me being insecure about my writing for a very strange reason:
whenever I read something I feel as though I've managed to copy it, even if it's the first time I read it, and the stuff I've written has actually existed for months or even years before the book was published.
for example, I've just read the cruel prince and I'm 3/4 of the way through the wicked king. and I was listening to my playlist that i made for Greywolf as I was reading. and I was like, oh man this song would be good for this book. oh man this song too. boy and this song is gr9 for Jude. until I'm left with the realization that the reason why all the songs work is because Greywolf is pretty much Jude. stolen from her family as a child to be raised by fae, now grown up and cold-hearted and distant and a killer, serving the king of faerie and I'm just.....
we're done! throw out Sage and Greywolf, it's all going in the garbage!! someone just let holly black know right now so she can sue me preemptively so I don't even have a chance of publishing this plagarized pile of piss!!











