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< / NECKLACE MADE OF TEETH >
tie me down crowing about a crown of flowers curl my palm into the hollow of your cheek (oh my god drown me) and here we have the soldier hands covered in blood and knives (and something else;but we don't talk about that) look how the blind man cries tonight see these bones on the grass frost building in the cavity between your ribs and your skin SCREAMING MURDER IN THE HALLWAY (THIS IS THE ONLY WAY YOU CAN HEAR YOURSELF THINK THIS IS THE ONLY WAY ANYONE KNOWS WHAT YOU ARE) you, love, you, goldfinch climbing windowsills creep in the dead of night, cicatrix spiderwebs here, here, here, in the small of your back (can you feel me, here, crawling into your skin?can you feel me sewing our palms together, goldfinch?) "and the world will revel in wonder and delight--"
silly babies
MOVING ON
i had a plan to write you a poem with lyrics from phantom of the opera but after talking with you last night i realised i need to let you go. So this is it. This is my attempt at moving on. I will forget your lies. Forget the moments of bliss where youâd stop and stare. Try not to think of the love that shone through your beautiful eyes                               Â                                            (windows to your beautiful soul) Iâll not think of the tender sighs, the sweet breaths, those words of sentiment and enchantment I did learn to love you. You made me love you. And then you moved on. Itâs my turn now. Not even a week, but like you said. âDonât dwell on it.â How could I not, when you were my first? But Iâll try. For you. My red-head phantom. But most importantly? For me.
( x o x )
This is how it starts.
This is how it starts.
You smile. Mumble some excuse about why you're here.
It's only an excuse. You meant to be there.
He holds the door open, and you walk through.
This is how it starts.
You smile. Remember some inside joke. Tell him, "don't you remember..."
He remembers, and your heart hurts.
This is how it starts.
You smile. Know it's all wrong. Don't care, because it feels right.
It feels right to him, too. It always did.
This is how it starts.
You frown. Your friends tell you stories. Stories you remember.
They're wrong they're wrong they're wrong. They don't understand.
It feels right again. It always did.
This is how it starts.
You frown. There's a blip. You don't tell your friends. They don't need to know.
It feels right again. Doesn't it?
This is how it starts.
You cry. His eyes were on fire. He said words. Words he swore he never would.
It doesn't feel right again.
This is how it starts.
You cry. You tear up photos. Blast "We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together".
It feels wrong again. It always did.
This is how it starts.
But this time it'll end.Â

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the babies first meet
a reminder for the idiot that keeps crawling back
stop comparing me to the sun, i like the stars better, stop texting me at 3 am, i'm actually trying to get sleep now. stop quoting that godamn song i've already thrown away that CD. stop trying to break your way in through the cracks in my skin and stop trying to push me back into the ocean, it's the winter, and you know i don't want to swim. please stop talking to my friends because they want to hear from you even less. you came into our lives and broke a few hearts and smashed a few bowls. i don't need to back to stop my breathing, because everytime you start to talk i start to shake, and shaking leads to screaming at 4 am when you've stopped texting already. anyways, you can't see the sun at 3 am, only the stars, so why are you trying to get a sun tan then? you're a fucking idiot because the only thing that gives you a sun tan is the sun, but you're too afraid of getting a sunburn
and you glow
itâs christmas and youâre still made of starlight
you still shine and glow in my memories like the blooming night sky
in my mind your eyes burst with the galaxies of your soul
your skin is still filled with constellations
 itâs christmas and i shouldnât be thinking of you
i shouldnât be thinking of your mouth and your smile
i shouldnât think of the glint of your hair
i shouldnât be thinking of the kisses we did and didnât share
 itâs christmas and the moon is out
iâve had fun, of course
iâd just have had more fun with you here, love
 itâs christmas and you will always be made of starlight
you are a nebula, a comet, a burning sun, a red giant.
i would never go as far as to say you are my world
but you are your own universe,
and you glow
( x )
His Leather Jacket (continuation...)
