prewriting an essay for class on female rage and I just wrote "Men can be angry and slap themselves on the wrist later. When women are angry, men still do the slapping." and god I need to go take a walk
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prewriting an essay for class on female rage and I just wrote "Men can be angry and slap themselves on the wrist later. When women are angry, men still do the slapping." and god I need to go take a walk
iโve just entered my final semester of undergrad and in my advanced writing workshop my prof explained, to me, what can really separate good writing from great writing; he outlined for us cohesion, which most writers in any level of academia become accustomed to, but he added something else.
he told us that along with cohesion we must learn compression, which basically amounts to packing as much interpretive meaning into a single sentence, having one sentence have multiple functions, and overall being unique and memorable as a result.
i guess this concept is new to me but has probably been reiterated in different ways by different people, but this explanation really stuck out to me and iโm looking forward to implementing it more in my writing going forward :-)
Goodbye Austen girl summer, hello Brontรซ girl fall
I love how chaotic the romantic literary circle was.
A woman who's rumoured to have lost her virginity on her mother's grave.
Her husband who loved sailing but refused to learn how to swim and eventually died because of it.
And their best friend who's a manwhore.
Mr Darcy and Lizzie ๐ซ
Hello Mr. Gaiman! Before anything else please give me a moment to fangirl over the fact that you could be reading this right now (laskhflkjwehskjfhw). Anyway I'd just like to ask: do you ever procrastinate? This isn't meant to put you in a bad light or anything, I just kind of want to know, how do you deal with it, if you -do- actually procrastinate? Do you have any advice for us procrastinators? Thanks for answering, Mr. Gaiman, and if you can't thanks all the same. Keep up the wonderful work!โบ
Of course. I am human, and I have a Twitter account and a Tumblr account, and frankly, there is nothing Lisa Simpson does in the โBook Job" episode of the Simpsons I was in to avoid writing that I havenโt done too.
How I dealt with it over the years:
1) If I did not write it then it would not be written and I would not be paid for it and my family would not eat. This was a huge motivator for the first half of my career.
2) Iโd quite like it to exist. There are people waiting for it who want to read it. Sometimes Iโve come up with some kind of an incentive program, in which I am (for example) allowed to go for a walk when I have written. Or someone I like will do something nice for me if I made my word count.
3) Step away from the Internet. Turn it off, or go somewhere it doesnโt exist, or write with paper and a pen, or do whatever you need to to place yourself in a world in which YOU ARE ALLOWED TO WRITE OR NOT DO ANYTHING AT ALL, JUST STARE OUT OF THE WINDOW.
Staring out of the window gets boring after a while, and it is more interesting to write.
Dear mr. Gaiman,
I am an aspiring author who very much enjoys reading your books, so first of all, thank you for your great works :)
(my favourite book is probably Good Omens, but maybe just because it was my first one, and because I also adore Terry Pratchett a lot)
secondly, while I enjoy writing, I very much have a problem with describing things. most of my chapters are just internal monologues with barely any context to the setting, and I want to change that. Every time I try to describe surroundings or rooms, it feels like I just poorly described a room and filled with a thesaurus' worth of negative adjectives (I enjoy writing angsty things)
Do you have any tips for me, or by extension anyone else who is trying to get better at writing?
thanks a lot :3
Sometimes it's best to describe places as if you are telling a friend on a postcard or in a text about the place you stayed last night and you don't have much room to explain. So you hit the high points or the one most important thing. "The kitchen wallpaper had probably once been cream coloured but appeared to have had food thrown at it, had never been entirely cleaned off, and now was mostly a rancid collection of browns." "The lounge was dominated by a large grey sofa, composed of four unattached modular blocks, which meant that when people sat on it they would rapidly find themselves drifting away from each other across the polished wooden floor." "The bedroom was small and airless and the furniture that had been abandoned there was old and unloved." Or whatever.
Hello Mr gaiman. How old were you when you started writing stories ? I'm 14 and I try and try but they are all awful. I always give up in the middle and I can never finish what I wanted to write.
