the Random Musings of a Fevered Brain

Praying that $1500 randomly comes to you when you need it the most this year.

every time i remember that photo of the little inuk girl with her puppy i engage in inconsolable hysterics

Comfy even

I feel like there would be a lot fewer arguments on this website if we stopped trying to define The Singular Transgender Experience.

does the body ALWAYS have to keep the score? maybe we could just have a friendly game this time. maybe we can just have fun without putting numbers on it

a lot of people seem incapable of giving their favorite characters or OCS opinions that they themselves disagree with and that's very very boring on my opinion

" X character would hate ai art" "x character would vote for (politician you like)" like idk I think making every character a perfect woke internet leftists is boring as fuck. You have to accept that some of your faves would be "apolitical" centrists that don't vote

why do men have this eternal fear of being used for money they don’t have lol

"Love/sex is what makes us human" Wrong. It's the obsession with rectangles. look around you and count the number of rectangles you see.

Christian babies have so far not found a purpose or use outside of baseball

I hate I when I get an idea for a novel. Like oh no here starts the slow sad slip n’ slide to dissapointment again.

You ever been 30,000 words and hundreds of research hours into a project when you realize hey wait a minute. I don’t like this. This is bad.

this is 100% true. I've written 6 complete novels at this point and every single time around the 40k mark I feel lost in the woods. Nothing seems to be working. I feel awful; I can't sleep. I keep going even though I'm convinced I'm going to fail. And then... It's like leaving a tunnel and getting back out in the sunshine. Stuff starts coalescing. Things that weren't working have obvious fixes. I "can write" again, except I was writing the whole time. It just felt hopeless in the moment. It's not. You just gotta get out of the woods.

Ah yes the Slough of Desponds. Professional author with 13 books, and this is normal for me as well. (Checking for tension issues usually helps!)

He is turning 17 this year!

the human brain is so cool, if you're tired and stressed enough, your brain will go, "don't worry, I got you" and shadows will start moving