"Scientists and artists are the world's noticers. Their job is simply to notice what other people cannot."
Frank Oppenheimer
#phm#ryland grace#rocky the eridian#project hail mary spoilers





seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from Russia
seen from Türkiye
seen from Switzerland
seen from Netherlands

seen from Malaysia
seen from Spain
seen from China
seen from Sweden

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United Kingdom

seen from China

seen from Netherlands

seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Singapore

seen from United Kingdom

seen from United Kingdom
seen from Germany
"Scientists and artists are the world's noticers. Their job is simply to notice what other people cannot."
Frank Oppenheimer
Quiero arrancar las palabras encerradas en mi pecho, aquellas letras caóticas que nunca pude darles un sentido. Quisiera que lleguen a ti y que les dieras un significado.
Norxaki
En el silencio
me escucho
y me digo
que hacer
desde el futuro.
i just read a comment on tiktok where someone said that, as karnak stated they would sing about what they dreamed to be, wtwn is just ocean saying that she *wants* to become better than everyone else but internally knows she's not and i literally just went thousand yard gaze oh my god.
The greatest illusion
No es difícil volver a empezar. Lo difícil es hoy.
Hoy que estoy raro, cansado de repensar todo.
De esperar validación, vistas, el cuerpo perfecto, los besos correctos.
El ego… qué agotador.
Es como un novio pegado a vos 24/7 sin responsabilidad afectiva.
Y encima no hay forma de dejarlo en casa.
A veces pienso si mi vida adulta es igual a la de otros.
50% querer encajar, 50% odiar a todo el mundo.
Maybe this is all a dream.
Y cuando despierte… capaz todo es perfecto.
O por lo menos más simple que hoy.
A bit of a personal post, but I’ve been thinking a lot about writing lately. It’s no secret I’ve been struggling with words and putting out fics. A lot of it boils down to wanting to be a good writer and storyteller, while recognizing I still have a long way to go. I treat every work I start as a learning experience, trying to hone my writing voice and style. But of course, I’m plagued by doubts and insecurities every step of the way.
I know it’s because I think too much about what others will think of it:
Will they like it? Is this something people will enjoy? Maybe I should make it more descriptive. Maybe I should include more dialogue. Do I lean into the crack or do I go for something serious? Let’s do popular tropes so people read it.
By the end of it, I often end up hating the fic or completely losing the essence of what I wanted to do in the first place. As well as thinking, I’m actually getting worse at writing.
And then of course, we have the kudos and comments. I actually try to not look into statistics too much but I do relate the amount of kudos or comments to the value of my fic. Low engagement must mean my writing sucks. Right?
I know how dumb that sounds.
So what’s the point of this post. I don’t know. Just to say I’ve been writing more for myself these past couple of days and have actually found joy and excitement in it again. Maybe my fics will be more about what I like to read and what I enjoy. And just hope that they’ll find their readers somewhere out there. In the meantime, I’ll have fun with it.
I am afraid that if I open myself again, I will not be able to stop pouring, is that called erosion? I must be cold, otherwise I will not survive another one ;