My Dream Oh My Goodness

I wish gay people were real....

This made me think how it really is weird what we end up researching sometimes as writers. I definitely wouldn't want some random person looking through my search history without any given context. Just to gives a few examples of my own. I have necromancy in my world so I've ended up searching various things about bodies and skeletons that I'm sure would look rather suspicious to many people. Then on a completely different note I've also researched so many musical instruments during my time writing. I have a race in my world that partially uses music to communicate and I have learnt so much about organs (the instrument not the body organs) amongst many other instruments, including some more obscure ones.

Though I must say I think it is actually one of the many benefits of being a writer, if it wern't for me writing a book then I doubt I ever would even thought to research these things. Not only that, It has also reinforced some of my other interests that I've had previously such as mythology, it basically gives me an excuse to learn more.

Sometimes 100 words is enough

I feel like the romanticization of long fic/multichapter fics has really left appreciation for drabbles, ficlets, and one-shots in the dust. A story that is only 1,000 words is still a full story. A story that is only 100 words is still a full story. These are still stories that tell something and deserve appreciation. Not everything needs to be a long fic. (This is not even getting into the strain this puts on writers!) Sometimes, short and sweet is what works!

AIN'T NO WAYYY NO WAY JUSTO NO DIA QUE EU FALTO WHYYY😭😭😭😭😭😭

My geography teacher went crazy and asked us to make a fanfic about the second world war

and IT'S WORTH A GRADE

if it's good enough for you, then it deserves to be made. don't let anyone else decide if your story is worth it or not.

They’re in love ! Your honor…

The Sun can be gentle, he can be warm and wash away your worries with the orange tinted light that enters by your window. He can drapple his blessing guiding light over you in a tiring Sunday. But he is no saint for you to trust. He is no angel. He can also be violent, scream loud and make you burn, turning everything into ashes in his wake, his restless rage and prideful flames.

The Moon can be lovely, she can be delicate and watch you during your peaceful and defenseless nights of sleep. She can cover your sins with her gleaming sweet embrace during the quiet hours. But she is no pope to confess to. She is no preacher. She can also be resentful, leave you to rot alone and disappear for long, feeding with your tears, her manipulate whispers and vain waters.

Oh to be a crazy powerful protagonist in a i-thought-it-was-five-books-but-its-twenty-fuck-the-pyramid-scheme series

LOL ily too pookie <3

what do you guys oomfs think its the PRINCIPAL thing to know about me? (im think about doing a meet the artist, just to try to get out of the block 💔