I know. I found a pile of papers of mine from my teen years and into my early twenties recently, and there were so many stories begun, so many first pages of novels never written. Iโd start them, and then Iโd give up because they werenโt as brilliant as Ursula K Le Guin, or Roger Zelazny, or Samuel R Delany, and anyway I wasnโt actually sure what happened next.
I was around 22 when I started finishing things. They werenโt actually very good, and they all sounded like other people, but the finishing was the important bit. I kept going. A dozen stories and a book, and then I sold one (it wasnโt very good, and I had to cut it from 8,000 words to 4,000 to sell it, but I sold it). I probably wrote another half-dozen stories over the next year, and sold three. But now they were starting to sound like me.ย
Think of it this way: if you wanted to become a juggler, or a painter, you wouldnโt start jugggling, drop something and give up because you couldnโt juggle broken bottles like Penn Jillette, or start a few paintings then give up because the thing in your head was better than what your hands were getting onto the paper. You carry on. You learn. You drop things. You learn about form and shape and shade and colour and how to draw hands without the fingers looking like noodles. You finish things, learn from what you got right and what you got wrong, and then you do the next thing.
And one day you realise you got good. It takes as long as it takes. So keep writing. And all you need to do right now is try to finish things.
Lots of questions coming in right now feel like this one, so I thought Iโd reblog my answer to it, in the hope that it would help lots of youโฆ
I'm 14 and I dream of becoming a writer, do you have any advice on what I can do for now so that when I 'grow up' I can achieve my dream?
First of all, you need to read. Read everything you can lay your hands on. Read theย โclassicsโ in whatever areas of writing you want to work in, so you know what the high points are. Read outside your areas of comfort, so you know what else is out there. Read.
Second, try things out. Enjoy yourself. If you find a writer you like, write like them. And then sound like something else. Write anything. Donโt worry about it being good or read by other people. Just play, and play a lot.ย
Third, read books on writing, use anything that seems interesting and ignore anything that you want to. When I was a boy, I remember the delight with which I found a book called THE CRAFT OF SCIENCE FICTION, edited by Reginald Bretnor with essays by a bunch of writers, although the only things Iโve used (I think) were John Brunnerโs descriptions of the different shapes of stories, and Larry Nivenโs advice to treasure your typos (which is where CORALINE came from).ย
Fourth, live as much as you can. The more things you see, the more places you go, the more lives you touch, the more you will be able to write truthfully, and the more memories you will have to make your imaginings real.
Donโt let people discourage you. (You are under no obligation to tell anyone you are going to be a writer.) You are not on anyoneโs timeline. You can get a job ย thatโs a writing job, or get a different sort of job: neither of these things matter in the long run. Just know that you are going to have to make the time to write.
Beyond that, you are on your own. And, when itโs you in front of a screen or a blank piece of paper, thatโs the way itโs always going to be.
Neil Gaimanโs 8 Rules of Writing,ย a remake of this post. Source.
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Hello Mr. Gaiman.
I've always enjoyed writing and have found it to be crucial to me living a contented life.
Recently however I went through a brutal breakup and it seems like I've lost all weight to my words. Every thought seems pretentious and unnecessary and I can't switch my inner critic off when writing the first draft no matter how hard I try.
I clearly remember all you have taught in your masterclass and your lectures on the importance of stories. But I feel helpless, almost like a rusty and redundant vessel without purpose lying around in some field where it doesn't belong. You've always been a sort of a kind wise old gandalf in my life (definitely more funny and a little bit more hauntingly amazinger) so with that being said.....
My question is: is there a cure to this or should I move on from writing altogether?
(btw I opted to major in journalism and work as a freelance journalist like you because in Gaiman we trust)
Thank you
-Saad
Why not take a break from writing whatever it is you are currently working on, and in the time you would have been writing try going for walks instead? You've just been through a brutal break up and you are still processing it. Walk every day. Get your attention out into the world rather than inward. Write sad poems about the break up nobody ever has to read if you need to. And when you feel the urge to write go back to writing again.
I have been trying to write for a while now. I have all these amazing ideas, but its really hard getting my thoughts onto paper. Thus, my ideas never really come to fruition. Do you have any advice?
