We’re all just a pieces of dough, and our final bread (or even cake) form hasn’t been decided! 🍞 We can decide who we become!
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We’re all just a pieces of dough, and our final bread (or even cake) form hasn’t been decided! 🍞 We can decide who we become!
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Ghosts have found a new way to terrorize straight people in a stage adaptation of Paranormal Activity. 👻📹
Forget being “that girl” and embrace being “that friend.”
Who hasn’t burst into tears in front of all their peers because you just can’t?
Books where girls fall in love with a 19th century hottie, a boy band member, a FWB and a literal bear
She was a girl. He was a bear. cAn iMAkE iT aNYmoRE OBvIoUS???
Saw, Ethel Cain and the legacy of David Lynch
Listening to Perverts feels like getting an MRI (complimentary)
i stay up late to be happy for a few more hours
i wanted you to know i am mirrorball (horny)
Contrary to popular belief, abandoned WIPs are crucial to the writer ecosystem, as they become the fertile soil from which completed works grow. Without them, the landscape would be sterile and barren
wanna state not for the first time that several of my all time favorite fanfics are unfinished and will probably never be finished and I am so grateful that their authors decided to post what they'd written instead of waiting until they were finished (a time that ultimately didn't come!) I'm so so glad I got to read what they did write! It doesn't have to be finished to have value to a reader!
Give yourself kindness when things are a mess! Whether it's physically in your space, or more abstractly in your life, we all need time to sort things out and get the right processes in place.
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fanfic writers are so fucking awesome in the sense that they can take one single scene, that lasts less than a minute, from the source material and turn that one single scene into a 40k word long fic with depth, feels, character study and development and create a whole storyline out of that one single canonical moment.
fanfic writers are so fucking awesome in the sense that they can take one single scene, that lasts less than a minute, from the source material and write 40 entirely different fics about that one single canonical moment and each one of those fics are literal masterpieces.
shout out to us fanfic writers ♡♡♡♡♡♡
A couple weeks ago, I remarked that Netflix now felt like it was “actively stealing time from me.” I can almost not even remember which canc
But what’s happened now is that this has happened so often with so many shows, that Netflix has created a self-fulfilling loop with many series that probably could have gone on to become valuable catalogue additions otherwise.
The idea is that since you know that Netflix cancels so many shows after one or two seasons, ending them on cliffhangers and leaving their storylines unfinished, it’s almost not worth investing in a show until it’s already ended, and you know it’s going to have a coherent ending and finished arc.
So you hold off watching new shows, even ones you might otherwise be interested in, because you’re afraid Netflix will cancel them. Enough people do this and surprise, viewership is low! And the show ends up cancelled. The loop is closed, and reinforced, because now there’s yet another example cited, causing even more people to be cautious the next time around. And now we’ve reached a point where unless a series is some sort of record-breaking fluke megahit (Wednesday) or established super franchise (Stranger Things), a second or third season feels like not even a coinflip, but more like 10-20% shot, at best.
Netflix’s cancelation policies have informed its viewers that if you want a show you like renewed, you need to watch it immediately, you need to tell all your friends to watch it immediately, and you need to finish all episodes in a short period of time. Anything less than that will result in likely cancelation, with the problem being, of course, that this runs contrary to the entire promise of a streaming service like Netflix in the first place. The core concept of “on demand” streaming was that ability to watch what you wanted, when you wanted to. But now binging a series in its opening weekend isn’t just an option to have, it feels almost mandatory, lest the negative data reflect poorly on a show you might otherwise like.
Something has broken with this model. It’s now created a system where creators should be afraid to make a series that dares to end on a cliffhanger or save anything for future seasons, lest their story forever be left unfinished. And viewers are afraid to commit to any show that isn’t a completely aired package lest they spend 10-30 hours on something that ends up unresolved, which has happened dozens and dozens of times, creating a vast “show graveyard” within Netflix, full of landmines viewers are going to be discovering for years.
More at the link.
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I've wondered if it's driving creators to their competitors too.
As an adult you must cultivate the skill of “Gross! Oh, well. Not my business.”
Applies to everything from BDSM parties to your sister’s godawful interior design choices to weird bachelor pad meals eaten over a sink.
Gross! Oh, well. Not my business.
My deepest darkest fantasy is that I collapse on the street and I am rushed to the hospital. They perform a bunch of tests and find out I am severely deficient in some kind of vitamin. Then I start taking the vitamin and I become the happiest cleverest person alive because all my problems were caused by this one deficiency
Moreover, everyone gathers around to be tremulously compassionate and discreetly admiring: all this time, you lacked the Vitamin? And yet you persevered?