[Sighs] Okay. Here we go.
"Much forehead is like much sky on a horizon."
There.
Does it make sense that when I defend Evan Hansen, I’m not defending his actions, because I know that they’re wrong and that’s the point of the show, but that I’m defending him because people refuse to acknowledge him as a complex character rather than a horrible evil manipulative sociopath?
Literally, what is up with Victor Hugo loving the words "enigma" and "chaste"? He bloody described a sword as chaste, and he used the word "enigma" like ten times every chapter. It's okay to have a favorite word, but this is taking it too far.
Did you know: Listening to "Unlikely Lovers" from Falsettos while writing a depressing book will make you cry. (Just listening to Falsettos is enough to make me cry.)
Sherlock used to collect bugs as a child. He put them in jars in his room and gave them names. He got incredibly attached to them and cried in secret whenever they died. Mycroft used to steal the dead bugs' bodies to dissect.
Even when he's older, Sherlock still secretly loves bugs, and only Mycroft and John know. And Mrs. Hudson has a suspicion.
Friendly reminder that commenting changes an author's life! Every author will say the same. It only takes a minute to comment, so go do it!
guys this is your friendly reminder to comment on ao3 fics, from a commenter myself. the amount of times authors reply to me saying ive made their day with my comments is honestly insane; and with the way their replies make my day too, its really a win win situation for everybody
Hi! This is my second book I’ve completed! I posted it on AO3 because I can’t seem to get publishers to accept it! If you’d like to read it, please do (but beware, it’s almost 50,000 words, so make time!)! Read the summary if you’re interested!
Chapters: 1/18 Fandom: Original Work Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Additional Tags: Holocaust, German, Nazi Germany, Auschwitz, AHHH I'M GONNA CRY, i killed them all, Original work - Freeform, Birkenau, No one will bloody publish this, I've been rejected so many times Summary:
It’s August 1944, and thirteen-year-old Jopie Von Der Au is helping her family resist the SS in Nazi-occupied Germany. Alongside her parents, older brother Jozef, and blind sister Anja, Jopie’s world changes when they are taken from their home in Gorlitz and sent on one of the notorious death trains to Auschwitz. Only Jopie, her mother, and Jozef survive, as Anja dies before deportation and Papa dies after arriving. In the horrors of Auschwitz, Jopie forms bonds with new friends, but most people she loves slowly die off. Her eyesight begins to fade as she fights to survive. Here, Birds Don't Dare Whistle is a story of the emotional toll of survival, the struggle to keep hope, the importance of family and friends, and the struggle of the oppressed. Jopie's story offers a unique perspective on the darkest event in human history.
Okay, I have a BMC headcanon that I'm curious to know if y'all agree with. Ready?
Okay, Headcanon that Jeremy has one of those parental control phones with no apps except texting and photos, so Micheal lets him borrow his phone to play games on and go on social media (I could see him as a tumblr kid). And Jeremy is nice, so he buys Micheal slushies and coffee in return and lets him copy his homework.
Should I turn this into a fanfic?!?! There are too few BMC fics in this world!
Let me know if you agree!
What are the things you want to see and don't want to see in novels? (I'm trying to come up with my next novel, and I need some inspiration. I think I want my protagonist to be autistic and ace)
I made this shrine of Les Misérables.
Hi! None of those fanarts up there are mine. They are all created by amazing, talented, decdicated artists. I love musicals and classics. I'm going though crazy hyperfixation phases.
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