He turns to her, once more.
The cigarette is gone and he's pleading with her.
Apologies hit her face like shards of glass.
She looks away and down, pulling his leather jacket around her.
Inhale.
Beer and cigarettes.
"It's different, this time."
"It won't happen again."
She inches closer toward him.
Apologies continue to rain down, stinging her face.
She reaches into his worn leather jacket and pulls out his keys.
"Are you listening to me? Huh? Are you?"
"How many more times do I have to apologize?"
One last smile.
Her auburn hair shimmers in the dimming light.
He runs his hands through her hair, kissing her cheek.
Two steps backwards.
"Listen to me, please." He begs.
Two more steps backwards.
"Listen, please-"
She whips around, holding his keys up like a trophy.
Run, run, run.
Like a bat out of hell.
"Give me my fucking keys!"
The gravel crunches underneath her boots.
Slam!
Goes the car door.
Click!
Goes the car locks.
"Open the damn door!"
He pounds his fist against the roof of the car, begging and pleading.
"Open the door! Open the fucking door!"
For a moment he tries for a softer tone.
"Come out of the car, please. Let's just talk, okay?"
She rolls the window down slightly, just enough to kiss him quickly.
"Open the do-" The engine starts up.
Car goes into reverse and gravel goes flying.
He resorts back to his old self, anger clear and apparent in his eyes.
He calls her every name but by her first name.
Repeatedly hitting and kicking at the car. She's not hurt this time.
It hurts like hell but he'll get over it.
The setting sun glints off the hood of the car and she never looks back.
Inferno Excerpt No. 2
The door nudged open and I hurriedly slunk inside. I located the dresser, where I knew my bundles of paper were stored. I quickly slid forward, lips pressed together as my hand stretched forward. I groped for a few moments in the dark before I located the handle. I yanked the drawer forcibly, determined to not squander time, before I felt myself falling back against the floor, the paper and quills tumbling out after me.
Light flooded my eyes. A flame from a candle was held up, drenching the room in a yellow hue. With widening eyes I slowly matched the shadow shuddering on the wall to the figure cautiously rising from his bed. My bed.
"Who's there?" His voice chipped into the silence, making my veins ice.
I stayed silent, swallowing slowly as I watched the light spill over my belongings, over the paper tossed around me. I quickly yanked my hand back as the candlelight edged closer; he seemed to notice it.
"State your name." His voice held no trace of friendliness nor any signs of fatigue. Maybe he was used to being snapped out of sleep in the middle of a dark night. I trembled where I lay. My hand slowly gripped a quill lying nearest to me; I held it so tightly it dug into the flesh of my palm.
''State your name."
I sprung to my feet and within moments I was on him, hands wildly flashing in the light as I tried to find a place to hold on. I heard cloth rip as he yanked free and I held in my hand a jagged piece of his shirt. He turned toward me, sending an elbow to my shoulder which roughly sent me staggering toward the wall. A fist splintered the wood next to my ear. I gripped his wrist as it went sailing toward my face again; I sensed him pausing, arm muscles flexing as I caught him off guard.
The candle sputtered on the floor. He quickly bent down to pick it up before holding it inches away from our faces.
Dark brown eyes regarded me with rage. Black hair framed his face, cropped inches above his shoulders. A strong jaw worked slowly as his lips held a straight, unimpressed line. He breathed calmly, as if he wasn't at all disturbed by our scuffle. He leaned forward, looking straight into my wide eyes as I tried to calm my galloping nerves. He rose an eyebrow, still in wait of an answer I refused to give.
"Let me gather my paper and I will be on my way." I was shocked at the sound of my voice, a trembling and tiny sound nearly lost in the silence of the house. I watched him start to smile, a grin that did not foster any kindness.
The silence continued, as if it was threaded into our thoughts. I braced myself against the wall, jutting my chin at the man that refused to let me free.
''I meant you no harm, all I wanted was to collect my belongings."
