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Comments: This is such a good fic, I canât wait to see where it goes!
The writer:Â
Hereâs this gem showing up on my dash again.

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if you're a writer i wish u a very plot/story/character epiphany
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Some reader, lightly commenting on my fic: hey i liked this.
me, me eyes enormous: you COMMENT me? you comment on my fic, like the story? oh! oh! love for reader! love for reader for One Thousand Years!!!!
list of favorite things as a fanfic author:
When someone is really freaking mad at me for inducing an emotional response from them
when readers give me a background of how/when they read my writing
when readers give me a background of why they shouldnât have been reading my writing (usually while at work)
when readers quote my work back to me in comments
the frickinâ real heroes here, the ones who comment on every chapter of an ongoing multi-chapter fic
when someone notices something I deliberately left as subtext and cries about it in the comments :3
When someone notices something I did by accident and tells me how much they loved it and I get to feel like a genius XD

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not to be emotional on main but fanfiction is a gift and itâs so fundamentally human to tell each other stories and i am deeply grateful to have that in my life. thank you all for adding so much emotion and meaning to the world with your words
I did a google search and it said that you invented death??? is this true?
It is true.Â
Long ago, people lived forever, and when they were done with everything they had wanted to do, they would take a bus to Bognor Regis, on the English south coast, and sleep in small seaside bed and breakfast hotels. They would spend the days walking along the seafront, possibly crunching along the shingle. Hundreds of them to begin with, but eventually millions, and then millions of millions. Needless to say, Bognor Regis became uncomfortably crowded, and there was nowhere to buy an ice cream or even a postcard. All of the Bed and Breakfasts had âNo Vacanciesâ signs up.Â
I was only a boy, but I could see that this was untenable. âWhat if,â I suggested, âWe make it so that instead of going to Bognor by bus, people who have finished just stop existing, and rot down. And what if we make it so itâs always been like this?â
âYou are seven years old,â they said to me. âIt will be many years before you take the bus to Bognor. Why do you let this bother you?â
âBecause this is not tenable,â I told them. It was a big word I was proud of knowing and I used it whenever I could. âBy that time the town will be so full that I will have to sleep on the pebbled beach at night, or even in the road. It will not be a good thing.â
I showed them my drawings, which included suggestions for how death would work, and stressed that for it to be successful it would also need to apply to everything else as well. Not just people.
âEven cats?â they asked.
âEven cats,â I told them.
âThe cats wonât like that,â they said. But the cats thought it was going to be great, and explained to us that they had plans for the mice and the birds under the proposed system, and my invention caught on. These days almost nobody remembers what it was like before.
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Also, thereâs a character called Death in SANDMAN. I made her up, and Mike Dringenberg made up the way that she looks.
the line between brainstorming and procrastinating is VERY thin, apparently
oh so this hit the relatable nerve with you all huh
Lets be honest all of us writers are on tumblr to procrastinate
#we're all clowns in one little clown carÂ
Write fanfiction guiltlessly. Do it not only because itâs good practice, not only because you donât feel like putting your energy into original stuff, but because you do feel like putting your energy into fandom. Write fanfics of epic proportions or tiny one-shots; write fluff or angst or cliches or tropes; publish the roughest version or keep the twelfth draft for only yourself. Do it without feeling bad. You owe no one anything; the act of creation is a gift in and of itself, and it doesnât matter if youâre creating fanfic or original stories or whatever else you want. All that matters is you enjoy it, because why else would you do it at the end of the day?
Write fanfiction guiltlessly.
This is good advice.
:)

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proofreading my own writing like wow. Â u sure do love those commas, buddy. Â what if u tried to cool it with all those commas, pal. Â all those run-ons, friend. Â why donât you tone it down, my guy
my mind be like âi know a spotâ then takes me to an entire fictional universe it createdÂ
Youâve just realized something strange about the humans. Theyâre a race that joined the galaxy recently, but youâve just found evidence of them already been part of it for many millennia before, but it feels like everybodyâs forgotten.
We were delighted when the people calling themselves âhumansâ joined the spacefaring races. They were clever and agile, hot-tempered and humorous, fierce and yet friendly, a young species with much to offer us.Â
Most species are still delighted. But we are the Bybleotekar, the recorders of the spaceways, and we have begun to wonder. Our merry companions are⌠not different, but too much the same. They understand so readily, accept so quickly - most new species have trouble adjusting to dealing with aliens, to the realities of space travel, to the sheer bigness of the universe. But the humans are so adaptable, so ready for it all, they might be remembering something theyâve forgotten, not learning something new.Â
Some of us, the Izaslanik of the Bybleotekar, the gatherers of information for the record keepers, began encouraging humans to join us, that we might study them more closely. They like the work - they are a curious species, delighting in new knowledge, and they make able assistants. My human companion is named Mira, a young female. She is a good companion, who sings sweetly and laughs often.Â
When Mira struck the first blow against what I thought I knew of the universe, against illusions soon to shatter that I had thought were truth, we were attending the coronation of a lesser Netar of the Kktil, recording the customs and ceremonies and unofficially enjoying the colourful celebrations. Mira was watching the dancing, her mouth widened in a âsmileâ. âItâs so pretty,â she said, her hairless face sheened with sweat under the hot sun. âI love the turquoise jewellery.â She pointed to the bright blue stones that bedecked the dancers. âI should buy some. Our homeworld doesnât have any turquoise, you know. Only a few pieces we brought with us when we came.âÂ
It takes me a little while to understand what she said. It is only later, during the feasting, that I turn to her again. âYou said your homeworld doesnât have turquoise. Only⌠what you brought with you. Do you mean turquoise you have bought offworld, since you joined the spaceways?âÂ
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someone, reading my writing: wow great story!
me, sticking my hands in the plotholes: thanks it has pockets :)
here have 10 pieces of writing advice that have stuck with me over the years
every characterâs first line should be an introduction to who they are as a person
even if you only wrote one sentence on a really bad day, thatâs still one sentence more than you had yesterday
exercise restraint when using swear words and extra punctuation in order for them to pack a punch when you do use them
if your characters have to kiss to show theyâre in love, then theyâre not in love
make every scene interesting (or make every scene your favorite scene), otherwise your readers will be just as bored as you
if youâre stuck on a scene, delete the last line you wrote and go in a different direction, or leave in brackets as placeholders
donât compare your first draft to published books that could be anywhere from 3rd to 103rd drafts
i promise you the story you want to tell can fit into 100k words or less
sometimes the book isnât working because itâs not ready to be written or youâre not ready to write it yet; let it marinate for a bit so the idea can develop as you become a better writer
a story written in chronological order takes a lot more discipline and is usually easier to understand than a story written with flashbacks

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you ever start rereading your WIP to get in the mood and write more and you get so caught up that when you get to the end youâre like âbitch? whereâs the rest?â and you realize youâre the bitch and you have to write it
all fanfiction is funnier and sexier and vastly better-written when you read it at three in the morning, in the dark, lying on your side, tucked into bed, with screen rotate turned off. thatâs just how it works. thatâs just facts.