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writers, instead of asking ai for help, you can always use your childhood trauma and repressed issues to help you with that fic
Internal Monologue on Smiling
And then you smiled and, for a moment, I would have done anything to never see that expression fade.
I couldn‘t help the smile forming on my face when I realized you had been watching me the entire time.
It was an entirely inappropriate moment, but the smile had formed without me even noticing.
Only when my ribs began to ache, I managed to still my laughter and tame it into a wide grin instead.
No matter how hard I tried to act unaffected, I knew my lips were in the process of betraying me.
I smiled at you, and you smiled back at me, and suddenly this entire thing didn’t feel as daunting as it did before.
Even as my face began to ache, it was impossible for me to drop the smile.
[Prompt Calender: May 31st, National Smile Day]
Enemies/Friends to Lovers & more Masterpost
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Maybe I am a soulmate seeker,
I seek the one that'll love me
for who I am,
Not who I pretend to.
-By smmerluver-
Day by day,
I'm slowly forgetting your face,
And I know it's for the best.
May we never meet again.
Be happy,
Without me.
-By smmerluver-
Loving you was the best,
But it was also the worst.
Knowing that you'll love someone, but not me.
Please, let me forget you.
Let me forget what we could had,
Let me let you go.
-By smmerluver-
If I waited for perfection, I'd never write a word. - Margaret Atwood
Amnesia Prompts!!
☆ "You keep looking at me like I should remember you. I'm sorry. I'm trying."
☆ "They told me who I was. I don't recognize that person at all."
☆ "You loved someone who wore my face. I don't know if I can be them again."
☆ "Don't tell me everything at once. Let me find some of it myself."
☆ "I know I'm supposed to feel something when I look at you. I'm waiting for it."
☆ "You're a stranger to me. The saddest part is I can tell I wasn't to you."
☆ "My hands remember things my mind doesn't. That terrifies me."
☆ "Everyone keeps telling me who I was. Nobody is asking who I want to be."
☆ "I fell in love with you twice. Once before and once just now."
☆ "You kept everything. Every photo every letter. What do I do with that kind of love?"
☆ "I don't remember our history but I remember how you make me feel. Is that enough?"
☆ "Don't grieve me while I'm still standing here. I can't bear that."
☆ "I lost my past but I still have a future. I'm trying to focus on that."
☆ "You're the only thing that feels familiar and I can't explain why."
☆ "I know I loved you. I can feel the shape of it even if I've lost the details."
And for every path I choose,
Doubt comes to mind.
After all, my dream is to become a bird, Who flaps its wings to go back to the sunset it once lived.
-By smmerluver-
I realised that life is just a phase.
People tell we should study, work hard, get education, have talent to survive.
But no one tells that what we need most is our inner self.
Without it, what is the point of all the talent and education?
Maybe surviving is not the hardest part.
Maybe understanding ourselves is.
Tips from my creative writing course: Write specific, not general.
Vague writing makes readers feel nothing. Specific writing makes them see, hear, and care.
Instead of:
She was very tired.
Write:
Her eyes burned, and she reread the same sentence three times without understanding it.
Instead of:
It was a nice day.
Write:
The air smelled like cut grass, and sunlight flickered through the leaves onto the sidewalk.
Specifics create mental images.
They make abstract emotions tangible.
They build credibility, you sound like you actually experienced what you're describing.
Replace general adjectives like good, bad, big, nice, with concrete details.
Add sensory information (sight, sound, smell, texture).
Show what’s happening instead of explaining it.
No matter how strong I look,
How courageous I can be,
I am still a coward.
I am scared.
-By smmerluver-
And if a woman wept her tears,
All her feelings suppressed,
The sky cries for her
-By smmerluver-
Tips for Writing Trauma!
i love you all and i need you to stop writing trauma as a single breakdown scene in the rain after which the character is Healed and Ready to Love Again. that is NOT trauma :(
⊹ Trauma doesn't announce itself. it shows up as your character suddenly not being able to eat a specific food, or going very quiet in a loud room, or laughing at the wrong moment because their nervous system decided that was the appropriate response. it's mundane and weird and it makes no sense from the outside. the dramatic flashback sequence is the least realistic part. the most realistic part is your character suddenly needing to leave a grocery store for a reason they can't articulate.
⊹ The body keeps score and it keeps it in the strangest places. a particular smell. the quality of light at a certain time of day. a tone of voice that sounds like someone who hurt them. your traumatised character doesn't think "this reminds me of the bad thing." their heart rate spikes and they don't know why. they feel wrong and they can't locate the feeling. they're irritable for three days and only later, if ever, do they make the connection. write the disconnection. it's more honest.
⊹ trauma also does not make people universally sympathetic and wise. it makes some people controlling. some people funny at inappropriate times. some people very good in a crisis and completely unable to handle a normal day. some people are generously kind to strangers and absolutely terrible to people they love. trauma shapes behaviour in contradictory, inconvenient ways that don't resolve into a lesson. your traumatised character can be difficult to like. that's not a flaw in the writing. that's the WRITING.
⊹ Healing is not linear and it is not a destination. your character does not get better and stay better. they have a good month and then something small undoes two years of progress and they have to start again with slightly more tools than before. that's the actual shape of it. the spiral, not the arc. the scene where they finally open up and cry is not the end. it might not even be progress. sometimes it just means they were tired that night.
My beloved,
Stars are like you.
Full of hope and love,
Just like how you saved me,
Of where I thought I'd lose it all,
You appeared as my savior.
-By smmerluver-
The worst part about writing is that sometimes you actually have to write.
The best part about writing is also that sometimes you have to write.
I will not elaborate further.
Funny, isn't?
No matter how much we loved one another,
We never truly got to be happy.
To promise our eternal vows with our souls.
But maybe, we'll do so in this life.
-By smmerluver-