His gaze shifted to where the paper lay, most crumpled and torn up from our boots shredding the bits around the room. I felt the pressure lifting from my arms as he gradually stepped away from me, silently.
I hurriedly scrabbled on the ground, back tensing as he spoke.
"You should've grabbed your things before we possessed your house," he stated. ''You know the rules our general established."
My hands tightened around the quill I held. I could use this now, jab it into his neck. Make a run for it. But something stilled me. He was a very powerful man, and I knew I would be on the floor within seconds if I decided to make a dash at him with the "weapon."
''Now, your name, if you so please?" His voice was much closer now, right behind my ear. I jumped slightly, trying to focus on breathing. One false move or mistaken word and I would be gutted.

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THE WORLD IS BURNING
the world is in revolution, kids are dying on the streets and there is screaming at all hours of the day. your oppressive ways have got to go because the world has finally took off the 'cool and collected' mask that stated everything bad happened "in the olden days". each new thing is like another crappy plate broken after a breakup. everything's adding fuel to the fire and soon the whole world be up in flames, and it's a real revolution. when i was younger they told me all those things were cured. they told me that war didn't really happen anymore, and that people just didn't die for nothing, and they told me that racism was a thing of the past, it didn't leak into everyday life anymore. so I believed that they were all gone, but it's time to open your god damn eyes and realize that there's a reason the world is burning up. recently i watched this movie ((you all know what is, its named after a singing bird)) and this girl said "what if real life was like this" but as I sat there I realized that there was almost nothing different. ((except that was fiction, and this is real life)) please wake up and smell the burning before it's too late, and you're caught up in the flames. this world is in revolution, and no one's going down without a fight.
corner store crybaby
"oh, there you are", and iâm not sure where iâm supposed to have been here we are again angelflower tying stones to our chests and waiting to drown (this is okay, i swear to god, or something like that isnt that what iâm supposed to say?) i want to set the world on fire, gaslit galaxy isnt it so fitting? isnt it just perfect? i wonder how many astronomy problems you havent solved and you say, "god this isn't important right now how can you be a god when you're not immortal" sometimes i think you can feel me bleeding from 1643 miles away this isnât neverland anymore-- what are you afraid of? something about cornfields and misery heartbeats and almost like you said something you shouldnât have,isnât it? youâre always so proud, youâre always so hungry. by god, you old man, you weathered, withered, beast grab a shovel, grab whatever you can this isnât neverland anymore-- this isnât andromeda,no galaxy here, no stars or planetary confinement, and you were never icarus.
99 Ways to beat Writerâs Block
By kiliunderthemountain
Make your story take a totally unexpected and ridiculous twist. It may not work as part of your actual plot, but a sudden plot twist such as a fire or an earthquake or even an alien invasion helps your mind use more creativity, helping your writing flow out more easily.Â
Write a couple of one-shots about pairings or topics that interest you. Let out all your ideas onto a one-shot to free all those ideas caught up in your mind.Â
Eat. Go out and find something eat, preferably sweet. It may sound like this has nothing to do with beating writerâs block, but we all know food works miracles.Â
Lay down, close your eyes, and imagine your story. Maybe listen to some soft music, and let your mind take over from then on, from the point in which you left of.
Use an online prompt generator to help give you ideas, inspire yourself on the prompts and perhaps give each a little twist. Use this one if you like.
Mash the keyboard. No, this is not a joke. Just let your fingers go and mash your fingers on the keyboard, let them loosen up. This may not directly help out with writerâs block, but it helps relieve the stress which builds up inside you when you just donât know what to write.
Go outside, look for other places to sit in to write than just your desk. Going outside or simply changing your surroundings gives your mind a change of perspective, easily giving it also a change of perspective when it comes to your writing.
