#make it matter

[dianadwilder]

USA Themed Coaster Pattern

These wonderful little designs are so quick and easy to make and are perfect for having around at parties or to celebrate Independence Day on the 4th of July. Just three colours of yarn and simple stitches you could also make these as gifts for friends

This wonderful design is easy to make and using the red white and blue of the star spangled flag looks lovely around the home Crochet PDF Pa

[espiritogato]

Stay sweet 🐝

[bonepoem]

The last generation's question was,

"Where were you?"

This generation's question will be,

"What did you do?"

...

We are being called to stay home or work to protect others (no matter what form that comes in, whether you are on the front lines of the medical field, delivering food, or keeping the world turning in the best way you can).

Ten years from now, when people ask how you responded to this pandemic, I hope your answer brings pride not just to yourself, but for the ones you love.

Stay home or fight for the health and safety of others. Be on the right side of this major historical event. Look back on this time someday and know that you chose to protect, to fight, to love from a distance even when it hurt. Don't put others at risk just because it "won't hurt you." It will hurt someone. Let it hurt no one with your choice to stay home.

Flatten the curve.

[stevenhewett]

Nice, France.

[alltoowellhairflip]

To anyone struggling with the decision of whether or not to be on tumblr while listening to rep for the first time... Do it justice by listening to the album the way that’s most genuine to yourself. There’s always another chance to talk to T, there’s not another chance to hear this album for the first time. We only get a handful of release nights in our lifetime. Only a handful of chances to hear, for the first time, the songs she’s put her heart, soul, tears, joy, thoughts, and life into. Absorb every melody, word, angelic vocal, and really, properly meet reputation the way it feels right in your heart. Don’t let fear of missing out affect the way you experience reputation for the only first time you’ll ever have.

[azrielsiphons]

Hey moe, I'm a fanfic writer myself. I was wondering if you have any tips on writing better? Thanks ❤️

Biggest tip I could offer anyone who wants to write (keep in mind I am literally just a fanfic writer with no ‘formal’ training), is to write for yourself! Write what you enjoy. Don’t try to imitate somebody else’s writing. Sure, read a lot, learn from other people’s works, but ultimately be intentional about it being YOUR voice. Famous authors didn’t become famous by trying to imitate the other famous guy. They wrote from their own heart and their own brain. JK Rowling probably had more than one moment where she thought she was NUTS for wanting to write such a complex story about witches and wizards at a school starting with an 11 year old kid. But she did it anyway, she wrote it because it was in her heart. Write what’s in your heart! Make it count for YOU, and that will shine through in the final product.

[spritely-elf]

sometimes i just really wanna write. i want to have creative output. i want to draw or write or wax poetic but i do not know how to if i am not consumed by emotion, not this late at night at least. i do not think i am cut out to be a writer, a poet maybe, but i am much better at reading the stories than creating them. maybe that’s why, at times like this i so desperately need to have some sort of creative flow, if i can not consume it i must put it out, and scenarios and thinking run too wild and i can not control them like i can control letters. for here, whatever sideways thought or whatever which way my brain waves go, i can just write it down. and if there is something more i hold on to it if possible and write it a little farther down. but what even is this, just babble and random thoughts. i crave the writing that i type through tears. i crave the writing that i look back upon and feel my chest tighten and throat constrict. my hunger is consuming but it is not enough to drive forward my poetry, to rip the eloquence out of me. starvation, no matter how desperate or all consuming, will never be powerful enough to make the food appear. i crave the words that make my own breath catch, that sound like dappled moonlight and night skies that stretch forever, i crave ideas and thoughts that satisfy the hunger of my soul. i don’t suppose these count