebellion and an angel so angelic he was ordered to love humanity and now refuses to stop”, and having finished, now, I’ve found myself resting on “two beings who are in fact very very human and love each other very much”