When you feel frustrated with yourself for not being to write, pull out a sheet of paper or a blank document and make a list of your accomplishments as a writer, such as âI wrote for 20 minutes everyday last weekâ or âMy story got positive reviews on WattPadâ. Whenever you feel bad about your writing, pull out this list and take a look at it. Itâll make you feel better about your writing and help you lighten up and let out that story.Â
Write. Simply write. Keep writing words and words that make no sense on to the document, donât let yourself stop for at least 1 minute. Write the first things that come to mind and then read through it. Who knows, you might get good ideas from it.
The more stressed you are, the less likely you are to write. Therefore, if youâre feeling stressed, keep around a set of activities you can work on to feel more relaxed. Try crossword puzzles, listening to music or simply doodling on a sketchpad. Let yourself relax and then get to work.
Watch a movie. Movies loosen up your imagination and may give you new sources of inspiration. It can be any movie: sad, funny, romantic, scary. Any movie at all, watch it and let your writing go free.
Take a nap. If youâve recently suffered from lack of sleep it is likely that this is one of the factors affecting your writing. Set your alarm clock for 30 minutes or even an hour, depending on the time you have, and just rest to wake up refreshed and active.Â
Jog, take a walk, do some chores. Physical excercise will help you reduce your stress levels.
Take a shower or a bath, let your mind fly away while you stand under the hot water. The more relaxed you are, the more likely your mind is to relax and think away plot details and character personalities.
Play in the jungle gym, with a ball, crawl around like a toddler or just sit and read a childrens book. Let your mind wander from lifeâs problems and just relax and feel free like you used to.
Switch your medium. If you normally type, take out an old notebook and start handwriting your story instead. If you normally handwrite, pull out a blank word document and continue your story. A change of feel for both your hand, your body, and your mind might just help you get those ideas flowing.Â
Set up a writing schedule. A strict one. Tell yourself you must follow it strictly each day. 30 minutes after finishing your homework you spend only for writing. For this time, ignore the writers block, just write what you can and let your words spill out. Eventually, your body and mind will get used to this and make it easier for you to write at a certain schedule.Â
Donât criticize yourself. Donât re-read an excerpt until it is time to edit it. We tend to get writerâs block because we feel our writing is not good enough, and we end up racking our minds for ways to make it better. Donât, itâll just make you more stressed and harder for you to write. Turn the critic brain off and just do as you like, editing comes later after all.
Set deadlines and keep them. Sometimes, putting pressure on your mind and encouraging yourself to finish a certain project before a deadline may push it to release the ideas youâve been holding.
Write down a list of your anxieties and problems which you think may be causing your writers block. After each, write a way in which you can make this anxiety or problem go away. This will make you feel more relaxed once you know your problems have a solution, making you less stressed and more free to write.
Work on several projects at a time. Some writers find it better to work on two things at a time as there is more of a chance youâll at least be able to write for one of your projects. Also, ideas from one of your projects may help influence ideas for the other.Â
Look up some writing excercises. Correct sentences, write from a basic prompt, or simply practice your cursive. Just get some words on the paper, cause eventually some of it is bound to be good writing or inspiration material.Â
Remember why youâre writing. Thinking back to why you started writing your story/fanfiction may help you remember that youâre doing this because itâs what you love to do, or a pairing that you love to ship. This will end up giving you a positive feeling about your writing and make you look at your writing with a more positive view, rather than a view branching from stress.Â
Take breaks every certain amount of time. Get writing what you can, even if âwhat you canâ is merely 2 sentences every 10 minutes. These breaks will give your brain some release and an opportunity to freshen up and get ready to go back to work.
Do some yoga poses. Try the dog, the warrior, or even some inverse positions. Stretch out your body to release the stress or tension of sitting on a desk chair all day.
Rant about your friend about how you canât write. Make a draft email detailing how annoyed you are at your mind for not cooperating and either send it or keep it as a draft. Either way, this method will help you let go of all that frustration youâve been keeping inside.Â
Get away from writing for a whole weekend, give yourself a whole 2 or 3 days free from writing to let your brain flowing with new ideas. If you have a new idea, jot it down in a notebook and put it away but do not under any circumstances sit down and write. This is your break, a chance to re-encounter your writing inspiration.
