oh god, that were I a man!

born to be an abstract concept, forced to be a percievable entity

Truthfully im 71 an old man and all of this happened long ago

Gentle reminder, that sometimes staring at your draft without writing a word is still a valid part of the process. It's just you being in quiet conversation with your story, turning it over and over in your mind. You haven't abandoned it. You're simply circling it, and that counts. So trust the quiet moments as much as the productive ones. You've got this.

Ok but why would I want an empire of dirt ?

asked one of my coworkers how she's doing today and she goes "could be better, could be worse," and another coworker nearby who was eavesdropping chimes in with "could be a lil bit o' alligator curse!" i have no idea what he meant by that but i do know that it has been immediately added to the lexicon.

i think sometimes i use the like button to pet the posts

i am always one wrong word away from being shot by all the people who find me tolerable

actually we should start headcanoning female characters as being terrible with children

stop mother-ifying fictional literally all female characters. that fictional woman would not know what the fuck to do with a child

my devoted but dangerously unstable knight will be hearing about this