Write the ideas down. If they are going to be stories, try and tell the stories you would like to read. Finish the things you start to write. Do it a lot and you will be a writer. The only way to do it is to do it.ย
Iโm just kidding. There are much easier ways of doing it. For example: On the top of a distant mountain there grows a tree with silver leaves. Once every year, at dawn on April 30th, this tree blossoms, with five flowers, and over the next hour each blossom becomes a berry, first a green berry, then black, then golden.
At the moment the five berries become golden, five white crows, who have been waiting on the mountain, and which you will have mistaken for snow, will swoop down on the tree, greedily stripping it of all its berries, and will fly off, laughing.
You must catch, with your bare hands, the smallest of the crows, and you must force it to give up the berry (the crows do not swallow the berries. They carry them far across the ocean, to an enchanterโs garden, to drop, one by one, into the mouth of his daughter, who will wake from her enchanted sleep only when a thousand such berries have been fed to her). When you have obtained the golden berry, you must place it under your tongue, and return directly to your home.
For the next week, you must speak to no-one, not even your loved ones or a highway patrol officer stopping you for speeding. Say nothing. Do not sleep. Let the berry sit beneath your tongue.
At midnight on the seventh day you must go to the highest place in your town (it is common to climb on roofs for this step) and, with the berry safely beneath your tongue, recite the whole of Fox in Socks. Do not let the berry slip from your tongue. Do not miss out any of the poem, or skip any of the bits of theย Muddle Puddle Tweetle Poodle Beetle Noodle Bottle Paddle Battle.
Then, and only then, can you swallow the berry. You must return home as quickly as you can, for you have only half an hour at most before you fall into a deep sleep.
When you wake in the morning, you will be able to get your thoughts and ideas down onto the paper, and you will be a writer.ย
Five Crows?
And dawn on 30th April?
I was told Four Magpies and a Raven, and The Last Glint of Sunset on the First Day of May (if cloudy, come back next year).
This explains a lotโฆ
"I think that if the devil does not exist, but man has created him, he has created him in his own image and likeness." "Just as he did God, then"
Fyodor Dostoyevsky (the brothers karamazov, 1880)
swollen hundred
Proto-Indo-European (the ancestor of languages like English, Spanish, German, Hindi, Irish, etc.) didnโt have a word for 1,000.
Thatโs not too surprising thoughโmost small nomadic communities in history didnโt have to count very high.
So how did early Germanic speakers talk about 1,000?
They combined teu- โto swellโ with hund โhundredโ to mean โswollen hundredโ.
That word teus-hund eventually became thousand in Modern English!
"It fills me with so much fear yet so much relief reminding myself of his words. With this moment of reassurance, he has effectively cracked open my shelled veneer of brevity and now I feel more vulnerable than I ever planned or wanted to be. I'm trying not to feel guilty for giving him so much of myself. It's sad to say that I still don't fully trust him with my heart. It's also sad to say that now I know I'll miss it when it's over."
(a small excerpt from my journal entry today that had me screaming crying and throwing up as I wrote it all out)
โ ๐ ๐๐ง๐๐ซ๐๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ฒ ๐๐
๐ญ. ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป ๐๐ผ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐๐๐ฟ๐๐ฐ๐๐๐ฟ๐ฒ. ๐ถ๐ป๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฑ๐๐ฐ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป, ๐บ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป ๐ฏ๐ผ๐ฑ๐, ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ป๐ฐ๐น๐๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป, ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ๐. ๐ฑ๐ผ ๐ก๐ข๐ง ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ด๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ผ ๐ถ๐ป๐ฐ๐น๐๐ฑ๐ฒ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ผ ๐ฝ๐๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐บ ๐ถ๐ป ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ๐บ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป + ๐ฎ๐น๐ฝ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐น ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฟ. ๐ฎ๐น๐๐ผ, ๐ถ๐ป๐ฐ๐น๐๐ฑ๐ฒ ๐ถ๐ป-๐๐ฒ๐ ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด. ๐ถ๐ป ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐ฑ๐ผ๐ปโ๐ ๐ธ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐ต๐ผ๐ ๐๐ผ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ, ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ถ๐ ๐ฎ ๐ด๐ผ๐ผ๐ฑ ๐๐ฒ๐ฏ๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ถโ๐๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ ๐ป๐ผ๐: [ ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ธ ].