Punch something (preferably not a person). Grab a pillow, a stuffed animal or a backpack and just through punches at it like thereâs no tomorrow. This will help you relieve your stress.Â
Know what you write. Go back and investigate a bit further on your topic, whether it be Johnlock or the conflict in DRC. Investigate and learn as much as you can about the personality of characters or the events happening in the republic. This will most likely bring more inspiration.
Make an outline. If you already had an outline, pull it out and make corrections. Add, erase, overlap, plan out your whole paper. It doesnât matter if you change it along the way, the point is that now youâll have a clearer idea of what youâre doing.
Sudden character death. I am encouraging you to pull a Moffat and suddenly kill off a character. You donât have to keep it this way, but writing emotionally stressing scenes may let out emotions into your writing and maybe, if youâre a bit like Mark Gatiss, bring you pleasure over thinking about the readers pain.
Do some editing. Go back to the beginning of your work and start working on your editing process, even if youâre not even halfway through the story. Correct your mistakes and fix some loose ends. Looking back on your plot may bring new ideas for the continuation.
Kill off your lovelies. If there is a particular character or event you feel proud of, the most likely scenario is that you shouldnât have it there. Kill it off, erase it, leave it like that or re-do it.Â
Accept that your writing is garbage. Of course itâs not, but keeping in this mindset will probably turn off your critical eye and simply let you write. There is no such thing as perfect writing (although J.K. Rowling and Tolkien closely approached that line).Â
Donât go ahead of yourself. Donât think forward to the big fight thatâs coming once you finish this one particularly boring part, simply focus on the task at hand.
On the other side, jump forward. Work on the big event youâve been waiting to write for ages and do it, then come back and fill in the gaps. This may contradict the former tip, but hey every writer is different so I encourage you to try both.
Stop worrying about being original. Stop worrying about your work being to similar to that of other writers. Who cares? Every story is based upon another in some way, every fantasy story is said to somehow connect to Lord of the Rings, every single story in the world is supposedly influenced by one of the many topics Shakespeare covered. Stop worrying about plagiarism or being too lame, just write and stop caring about other authorâs work.
Put yourself in the shoes of the reader and come up with a list of questions they may ask, and answer them in your writing. Make sure your reader is left with no major doubts other than those you intended to leave hanging in the story.
Create a complex backstory to one of your minor characters. They may not matter much in the story itself, but writing a backstory and personality for a character which you may not have had many ideas about in the beginning will let you loosen up the creativity for other character writing.
Write headlines, chapter titles, small excerpts of poems or such to head every section of your book. Make them catchy and sticky, make them memorable. Once you do this, you will feel better about your writing and will be able to go back to work with a positive mindset.
Find your best time for writing. Some write early in the morning, other late at night. Find the time of the day in which you feel you write best in. Do this by spending a few days (preferably vacation or weekend days) trying to write at different times. Record how comfortable and inspired you feel at each, and finally determine which one works best for you.
Five minute more rule. If youâre tired of writing, tell yourself youâll write only for five minutes more. Then, after the five minutes are over, say youâll write for just five more. Before you know it, youâll have a whole chapter in front of you!
Imagine a teacher in some school is reading it out loud to a class, how does it sound? Does it make sense? Think about how the rest of your plot would sound like when read out loud to a class, and make edits accordingly.Â
Read your own work out loud. Record yourself reading your work, and then listen to it. Listening to your own story and identifying the feelings it wakens within you makes you more enthusiastic over writing more of the story.
Have a friend or family member interview you. Pretend youâre now a published author, you are at the bestselling authors and some magazine wants a feature about you. Have them ask you questions about your writing and your inspiration, and you answer as best as you can. The pure thought of getting as far as to get an interview is already enough motivation for some, but for others being able to talk about their work may help them find their inspiration once more.
