me as a writer
My girlfriend was like 20 minutes late for a meet up and texted me to tell me she’s not lost at sea on an odyssey, this girl is bloody amazing, I love her so much
the problem with reading and writing leading to a strong vocabulary is that you tend to know the vibe of words instead of their meanings.
if I used this word in a sentence, would it make sense? absolutely. if you asked me what it meant, could I tell you? absolutely not.
“Why’d you do that?” Please remember that I am using what I’ve seen in humans to mimic them
Hello, my name is jack and this is my first post.
i sit down to write and suddenly i am the most distracted human alive. the chair is uncomfortable. my coffee is too hot. my playlist isn't quite the vibe. i need to research what victorian houses smelled like in 1872 for exactly 45 minutes even though my story takes place in space. and yet the moment i'm trying to fall asleep? every single sentence i've ever needed just lines up perfectly in my brain like some kind of creative parade i'll never get back.
i'm a big fan of tv shows where they do an episode from the POV of a side character and they're living in a completely different genre than the main character
me listening to foreign music and not understanding a single word of it
phantom pain by Caitlin Conlon once again being held at gun point to post this- (thank you /̸͆̅ ̎̅̿ ̄̿̈ ͆̈̚ @pumpkin-mines for your torture)