Just a thought. Sometimes when you're absorbed in creating character quirks and plot twists and angst and nsfw its easy to forget where the storyline ends and reality begins. BUT WHERE WOULD READERS BE IF WRITERS DIDN'T LOSE THEMSELVES IN THE WORDS FOR US?? The thing is, every once in a while the writer weave pieces of their real world into the story and then pieces of the storyline are bleeding into the writers life. You think this can't happen? You think this isn't more common than realized. Words have power. Speaking things into existence is an age old, beginning of time type art form. Now that every Tom Dick and Harry has a platform to magnify their words and intentions.... well. It's fucking hell and the majority of humans don't even register ANY OF THIS. This next tale I'm going to work on touches on careless writers unleashing some of the darkest energies from the mind of unstable unhappy divorcee writers, mental illness hiding writer just trying to fit in and be normal, the casual editor who can't help but *tweak* the words out of spite. All appears normal at the corporation behind the majority of where everyone gets information from - BOOBLE. All of its sub programs and feeds and apps.... I'll intent and rage filled murder, rape, Self harm people are coming loose too quick to contain it.
