Sins have been made in a tired state that neither heaven nor hell can forgive.
part 1
get used to carrying a notebook around with you. or get used to writing on your phone. you will not always have access to your computer, but it’s much easier to take something compact with you to quickly jot down ideas. also i have chronic illness and sometimes my bones feel like lead and going upstairs to get my laptop is a herculean task, BUT i can write on my phone lying down instead of just scrolling through my camera roll and being miserable. which brings me to my next point:
if you have to choose between writing unconventionally or even unproductively and not writing at all, choose the writing. i’ve said before not to create a habit of writing in bed, but if it comes down to writing in bed or not writing whatsoever, i’ll write in bed. i just try to stretch before and after (which you should also do!!!).
you’re not wasting time or being silly by making playlists or moodboards or memes of your characters and environments. having fun with your stories outside of writing them is a good way to stay motivated.
i like to stop my writing sessions in a place where i know exactly what i want to write next, so when i pick back up i won’t be left hemming and hawing over where to begin. HOWEVER, if you’re absolutely locked in, don’t interrupt that flow state. it’ll be harder to find it again later—instead, wait until you find a natural place to stop where you haven’t run out of ideas.
“why do i have a headache 3 hours into my writing session?” because the last time you had a sip of water was 4 hours ago, you dingus! keep your drinks near your workspace while you write. and i do mean, like, a full bottle of water at least. if you’re like me, things stop existing when they leave your line of sight, so keep these beverages where you can see them and refill during bathroom breaks.
uhhh try not to think negatively about your writing while you’re doing it because when i do that i just get bummed out. “this scene is terrible” -> “oh yeah fuck it up oh yeah fuck it up” (positive reframing)
ok thanks bye
What about “Clueless”?
The father
The son
The Holy Spirit
“What do you need?”
“A hug.”
“I was talking to the dog”
“Oh……”
pearls are RIDICULOUS because you think you know what a pearl looks like, you can envision it in your head, it's just a simple little white dot, but then all of THESE exist also
...such a versatile calcified bodily fluid
The only proper answer to this is death.
The ever wise and gracious station masters
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Who else has an odd fear of their legs popping like Barbie doll legs? No blood, no gore, just a little non and socket. You can pop the legs back on but just the thought.
Succumb to your urges, they’re right
i’m dating shane now but harvey… harvey tho
You know, I always would get angry at characters for mistreating the comic relief (forgetting, underestimating, or generally treating them like they’re idiots) and the show gives them no consequences! Now that I’m older I’ve realized it’s because I’m the comic relief.