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[anditslove]

Iain Thomas, The Light That Shines When Things End

[officialiwrotethisforyou]

United Arab Emirates 🇦🇪! I’ll be talking about Poetry’s View Of The Future at the Sharjah International Book Fair on Thursday 07/11/2019, 18:00 – 19:00 - this is the only thing I’ve got confirmed so if you miss it, I can’t guarantee I’ll get to see you I’m afraid, so bring yourself and bring your friends. #sibf #sharjah #dubai #iainsthomas #iainthomas #everywordyoucannotsay #iwrotethisforyou #iwtfy #poetry #poetrycommunity #quotes #howtobehappy #advice #writing #creativity #mentalhealth https://www.instagram.com/p/B4Mbb6bh-cf/?igshid=13yzbojnmhfyr

[jezunya]

A bit from a Good Omens oneshot I'm working on, for Six Sentence Sunday:

Aziraphale glances up at him, and the small smile spreading across his features makes Crowley wonder if the angel hears the same promise there as he does: tomorrow, not I'll see you when I see you, not in a few months, a few years, a few decades, not 'Oh well I've got this assignment so I really don't know if—' Tomorrow.

Crowley would, of course, stay right here, forever, if he could, but there's also something delicious about this thing he's been doing more and more since the not-pocalypse: going away for a bit just because he knows he can come back again, a little bit of denying himself just for the sharp, sweet anticipation of seeing Aziraphale again in what really amounts to just a few hours in the grand scheme of things. He's spent the last six thousand fucking years stealing whatever little snatches of time he can with the angel, and spent half that time worrying that Above and Below could see right through their little arrangement, right through to what Crowley really desires in a heart that's supposed to be so blackened as to be beyond such things. Or worrying that one of them is going to be abruptly sent halfway around the globe, that it'll be years and years until he can come up with a good excuse to run into Aziraphale again.

Now, he can say tomorrow and mean it.

[sanguineeyes]

Growing collection. Ordering The Crown Ain’t Worth Much & They Can’t Kill Us Until They Kill Us next, but always open to new suggestions!

[writesoftlytay]

Rough sketch of boredom.

  Words taken from @officialiwrotethisforyou's "The Despair Left Behind" 

  Give yourself the space to be sad.

Give yourself the chance to grieve.

Descend safely, and let go of all that you don't need.

Feel only what you need to feel.

This doesn't need to hurt more than it already does.

[ipgbook]

These incredible #poets speaking about how they create their art and their experience getting published is everything. 🖤 . . #bookexpo #bookexpo2018 #bookcon #bookcon2018 #sneakpeek #instapoetry #bookstagram #poetry #writersofinstagram #instapoet #tristamateer #iwrotethisforyou #iwtfy #amandalovelace #theprincesssavesherselfinthisone #cyrusparker #kyrobinson #iainsthomas #poetsofinstagram #poemsofinstagram #tumblrpoetry #readpoetry (at Jacob K. Javits Convention Center)

[hamsamazen]

This is one of the very best books out there. The writings feel so personal, as if the writer was speaking to you and only you, as if he knew everything that’s going on in your mind, as if he knew how you feel. I wrote this for you is a short book, yet the words it delivers expand beyond the pages. The messages are so real and hopeful. This book is written for you and only you by someone who dares to show you how much you matter, and that there’s someone out there who cares about your existence and that life has meaning. I highly recommend this book.

[shelovesitxo]

Dear Future You, Hold on. Please. Love, Me. Dear Current You, I’m holding on. But it hurts. Love, Me. Dear Past You, I held on. Thank you. Love, Me. -pleasefindthis, I Wrote This For You

Iain S. Thomas