Prevent interruptions. If youâre on a laptop, hide your internet browser. Hang a poster outside your door which says âdo not disturbâ, hand your TV remote to your roommate or mom and tell them to hide it from you. A distraction-free environment makes it a better environment to focus on your writing.
Break your story into smaller parts. Divide it into sections, and write one bit each day. This way the work load will be diminished and you will feel under less pressure.
Reward yourself. Every time you finish a chapter or even a paragraph, give yourself a little reward. This may vary between a small piece of chocolate to 3 minutes stretching. I donât recommend tumblr as a reward though, we all know itâs impossible to go on tumblr for just five minutes.
Lower the lighting of your screen. Some laptops have the feature to lower the light your screen lets out. Lower it as much as you can, so youâre not able to see what you type. This way you prevent endless edits to your work.
Read some stories or fanfictions. Reading other authorâs work can help inspire yourself to write and get it published.Â
Also reading the praise other authors receive may be an encouragement, as you think that when you finish youâll receive the same praise.Â
Talk to an imaginary friend. Thereâs no joking here, seriously. Forget about your readers, instead make up your own imaginary friend. This friend will be there to listen to you as long as you listen to them. It will be like creating a character you truly interact with. This will unleash your creativity.
Curse like a sailor. Just let out all your frustration with cussing. Make sure youâre alone, though, itâs not highly attractive when in a large crowd.Â
Stop writing for your readers. Write for yourself. Donât think about what the public will think, but rather write something you will feel good about, something youâll be proud about and think âyes, I wrote thatâ. Donât write to please others, write to please yourself.Â
Be messy. Write excerpts from chapter one of the book in one page and write excerpts from chapter 18 right after. Let yourself go messy, then piece the excerpts back together. In no time, youâll have a full story.
Donât worry about your grammar. To be honest, when I write I couldnât care less about my spelling (case in point: when I referred to a medical coma as a âcommaâ throughout a whole story). Let the words flow free like a jungle river, editing comes later.
Go through your photos, your reaction pictures, gifs or photoshoots of your favorite celebrities or shows. You never know where your inspiration will come from. Besides, looking at Tom Hiddlestonâs face for a prolonged amount of time will shoo away all writers block and fill your mind with flowers and rainbows.Â
Goof around. Complain on your blog (Hey, careful here, donât let 3 minutes of ranting turn into 2 hours of tumblring). Complain and complain until there isnât anything left for you to complain about. Then, get back to work.Â
Create a weird challenge. Challenge yourself to include at least 6 alliterations in each chapter, or 3 Supernatural references in each chapter. Make it a fun challenge youâd like to comply with, this way you look forward to the next chance you get to complete the challenge.
Lay down and listen to music. Let your mind flow away into world inspired by the lyrics of the songs. I personally sit down and listen to Josh Groban, his voice tends to take me to emotional situations, and I use those feelings to vent out into my writing. (I mostly write angst, whoops).
We all have what we like to call our âinner-criticâ. This is the annoying little voice in your head constantly telling you that your writing is not good enough, not orignial enough. Well, instead of listening to your criticsâ negative comments, get him/her on your side. Get them to comment positively on your work and boost your self esteem. Hey, itâs your inner critic, inside your mind, you control it after all.
Stare intensely at your work for a few minutes. Iâve done this before, I like to call it the âempty stareâ or the âSherlock sulkâ. Just sit, stare at your paper and think. Let the thoughts race into your head until you find one that works for you, and get back to writing.Â
Go out and buy pens. Pens are every writersâ secret pleasure, even those who write on the computer. Buy some pens, gel pens preferably, and just scribble with them a while.Â
Take an old notebook, close down your computer, and write. It doesnât have to be related to your story, just any outpouring thoughts. At least some of those thoughts will have to do with your story, right?
