“Brown eyes that loved without a trace of fear,”
— Jean Toomer, from Cane: Poems; “November Cotton Flower,” wr. c. 1923 (via violentwavesofemotion)
I just saw a post on Tumblr asking if you're "allowed" to do something in a story you're writing. (In this case, a POV shift.)
I just want to sing to the tune of Beethoven's Fifth Symphony, "THERE ARE NO RULES. THERE ARE NO RULES. There are no rules there are no rules there are no rules..."
“this story is ai generated—” blocked “this art is ai genera—” Blocked “this media is ai—” BLOCKED
I hope the january-february mass depressive episode doesn't continue into march
shout out to everyone who participated in the january-february mass depressive episode
As someone with chronic illness and unable to live alone I am so grateful that my mother is so supportive. Some of the stories I've heard are horrifying. My heart goes out to anyone whose mother isn't like mine ❤
there's no shame in continuing to live with your parents as an adult, but it does have an undeniable poisoning effect on your brain that you can't start healing until you live somewhere else
I see you're liking all my posts and it's making me very happy, just wanted to say thank you!
You're welcome!
It be like that sometimes.
(Source: @mysillycomics! I got this off Instagram so I didn’t know it cropped the artist credit out!)
WRITE IT ANYWAY!!! EVEN IF YOU DONT THINK YOURE GOOD ENOUGH!!! WRITE!!! IT!!!! ANYWAY!!!!!!!
And now that Wattpad has gotten rid of direct messaging between users, this is the only type of message you can receive in your inbox. There isn't even an option to block or opt-out. What a joke.
The email from Wattpad is so condescending imagine pressuring writers to update and work while they are doing it for free and fun. Also the discovery? Algorithm? Of Wattpad looks like a stressful popularity contest 😑