A Title That Gives Away Nothing

no, i don’t have a “dream job.” i want to spend my days reading and writing and lazing in the afternoon sun. i want to bake bread and brownies and apple crumble. i want to grow my own vegetables and plant a rainbow of flowers. i want to be with nature. i want to be at peace.

Do you ever get really thankful for all the books you’ve read? For all the worlds and stories and characters that have become a part of you? That there’s just this space of nostalgia inside you where you remember plots and twists, love stories and deaths, journeys you’ve taken between the spaces of a page and it just makes your heart swell. It’s part of why I love reading. You always get to carry pieces of those stories with you.

Finally, someone said it. <3

Just to be clear, nobody sane in publishing is going to reject your manuscript if you get this wrong, but if you know how to do it right it’s going to make a copy editor’s life a lot easier down the line. And since you want them focused on big stuff like continuity and spelling errors, it’s in your own best interest to do this right the first time.

simultaneously wishing i were a woodland fairy, a maiden in the scottish highlands who is actually a selkie, a victorian naturalist who scandalously wears pants, a 1960s schoolgirl by the sea, a friendly forest witch, a reef-dwelling mermaid, a ghostly gothic heroine, or maybe a cat

Not to be furiously antimodern but everything you make is art and you can minimize it all you want by calling it a hobby or a craft or a hyperfixation but it’s art because you created it and humans just make art because it’s what we do and it can’t be good or bad because it just IS and when you make art you are part of something very beautiful and very human

Knitting is art! Baking is art! Interior decorating is art! Your fashion is art! Your hair is art! Gardening is art! Sewing is art! The fried rice you made yesterday is ART, BUDDY.

do ya ever bring your pet up to a mirror and ur like “that you”