must a fic writer actually write? is it not enough to plan fics for four hours and write nothing bc you cannot solidify an idea that feels completely satisfying?
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must a fic writer actually write? is it not enough to plan fics for four hours and write nothing bc you cannot solidify an idea that feels completely satisfying?
Sometimes the real tragedy is watching heroes burn themselves to the ground because no one will step in and tell them they have value outside of their inevitable death fighting for good.
Heroism of the front-line kind is not sustainable and the compact a hero should have with their society is eventually someone or something else moves forward and tags them out.
So much of heroism in stories and life is tunnel vision and the inability to step back because no one else is stepping forward. My favorite stories are the ones where the hero is on their last legs... and someone new (who was allowed to grow because of the time the hero helped buy) steps forward and pulls them out.
Writing is zipping along through six pages in under an hour and then getting stuck on a single transition sentence for three weeks.
when the fuck did this get notes
While you were pondering over the transition sentence
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Text: Our woods are different, bleach white trees standing still and leafless. We ache deep inside as we approach, and bone recognizes bone.
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I've gotta say, niche Tiktok spaces are so educational. Those made by disabled persons, people with mental/behavioral disorders, people in specialized occupations, and myriad ethnic and cultural accounts provide so many humanizing details that no "how to write X" cheatsheet could ever teach me.
Sometimes just seeing that pet owners in Russia, Japan, Pakistan, and Canada all talk to their pets with the same combination of love and exasperation is beautiful. I could write a book about humans living on Mars visiting their friends in ancient Egypt who just adopted a large fantasy creature, and how they upload videos of it chasing a laser pointer and use some heart emoji filter, and that would feel authentic! Because we know that feeling!
Forgot what this post was about, but if you have Tiktok and are trying to write about a group you don't know well, follow accounts made by people in that group. Wikipedia can teach you plenty, but learning what unique things make certain people laugh or groan in frustration is, imo, more important to their character than dry facts and figures.
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In many traditional cultures, the divisions between sacred and secular are less pronounced: potters venerate gods who shape human bodies from clay, fishermen and fisherwomen make offerings to the goddesses of river and sea, and smiths align with the lords of fire and metal. Work is not separate from life, and everyone participates in transforming the raw elemental powers into food, shelter, and offerings for both the human community and the gods.
Daniel Foor, Ancestral Medicine: Rituals for Personal and Family Healing
It’s been 5000 years since humanity bombed itself back to the stone age. You are searching for a new location for your village when you see a set of enormous black stone monoliths. Among them is a pillar on which is written, “This is not a place of honor, nothing valued is here…”
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writing is going super well. my vocabulary has never been more expansive
Okay - this reverse dictionary thing is the savior of my idiot brain. It is, as they say, the best thing since Sliced Bread.
I found it from a Tumblr post that I cannot find again for the life of me but anyway credit to that wonderful person.
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the fight is harder each year.
gotta keep going because nothing ever stops.
you deserve to be new and whole.
Can someone explain what’s happening besides someone being reborn?
In the first comic, which is from the Warrior’s point of view, the Warrior has defeated the Monster, who jeers that there will always be another Monster to fight. The Monster dissolves into mist, leaving another tiny, baby Monster in its place. The Warrior picks up this helpless new baby Monster and carries it away. They will try again and do better this time.
In the second comic, which is from the Monster’s point of view, the Monster says that this has to happen; it can’t come with the Warrior, and there will always be another. It tells the Warrior to use what they have learned to fight. It wants to die knowing that the Warrior has hope for the future. It dissolves into mist, and the exhausted Warrior collapses. The new baby Monster comes and brings the Warrior some water in a leaf. Because we are reading this in the Monster’s voice, we realize that it is a new Monster, but also somehow, magically, the same. We also see that the Monster is not inherently evil. It is only very strong, and inevitable.
The third comic is a dialogue between the Monster and the Warrior. The Warrior is exhausted and horrifically wounded. The Monster is also horribly maimed. They are both dying. The Warrior doesn’t want to fight anymore. The Monster tells them to rest and heal. The Warrior hands over their amulet, and we see the Monster’s paw become a hand just before they both dissolve into mist. It clears, revealing that the Monster has turned into a beautiful humanoid, who says they will take care of the new baby monster the Warrior has turned into. The two have changed roles. The Warrior takes up the former Warrior’s gear and strides into the new year with the new baby Monster riding on their shoulders.
It is a beautiful, ruthless, hopeful metaphor about keeping up the good fight, year after year, even when we are worn down, and how we can still face the new year with hope and light, no matter how painful the last one was, and how it is okay to rest if we can’t fight.
It’s not the new year, but things are so difficult for so many of us right now, and we are so worn down from so many fights on so many fronts, I feel like we could all use this again. Love, rest, fight, love.
out: naming girls after virtues
in: naming them after vices
avarice, insolence, decadence, lunacy, vanity, conceit, hysteria, envy, malice, rage would be good goth girl names