#writters

[emilywrites18]

A lot of writers think they’re not good enough because their words don’t come out perfectly the first time.

But writing was never meant to start polished. It begins messy, uncertain, and sometimes frustrating, that’s part of the process.

If you’re struggling right now, it doesn’t mean you can’t write. It just means you’re in the middle of it.

What part has been the hardest for you lately?

[apesoformythoughts]

"[James B. Jordan]: At that time [of your conversion to Catholicism] what kind of theologians did you read, or did you read theology as such? [Gene Wolfe]: I didn’t read a lot of theology. I read some modern books of explications of Catholic theology for laymen and that sort of thing. I would like to be able to say I read St Thomas Aquinas in the Latin and so forth, but I didn’t. It would be a lie. I read some books of Thomistic theology and biographies of St Thomas Aquinas. JJ: Chesterton’s? GW: Yes, I read Chesterton’s book on St Thomas Aquinas. I discovered Chesterton and ended up reading everything of Chesterton’s that I could find. I had gone through very much the same thing earlier with C.S. Lewis. JJ: Ignatius Press is attempting to reprint all of Chesterton in a whole set. Are you collecting those? GW: That is right, so they are. In fact they have reprinted a lot of newspaper columns that I had not seen in my initial sweep through Chesterton when I read everything I could find. JJ: I imagine at that time it was hard to find. GW: It was fairly difficult to find. I have also since discovered that some of those newspaper columns, as I originally read them, had been heavily edited by someone other than Chesterton for book publication. I detest that sort of thing, particularly when there is no indication given in the book that it has been done, because you think that you are reading what Chesterton wrote for a newspaper in 1905, and in fact the history paragraphs have been changed almost out of recognition."

— "Gene Wolfe Interview" (1992), in Shadows of the New Sun

[camilledecussac]

[feral-weasel]

Riding a roller coaster on AO3 right now...

I've read 3 different fics back to back all devastatingly beautiful and when I checked the authors profiles for more each work was their only work for the fandom.

They just created a beautiful fic dropped it off and fucked off to their other fandoms

[andreaheartscats]

Ellie Williams

tw! mention of sh

-> Ellie Willams comforting reader about self harm.

-> modern AU.

a/n: this is rather long and im sorry guys if it was bad and if it has any grammer mistakes!! i tried my best fr :')

It was winter, your favorite time of the year. Maybe because of the cold air that would hit your face when you step outside or maybe the fact that you could wear long sleeves without anyone saying "how are you not hot?!" or "arent you sweaty and hot under that hoodie?"

It was the weekend. You were in your dorm you shared with one of your very good friends, Ellie. She didnt know about your problems, mostly because you thought she doesnt care about them. She was just your best friend and also smoke buddy.

Oh but boy were you wrong.

Ellie was out, buying some stuff for dinner. It was already dark outside. While she was out, your feelings got the best of you and all of your stress and anger bolied up till it exploded.

Few little tears slid down your face as you open your box that was mostly empty besides some random stuff you had and your blade.

The drom room was pretty heated up so it would sometimes get too warm. Thats why you were in a short sleeve shirt while Ellie was out.

Bringing the blade to your wrist, you went across it rather harshly. One, two then three times you did that when you heard the door open. "baack! got some chips for the movie"

You heard Ellie say, but you were unable to form words at the moment. Quickly rushing, you put your blade in the hidding spot and throw on a zip up hoodie as you step outside your bedroom to greet her.

Your eyes were stained with tears and you put up a weak smile for her when she faced you. Of course Ellie noticed that. She alwalys does. And she saw those healed up scars, of course she has. But she never pointed them out because she didnt want to make you feel uncomfortable.

"Hey.. you good?" she asked you in such a sweet tone as her eyes frown a little. Shooting you a rather sad smile with concerne over her face. Taking some time to process what she just said you nodded with your head "yea. 'm good."

As she heard your words she knew something wasnt right. You werent really yourself for the past few days to be fair and she had every right to be worried.

