climbin that silverbough

There is no drug on earth that can replicate the absolute euphoria of hitting a writing flow state at 2:00 AM. You aren’t even typing anymore. You are a vessel. You are a channel for the gods. The characters are speaking directly into your brain and you’re just the stenographer trying to keep up. You feel like you could fight a bear. You feel like you invented the alphabet

can I make a confession that might get me in trouble

I’m frothing at the mouth. Yes.

Also like. So many of his actions are in the mindset of someone trained in medicine and healing. He sees a problem, assesses it, and uses the skill set he has to either solve it or DELEGATE IT TO SOMEONE WHO CAN where possible! When he finds out your tadpole is different he immediately deducts that finding the source of the infections will provide better insight and answers, which is epidemiology 101 and incredibly important to both controlling and treating a rapidly spreading "disease", and this is a huge part of him acknowledging his limits as a healer. And a truly good doctor/healer knows their limits and when action will cause more harm than good.

One of the things that impressed me the most about Dungeon Crawler Carl (mind you, I went in with zero expectations) is that not only it manages to turn a talking cat into fully realized, complex character who is still unmistakably *a cat*, but also that the cental relationship of the series - this kind of strong, unshakable bond between the main characters that never fails to make you emotional over how much they mean for each other - is unmistakably a relationship between a man and a cat. Not just nominally, but in a way that is instantly recognizable for anyone who ever owned and loved a cat. And mind you, it's not for the lack of other relationships - Carl finds new friends and comrades, and each of them is important for him in their own right, but still THE most important person in his life is a cat and as a cat person I think that's beautiful

i think one of my personal favorite aspects of the dungeon crawler carl series is watching Carl, a cishet dude, avoid any sexual or romantic subplots with the deftness of a trained aroace.

no one can accuse me of AI because I’m hopelessly addicted to posting WIPs and then taking five weeks to actually share the finished product because I’m not only an attention seeker but also a procrastinator

Reblog to save a writer’s life.

Thank you

Oh my god thank you. No wonder grammarly keeps complaining about my punctuation when I boot my writing up into word counter

Halsin rocking a baby to sleep. You agree. Reblog