Before you even start writing, set up with everything you need. Iâm sometimes an OCD freak when it comes to my workspace. Set up thinks how you like them, organize the desk before you start, or chances are youâll get distracted by how disorganized your space is during the writing time. Boom, more writers block. *Tip: I keep a notebook, pens, and an open fanfiction on my phone to read if I get frustrated*
Kick-start the writing. Even with writers block, give yourself a kick in the butt and get yourself in gear. Let the first few paragraphs or sentences flow it smoothly, and then feel free to take ages with each individual word.Â
Write about uncomfortable things. If thereâs a certain topic which is uncomfortable for you to write about, such as your high school prom or sex, try writing about it. Sure, itâll feel a bit awkward, but itâll force your brain to work harder to get something onto the page, making it easier for you to write about the more normal things.
Try one of those daily challenges, such as the 30 day OTP challenge. If you simply canât write for your book/multi-chapter fic at the moment work on your daily OTP minific.Â
Sometimes, breaking your routine can be nice. Give your mind a break, change the surroundings, time, and general environment of your writing space all at once. This sudden change may waken the brain, as it has to get used to its new surroundings.
Ask your friends or family members topics or things they generally like reading about. Interview as many age groups as you can, try to get something each group is interested in into your story, you can feel more confident about your readers this way.
Be lazy. Write when you feel like it, but donât allow yourself too much of a wide berth. Write 1 sentence each 3 minutes, read books and listen to music in between and when you come up with an idea, you go and write it down. For some people, this is the most effective form of writing.Â
Ignore it. If youâre like me, and you never ever stop talking during the day, whether someone is listening or not, you should be able to at least try to ignore the writers block. Hell, if you can talk all day you should be able to do it with writing too! After all, itâs like talking but more permanent.Â
Remember just how short life is, how close you are to death and how little time you have to accomplish all you want in life. Despite being relatively pessimistic, this should get you right to work.
Go on YouTube and search natural noises, such as falling rain or crickets chirping. This gives you more chances to relax while working.Â
Remember all those writing tips your English teacher always gave you which you thought youâd probably never use? Use them. Go back to your old Middle School notebooks and look through the writing tips and the writing process. Apply them to your work.Â
GET SOCIAL (HaHa. Social). No, I donât mean going out and actualy talking to people, I mean going on Twitter and asking for suggestions for writing, what people would like to read about or simply fish for compliments. Hey, it might be annoying but it really does work to make you feel better about your writing.Â
Bring up one of your old works, and pull it up next to your current story. Compare then to now, and feel better about how much youâve improved in your writing.Â
But now that I think about it, going out and actually being a social human being might work. Talk to people, go out and arrive 15 minutes late to your writing schedule with Starbuckâs.Â
Threaten yourself. This honestly works. Tell yourself that if you donât finish at least one paragraph by the end of the next 10 minutes, you will not get desert that dinner. (Make sure to keep your threats, though. Challenging given itâs yourself. Try to get someone else to help you keep to your threats if you donât comply).
Start an inner debate, fight with yourself over the pros and cons of your work. Tell yourself âIf this worked, thenâŚâ and continue with a new plot idea. Even if youâre arguing with yourself, base your arguments on facts. Convince yourself that your plot is a good idea.
Start from the middle and move outwards. This sort of goes with the puzzle suggestion. Simply start from the middle of the story, or the climax, and start working downwards to the minor plot details.
Think positive. âI can finish this before ThursdayââThis is a fantastic plot!ââThis couldnât go wrong!â. Make yourself feel good before going on to writing. Working with a low perspective on your work is never good.Â
Consider your setting. Change it, play with it. Move the setting from a High School AU to a USS Enterprise Ship in space. After all, why not? It is your story after all.Â
Write short stories to keep to yourself. Donât show them to anyone, just keep them stored away to take a look at when you feel like you canât accomplish anything.
