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I really need to stop forgetting i have a tumblr, because my brain does want to tumble it just forgets where to do so

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My brain is argueing with itself whether to go write the priper online persona lore or to continue the wip book
Meanwhile it does neither and both at the same time
Seeing this and looking at my shitpost turned coherent story waiting to be made in the corner
So occasionally i take a step back and realised how some of my old ideas have just come to life and asserted themselves in my life and brain more perminantly then they were meant to
Like yeah hey there minecraft skin from many years ago that has become my online persona, good to see you, why are you still here
How are you random thought number 23 from last year that keeps having new lore ideas by just living in my brain
Why does dumb idea number 1687 from 7 weeks ago trying to be a book in the library, i don't have the new bookshelf for that yet
Don't get me wrong i love the random stories and online persona but like why is my brain like this, is this just a writer thing?
Bad news, y'all
You really gotta write the damn book to become a published author
I know you're right but the problem is ny brain keeps running out of the damn magenta ink and refuses to just use the black one, it has to be magenta because asthetic apparantly

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Okay i need someone to tell me i'm not the only one.
Whenever i write i genuinely just dive into the archive that is my brain and search through the many filing cabinets of scenes and stories that have gathered from all my stories living rent free in my head as i look for the specific scene i am writing
Others have this right, RIGHT???
Instead of a spectrum can we just start calling writing a metronome because it just goes back and forth but there's no inbetween
“really?” I say to inanimate objects that are not working like they usually do
“Stay.” I glare at inanimate objects that continuously fall over
“Thank you!” I say exhasperatedly to the inanimate objects when they do finally work right/stay put
“Sorry! I say to the table I bumped into
“SHHH” I say to the inanimate object that keeps making noise
“Yeah, yeah, I’m coming,” I huff at the persistent kitchen timer.
“why are you like this?,” I grumble at the inanimate object that is doing it again
“Please don’t yell at me,” I say to the inanimate object that is making vague beeping/the- function-you-attempted-didn’t-work noises
“Good job!!” I say to the inanimate object that has completed the task it was created to do.
“It’ ok, you can do it,” I say to the inanimate object that is getting older and making Noises, but still able to complete its function
“Don’t make me come over there,” I threaten the inanimate object that is making troubling noises that usually proceed a catastrophic failure.
“ shut up, I’m coming!” I grumble at the insistent microwave when it is done not cooking my food very well.
“what’s wrong with you?” I say between gritted teethe to the inanimate object i failed to troubleshoot. one more and I will scream.
“yes yes I know, Im late, will you quiet down” I say to the alarm thats been ringing for the past fifteen minutes
"Can you just..." i say to the inanimate object that i am desperately trying to get to cooperate with me
Being a writer is so odd sometimes. I litterally made a post about the brain not printing and today it suddenly decided the magenta ink wasn't out anymore and it's just sending it full speed.
Why must it be like this?
Not complain but like whyyyyyyyy
Anyone else feeling the urge to write but also just cannot be bothered to boot up the writing device
The brain has the words but is refusing to print

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Being a wip writer with reader partner is great until their prppfreading your book and sent you a text "wouldn't it be cool if major planned plottwist happens"
Like yes but no, why did you think that, you aren't supposed to think that