Placing the bags on the counter she walked towards you. A soft smile spread across her face as she put her hand on your shoulder.

You looked at your shoulder where her hand rested and then back at her. "you know, you can tell me anythin' babe." those words echoed through your ears as she said them. And something inside of you snapped. You felt safe with her, you always did and she made sure you knew that.

A tear dropped from your eye, then another and another. And finally you were full on sobbing as she brought you close to her hugging you tightly while you cried into her chest.

Ellie didnt mind that, she didnt care if you stained her shirt with your tears. All she wanted was for you to feel better. After you let it all out and calmed down a little she pulled away her hands gently rubbing on your upper arms as she looked at you.

"come on"

she said in a low and soft vocie as she gestured to the couch.

For a moment you two sat i comfortable silence while she examined your face for sime kind of a answear and patiently waiting for you to speak up. But all you did was stare at the ground while tugging onto your sleeves. The stinging of your fresh cuts made you uncomfortable, it burned.

Your eyebrows frown together as the burning sensation got worse. Ellie noticed your face and she grabbed your hand to hold it gently. Her hands were rough but they felt nice.

"whatchu making that face for.."

She said a little worried. She noticed you tugging at your sleeves a lot and so she let out a deep sigh out that felt like it was trapped in her forever.

"bae..are you hurtin' yourself ?"

she always used pet names even if you were just friends. but she finally decided to ask you. of course she knew the answear to her own question but all she wanted was to mske sure she was right, she didnt want to make assumptions.

And when she asked you that, it felt as if the whole world stopped for a bare moment. you squeeze her hand as you nod your head, scared to even say anything or look at her.

Ellie lets go of your hand and squeezes your cheeks as she makes you look at her. "its okay that you do.." she pauses for a moment "well..its not but you know what i mean."

Ellie lets out a little chuckle making you yourself laugh a little as she caressed your cheek gently.

"i just want to help you, alright? please let me help you."

after you heard her words she looked down at your wrist as if waiting for something. you finally understood and lifted your sleeves reaviling your scars, some healed some not.

Ellie quickly runs to the bathroom as she took a wet paper towle and some bandages. She cleaned the cuts gently as you wince in pain slightly. After she cleaned your cuts, Ellie wrapped the bandages around your wrist not too tightly but not to loose.

"thank you Els..i-"

she cut you off as she hugged you tightly. you gave into the hug. it felt safe and warm. You felt safe and warm with her. After pulling away she looked at you with a smile on her face.

"how 'bout we watch a movie, yea?"

of course you agreed and for the rest of the night you were cuddled up close to her while she traced gentle touches across your bandaged wrist.

[the-boy-with-blue-eyes]

On the outside it never rained, but inside me there are a thousand storms.

[maxdibert]

How would you write Lily's character if you were to make a marauders era series? I feel like she's difficult since every character holds some positive view of her, so she was probably very firendly and easy to be friends with (Plus, she was a good mom if her love was enough to defeat the most powerful wizard second to dumbledore)

But also the only real scene we have of her is her laughing as her best friend is being publicly assaulted, and her saying he should be grateful his bully didn't kill him 😐

You might've already answered something like this, idk. I don't follow you.

Honestly, I've never been interested in writing about Lily because, while I do think she would be worth exploring—precisely because I don’t believe she was the saint everyone makes her out to be, and because it would be nice to give some depth and nuance to that Mary Sue-ish personality they try to sell us—her life in general and her character in particular seem incredibly boring to me. I mean, she went to school, she was popular, the most popular guy was after her, then she got married, became a teenage mother, and died. She’s not the kind of character that has the level of depth I’m interested in, especially because I most enjoy writing characters who are more messed up in the head and morally questionable. But well, I think the key to writing a character well is to make them realistic. To make them human. The problem with Lily is that people tend to give her so many virtues and put her on such a pedestal that she doesn’t feel human. I think just bringing her down from that pedestal would already be doing a much better job than what’s usually done with her.