Being a writer means having like 5 baby name websites bookmarked, a very suspicious browser history, and a vast amount of knowledge about seemingly random topics like when stop lights were invented or how much blood you can loose before passing out.
“i don’t
think this pen helps with my creativity, I gotta buy another one”
This is the
third notebook I bought this month I need to s t o p. I don’t even write in
them anymore
That
overwhelming feeling when you found the perfect song for your work
One-word
horror story: titles
Sequel to
one-word horror story: summaries
“I know
exactly how to start and finish this…I just…need to figure out how to bridge
them…”
Me while reading an older work: what the fuck are
you talking about 🙂
Me while reading a recent work: what the fuck are
you talking about 🙂
Physically
stops myself from using fucking as an adverb…again
Hello,
constant self-doubt, my old friend
That one
song you listen to on loop when writing a scene that by the end of writing it you’re
already sick of the song and ready to fight anyone if you have to listen to it
again
Me while writing a character intelligent in
something im not: what the fuck should I talk about 🙂
Writing for
a fandom and seeing people make passive-aggressive posts about fanfictions as
if fanfic authors are fandom slaves
why are
tenses so fucking difficult
That
feeling when making a playlist for your wips
Writer’s
block is so fun huh
Daydreaming
about your wips
“is ‘fuck’
a curse word during the 1700’s”
Thinking of
the dialogues/banter and not noticing that you’re saying it out loud until you
see someone giving you a weird look
“im
self-projecting too much aren’t I :)”
Looking for
writing tips and following none of them because ‘you have your own style’
Someone
seeing your google history and wondering if you’re a murderer because why the hell do you have ‘how to hide dead
bodies’ in there
Not knowing
how to feel when people are liking more the thing you half-assed than those
stories you shed tears writing
This is a
ridiculous idea but would make an interesting story
Me while writing: im never gonna be
good enough I cant im horrible I should give up – | me when I finished something: I am god no one can stop me now I
will take over the world | repeats cycle
Spends three hours researching about lamps
That one
person you want to impress. You know, them.
Writing dialogues: okay, good, so
poetic, much majestic | writing
descriptions: the sky is blue and the water is blue too because of it
“wait,
fuck, I already used this scene in my other story”
Me while writing using my third language: im using this
word correctly right
Me while writing using my first language: im using this
word correctly right
I thank god
for the creation of thesaurus
That
conflicting feeling when you read someone’s work and it’s really good, so so
amazing that you’re both inspired and envious and you feel bad for feeling
envious
I have 167
ideas and im writing none of them
Don’t
listen to that voice in your head that’s telling you you should take a quick
break when you’re on a writing roll. Just don’t. It won’t be a quick break.
When you
have the time to write but you choose to do other things that there’s really no
need to do
Like me
writing this post
And you
browsing tumblr
Open a document
now
Write
Your wip is
waiting for you
And it’s
gonna be amazing and all so worth it
So don’t be
too hard on yourself.
Someone out
there fell in love with your style. Someone out there will fall in love with
your style.
That headline was a wild adventure from start to finish.
the bad sex awards are my favourite literary prize tho
i dont want to live anymore
Her pussy tasted like anchovies and her butthole smelled like tobacco. This is what straight men think is sexy and erotic.
If this man is married I feel so so SO sorry for his wife…
I had to put down my phone and walk around the room to calm down.
If I had to see this Monstrous Crime then you all have to suffer with me
LMAO
S I N
IF I HAVE TO SEEE THIS HORROR SO DO YOU.
DON’T NOBODY EVER COMPLAIN ABOUT MY SMUT AGAIN.
*covers eyes* Jesus titty fucking Christ.
WHAT THE FUCKING POTATOES.
I’m sorry I have to expose you to this, peeps, but I am so freaking angry. I officially never want to hear shit about romance novels because of the sex EVER again. The next person to say a word about it is going to get a print out of this scene set on fire and stuffed up their “vineyard”.
So last week I tried moaning every time I ate something delicious.
It was vaguely uncomfortable and unnatural
I actually love the idea of doing this trying out fanfic/literary cliche’s out in real life, kinda wanna make up a list and undertake it as a challenge.
don’t forget to make your butthole flutter today
Guess someone’s eye color from 20 feet away.
Be careful with these. I started reading fanfiction three years ago and now I have to toe my shoes off to get my feet out.
But do you pad across rooms?
Yes but I often give away my position when I huff.
FYI, I’m smirking at all y’all.
I’m resisting the urge to card my fingers through everybody’s hair.
This is as good a time as any to admit that right now I smell like coffee, sandalwood soap, and something uniquely myself.
I hate this post so much I clenched my fists and looked away, muscles bunching in my jaw.
i’m so glad to see i’m not alone, i let out a breath i didn’t know i was holding
I’m blushing furiously from the accuracy of this post.
character being all “you expect me to do X?” Gilligan Cut to character doing X
the squad gets captured and interrogated separately, and they’re all telling equally terrible, completely contradictory lies
people completely missing the completely unsubtle, very visible dangerous thing in the room with them
alternatively, people absolutely seeing the completely unsubtle, very visible dangerous thing in the room with them and just not giving a shit
bonus points if it’s a beleaguered minimum wage employee who just goes about their business like “yep same shit as always”
someone pretending they don’t know another character is eavesdropping, only to casually reveal at the end of the scene that they know (*leaving* “tell tom that he can come out now” *tom drops from the ceiling in spy gear, irritated*)
choosing to deal with the villain by just leaving them alone in a room with another character
the “hands go down” trope
example: “any questions?” *everyone’s hands go up* “…that AREN’T sarcastic?” *everyone’s hands go down*
how could all y’all forget “ACT NATURAL!”
These are all great but let’s not forget two characters giving extremely biased flashbacks to the same event that each paint the other as an incompetent loon
i would like to respectfully add: scenes where a character walks into a room, sees something scary, and turns around and walks out with no reaction or change of expression
Bonus points if he DOES react, but it’s to close the door and tell his buddy “it’s for you.”
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