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Me: closes my WIP after trying to think of that one word FOR 15 MINUTES

Also me: agrees to help my friends with their various writing projects

My WIP: Helllooo, have you forgotten about me????

Okay but can we all just agree that writer's block bloody sucks. I've been off school all week and I haven't been able to write a single thing, which is just incredibly unfair because this is essentially the only time I'll have until after all my exams and yet I haven't written a word for at least a month.

If anyone has any tips they would be greatly appreciated.

Also if you don't mind having to wait an unholy amount of time between updates check out my marauders fic on ao3 A Poisoned Apple and A Red Rose by LilHan20, it's a marauders descendants au following them all as they go through school and face challenges familiar and foreign alike, there will be heartbreak and happy endings but who for? Well you'll just have to find out.

If that sounds like something you'd like then please check it out and let me know what you think here or over there and feel free to give suggestion of things you'd like to see.

Hopefully I'll get over this block soon and I'll get back to writing.

Speak to you all soon, look after yourselves and have a good day/night

I was up until midnight last night because I had an idea for a poem about monsters.

Monsters. Of all the things to keep me awake.

Anyway have my midnight musings I guess:

I never had time to fear the monsters in the dark

In the shadows

The corners

Under the beds

Or in the cupboards.

Not when there were so many

That prowled during the day

With smiles on their too tight lips

That don't quite reach their eyes

And grips on my slight wrists

That "don't hurt" but bruise

And hollow promises slipping

From their tongues, poisoned with lies.

I was never afraid of the monsters in the dark,

How bad could they be?

When I had learned to live with the ones

Who like to pretend they were everything

Good about this Earth.

The ones who bathed in sunlight

Like it could hide their nature

In a golden glow.

But look close enough and you'll see

Shadows in their eyes that only exist for me.

Just so you know this was written at midnight so you be kind to it please, I'm also not a poet in any respect and normally can hardly string two words together, but whatever it is about the magic of that time when no one else is awake prompted this. So enjoy it I guess.

And who knows maybe I'll put up some of my other angsty poems.

That's all, take care of yourselves, drink some water maybe open a window get some fresh air and have a good day/night wherever you are.

tag the oc who has been to space

Reblog if it's okay to befriend you, ask questions, ask for advice, rant, vent, let something off your chest, or just have a nice chat.

Please reblog if you think that “they/them/theirs” is a valid set of pronouns.

Trying to make a point to my father.

tag the villain

tag the oc that has experienced a natural disaster

Anyone who wants to do it xx

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Make your “IRL” piccrew and your Hogwarts piccrew and let’s make a chain!!

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Hannah

I don't use this blog that often, I'm mostly on @onlymyleftsideisgay