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This just in: local woman claims they are a writer, but spends an awfully long time watching TV, making mood boards for stories, daydreaming about other things to write, and watching TV while staring at a blank word document.Â
Yeah, I miss you too. However, I don't think talking to you will cure anything or heal any broken thoughts. It will either throw us back before the hurt or reopen old wounds. I am so sorry. I miss you too, but staying away might be better for both of us? Or am I still running away from commitment and what's good for me in the end?
âAnger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.â
â Mark Twain
âSometimes you are going to miss a person who was an almost to you. And feel sad because there is no name for that feeling. You just feel it in a way that makes you tired to your very bones.â
â Nikita Gill, Almost Feelings
There's over 9 million users on Tumblr now. Reblog if you're one of the few who's never EVER left anon hate in somebody's ask box.
If you canât reblog thisâŚ
NEVER HAVE NEVER WILL
Thatâs a fucking low number. Thatâs fucking sad.
Never ever
A round of applause for everyone who can reblog! Youâre all awesome guys!
Never :â
Never ever
No anon hat has EVER come from me.
for anyone who cant reblog this
I would feel shitty for days if I would do that, I NEVER DID AND NEVER WILL
Iâve got enough to know that itâs not something anyone should have to deal with.
for everyone who can reblog, iâm proud of you
Of course not. NEVER EVER
Never, itâs so petty and childish.
Never. Itâs stupid, childish and completely out of line.
omg neverÂ
Iâd feel so guiltyâŚ.
If you canât reblog, I have a problem with you.
To those that canât reblog:
When Iâm a judgemental, bigoted ass, I do it publicly, soâŚ. never been anon.
Wow over 8million 700 thousand have lol
Have never, will never
I see a lot of writing tips and I post a lot of writing tips but I feel like Iâve been forgetting the most important one: youâve gotta learn to trust yourself.
And I donât mean that in sort of âuwu have faith in yourself! You can do it!!â kind of way. Iâm not here to repeat empty affirmationsâIâm saying youâve consumed a lot of media over the years. You know what you like and what you donât like. You have good taste.Â
But if youâre like me, all that certainty goes out the window when youâre writing your own stuff. âWill the readers like that?â you think. âThis is too weird. Itâs unrelatable. Nobody elseâs story looks like thisâI must be doing something wrong.â
âThis is silly,â you tell yourself. âWhy do I even bother?â
And when you start doubting yourself like that, thatâs the moment you stop creating. You get blocked and stressed and it gets all too easy to fall back on cliches and stereotypes. You start stripping away the things that make the story uniquely yours in order to make it look more like everyone elseâs.Â
Which is infinitely sad.Â
Youâve lived a life no one else has seen, and you have ideas that nobody else in the world could think of. Even if the story has been âdoneâ before, thereâs nobody else who can tell it like you. You can start with the most âclicheâ idea ever, but if you come at it with any measure of emotional honesty, itâll still be newâbecause itâs being told by you.Â
I just finished a draft of a book thatâs probably the most painful thing Iâve written so far. Itâs way out of my comfort zone, and I had to explore aspects of myself I prefer not to think about. I did a lot of second guessing, and a good bit of whimpering facedown on the floor because writing is scary and hard.Â
And rereading the draft now, the absolute best parts are the bits where I gave up on convention and I wrote what I wanted exactly the way I wanted to write it. Yeah, itâs kinda silly and kinda dumb and kinda just a big load on nonsenseâbut itâs MY nonsense. If people like it, great. Wonderful. If they donât like it, wellâreading is a subjective experience, and maybe my work just isnât for them. Thatâs okay.Â
Be you. Be honestly, genuinely you. Itâs a scary, vulnerable position to put yourself in, but⌠Even if youâre one in a million, there are 7,000 people just like youâand thatâs 7,000 people who will read your work and go âthis writer gets me.â
Write it for them. Write it for you. Create shamelessly. Learning to write is only half learning the craftâthe other half is learning to trust in the value of the things you have to say.
All of this and Kurt Vonnegut, one of my favorite reading experiences, suggested you write for one person. Donât write for everyone, write your story like youâre telling it tone person who wants to hear it.
And thatâs why books are never going to die. Itâs impossible. Itâs the only time we really go into the mind of a stranger, and we find our common humanity doing this. So the book doesnât only belong to the writer, it belongs to the reader as well, and then together you make it what it is.
Paul Auster (via theperksofbeingabookseller)
10 Advices for myself : 1. Be kind. But not too kind. 2. If you feel youâve been hurt, youâre hurt. Period. No one else is allowed to tell you how much youâre allowed to hurt. 3. Make the blame. But also take the blame. 4. People are gonna call you, âCrazyâ and âWeirdâ and âMadâ for doing your own thing. Take the compliment. 5. Everyoneâs first priority is their own selves. So put yourself first no matter what. 6. If you like that notebook, buy it. So what if you have more than enough empty pages back home? More the merrier. 7. Write. Draw. Sing. Dance. Act. Cry. Laugh. Curse. Do whatever the fuck you want. So long as it doesnât affect them, no one has the right to complain against it. 8. The world is full of hypocrites. You may even find one in the mirror at times. But itâs alright. 9. Whatever you do, donât put reins on your dreams. Dreams are the only highways with an infinite horizon that holds the impossible. 10. Laugh. Keep laughing. Happy is your best look.
beingjustlittlered, writing prompt #62: list 10 pieces of advice youâd give yourself (via wnq-writers)
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A writer is a world trapped in a person.
Victor Hugo (via thelovejournals)
dont play games. if you like someone, tell them. if you want something, go fuckin get it. assert yourself into your own existence.
A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their loverâs once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.
I can feel my ribs again and I hate it. I hate it because it means I am worse again. It means I didn't take care of my body the way it deserves.
Why do you never want me the way i want you?
(via socotic)
me: very soft, tries very hard, worries a lot, sleepy, big dreams and aspirations
depression sucks because you could be half way done dancing in your underwear and making cookies and all the sudden everything is pointless and you feel so lost and worthless and have no motivation to breath and itâs like ??????? theses cookies were going to be great ??? calm down depression ?? pls ?