๐ฎ. ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐๐ถ๐๐ต ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ/๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ผ๐ณ๐ฒ๐๐๐ผ๐ฟ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐พ๐๐ถ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐บ๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐๐๐ฝ๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ป๐ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ.
๐ฏ. ๐ฑ๐ผ๐ปโ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ ๐๐๐ฒ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฎ๐บ๐/๐บ๐ฎ๐ฝ๐/๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฟ๐๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐ฒ๐๐๐ฎ๐๐, ๐ต๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ, ๐ฑ๐ผ๐ปโ๐ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ด๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ผ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐บ (๐ฏ๐ผ๐๐ต ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐น๐ถ๐๐). ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ต๐ผ๐๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐น, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ผ๐โ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ถ๐ป๐๐ผ๐น๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ถ๐๐ต ๐ถ๐. ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐ผ๐๐ป ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฎ๐บ ๐๐ต๐ผ๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐ถ๐ป-๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐๐ต ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ.
๐ฐ. ๐ฑ๐ผ ๐ก๐ข๐ง ๐ฝ๐น๐ฎ๐ด๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐ฒ. ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ผ๐๐, ๐ฒ๐๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฎ๐น๐น๐ ๐ผ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐๐ป๐ถ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐๐ฒ. ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐น๐ถ๐ธ๐ฒ๐น๐ ๐๐ผ ๐ป๐ผ๐๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฒ, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ผ๐โ๐น๐น ๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐ถ๐ป ๐ฏ๐ถ๐ด ๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ฏ๐น๐ฒ.
๐ฑ. ๐๐ฎ๐๐ฐ๐ต ๐๐ผ๐๐๐๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ผ๐, ๐ฑ๐ผ๐ฐ๐๐บ๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฒ๐, ๐ฒ๐๐ฐ. ๐๐ผ ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐ฎ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ฐ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐๐ธ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ๐น๐๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐ฒ๐๐๐ฎ๐. ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐ธ๐ป๐ผ๐๐น๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ด๐ฒ ๐ถ๐, ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐น๐ถ๐ธ๐ฒ๐น๐ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐๐ผ ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐ป๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐น ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ๐น๐๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ฎ๐น๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ด๐๐บ๐ฒ๐ป๐๐.
๐ฒ. ๐ฑ๐ผ๐ปโ๐ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ด๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ผ ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ๐น๐๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐น๐น ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐ฒ ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐ฒ๐๐๐ฎ๐. ๐ฒ๐ ๐ฝ๐น๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ธ ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐ป๐ด; ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ป ๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐ฑ๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ธ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ผ๐๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฝ๐๐น๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฑ, ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฎ๐น๐, ๐ต๐ผ๐ ๐น๐ถ๐ธ๐ฒ๐น๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐ด๐ฒ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐น๐ถ๐๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐๐ถ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐ผ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐น๐ฑ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฒ ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฝ๐๐น๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป, ๐ต๐ผ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ถ๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐ ๐บ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฑ, ๐๐ต๐ผ ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐๐ฒ๐ป ๐ฏ๐ (๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ต ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฝ๐๐ฏ๐น๐ถ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ/๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ), ๐ฒ๐๐ฐ.
๐ณ. ๐๐๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐บ๐ถ๐ฐ ๐น๐ฎ๐ป๐ด๐๐ฎ๐ด๐ฒ. ๐ฎ๐ ๐ฎ๐ป ๐ถ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ป๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป๐ฎ๐น ๐๐๐๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ป๐ ๐บ๐๐๐ฒ๐น๐ณ (๐ฒ๐ป๐ด๐น๐ถ๐๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐บ๐ ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ฟ๐ฑ ๐น๐ฎ๐ป๐ด๐๐ฎ๐ด๐ฒ), ๐ถ ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐ต๐๐ด๐ฒ ๐ถ๐๐๐๐ฒ ๐๐ถ๐๐ต ๐๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ป๐ผ๐ป-๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐บ๐ถ๐ฐ ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฑ๐.
๐ด. ๐ฑ๐ผ๐ปโ๐ ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ป๐๐๐ฎ๐ป๐๐น๐ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ณ (๐ฎ๐ ๐ถ๐ป, ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐บ๐ฒ ๐๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ/๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฑ ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป). ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐ ๐ฎ๐บ๐ถ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ถ๐น๐น ๐ป๐ผ๐๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ถ๐น๐น ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ธ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐ฑ๐ผ๐๐ป (๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐๐).
๐ต. ๐ข๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐ผ๐ด๐น๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ต๐ผ๐น๐ฎ๐ฟ, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ผ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐บ๐ถ๐ฐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ผ ๐ด๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ๐/๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐. ๐๐ผ ๐ก๐ข๐ง ๐๐๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐น๐ผ๐ด๐ ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ช๐ถ๐ธ๐ถ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฎ.
๐ญ๐ฌ. ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐น๐๐ฒ ๐ฟ๐ฒ-๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐ฒ๐๐๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ผ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ถ๐ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐๐๐ฝ๐ผ๐ ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ผ๐ฑ๐ฑ ๐ฝ๐ต๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐. ๐๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ๐๐ถ๐บ๐ฒ๐, ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ผ๐ ๐น๐ผ๐ผ๐ธ ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐ฒ๐๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐๐ผ๐ผ ๐น๐ผ๐ป๐ด ๐ถ๐ ๐ฎ๐น๐น ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐๐ ๐๐ผ ๐น๐ผ๐ผ๐ธ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐บ๐ฒ. ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฏ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป ๐ด๐ฒ๐ ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ป๐ด, ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ต๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐ด๐ผ๐ผ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ ๐ฎ๐๐ธ ๐ฎ ๐ณ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฑ/๐ณ๐ฎ๐บ๐ถ๐น๐ ๐บ๐ฒ๐บ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ผ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ธ.
For anyone who may be living on their own for the first time, hereโs a list of things that I wish I had purchased/was glad I purchased for my apartment before I needed them:
A basic toolkit (you can get a decent one for $10 from IKEA)
A plunger (seriouslyโฆbuy one before you need one)
A first-aid kit
A drain snake (if you donโt know what this is, itโs a long, thin piece of plastic with little plastic thorns that you slide down the drain to help clear clogged drains)
A thermometer
Tape
Wet wipes
An umbrella
Rain boots
Nail clippers
Scissors
Aloe or some form of sunburn relief
Sunblock
Insect repellent
An ice pack or two
A heating pad
A travel mug
An extra pillow/blanket (not just for guestsโฆstuff happens, donโt find yourself sleeping on a bare bed because you spilled something or the dryer broke unexpectedly)
Extra chargers!! Nothing is worse than realizing your phone charger doesnโt work when you really need it to. Buy an extra and just stick it in a drawer until you need it.
Printer paper
An electric kettle
Lightbulbs
Batteries
Some type of water filter (to people like me, who have lived somewhere with good well water for most of their livesโฆjust because you CAN drink the unfiltered tap water, does not mean youโll WANT TO drink the unfiltered tap water)
Ice cube trays
A tire gauge!! You do not have to know a thing about cars to figure out a tire gauge, and EVERYONE should be able to read their tire pressure. If you struggle with using them, buy one of the electric ones. The recommended tire pressure is on the inside of your door, just unscrew the cap on the tire and press the nozzle into place. You shouldnโt hear air escaping if you want a good reading!
For anyone moving internationally, please make sure you check to see if youโll need to buy plug adapters before you move!
For anyone living alone, add-a-locks are great to make your front door more secure. Itโs a piece of metal that fits around the bolt, and then a piece of plastic-coated metal that locks into it at an angle to make it so that, even if the lock is picked, the door does not open. Make sure you get one that is the correct size for your door.
Iโll add more items as I think of them; Iโm still learning what belongs on this list myself, and I moved out four years ago. Good luck!