Keep a document with easy writing ideas. Some people, like me, have simple kickstarters which always manage to get our brains working immediately with ideas. Keep a document full of these, or just words that may invite your brain to develop backstories.Â
This one requires a bit more of time. Make a paper with 3 columns, in column 1 write a list of 20 random names. Column 2 is a list of 20 random actions (eats, plays, throwsâŚ). Column 3 is a list of random things (mangoes, lamp, dogâŚ). Remember to number each one in every column from 1-20. Using a random number generator or a dice, select one of each list. In the end, you should have sometimes like âSusan eats mangoesâ. Why does Susan eat mangoes? What lead her to have the mango in her hand? Make a backstory, include Susan in your story.
Write the general topic of your story in the center of a sheet of paper, and fold it in half right across where it says the topic. Turn it over so you can only see one half, and there write points for one alternate way for your story to go. On the other half, write another path your story could go through without looking at the other side. In the end, look at your brainstorms for each path and choose one. This gives you more chances to choose.
Treat it as a job. You work for The New York Times, you have a deadline in 1 hour, you have to write a whole article on the relationship between Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark. Do it, or youâll lose your job.
Doodle on a sheet of paper, draw things related to your story. Even if youâre a terrible artist (Case in point: me) just doodle some faces or stick figures. This generally helps me loosen up about my ideas.
Donât let your outside problems affect your writing. Block everything, your academic, social, family and general problems with your existence. This is your writing time, not a time for you to worry,Â
Go outside and jog with your pet, or simply spend some time with them. From personal experience, I can say that holding a cat in your lap while writing is honestly relaxing.Â
Take a risk. No story is fun without a sudden risk, such as killing off one of the favorite characters and seeing the reaction of the public. Go ahead, kill them, then bring them back, then kill them! It actually works really well with audiences (Ahem Doctor Who)
Make your descriptions better, give the reader the feeling of âshow not tellâ. Instead of writing âit was a red roomâ describe the colour, the feeling of the room. âIt had walls as red as blood, the angry paint strokes of a loversâ passion wiped all across the ceilings, the shelves, windows. It was a sea of red, of despair, of lost loveâ.
Turn it into a fairytale. Make a frog prince pop out of nowhere, a fairy godmother out of a corner, Rumplestiltskin out of somewhere in the shadows. Itâs your story, you canât be tamed.Â
Create a character which you can relate to. Make them a writer, write about their feeling while writing. Making yourself feel identified in a deeper level with your writing truly helps.
Go into writing programs. Some programs such as NaNoWriMo offer programs and interviews with bestselling authors who tell you the way to keep active in your writing and how to beat writerâs block. I guarantee their tips will be better than mine.Â
Make a family tree, or a relationship tree. Build it up nice and neat on a sheet of paper and start connecting every character to each other. Try to keep it simple, donât make one mans companion be the mother of his wife who is actually daughter of time. (River Song, ease up with your complicated plot line).
Keep a character locked up somewhere. Make them go away for a while, specially those frustrating characters. If Supernatural could get away with leaving Adam in the cage, so can you!
Simply remember: writerâs block doesnât last forever. Itâs temporary, and itâs something every single writer has had to go through at least once in their life. The trick is to keep calm, take deep breaths, and look ahead to the time in which you will be free of this horrible burden.
(+1) Donât. Just donât write for a few hours and let yourself procrastinate. Donât do it too often, though, thereâs only a certain number of times in which this will actually work.
I honestly hope this helped you get over your writerâs block, and just help you write in general. Iâm not the most expert of experts when it comes to beating writers block, but in the end Iâm a writer too so I know how it feels. Thanks for reading, and spread the word so other writers can see!
- Your fellow writer, Dani
my mine
god, what would i give what would i give just to kiss you again âour combo moveâ âour thingâ to kiss you to kiss you and bite your lip til you groan bite your tongue til you suck in that breath suck in that breath and surge forward push me into the mattress kiss me til weâre both breathless breathless on us god, what would i give what would i give to touch you again touch your beautiful skin trail my tanned fingers across your pality kiss your chest your stomach anywhere i can reach,                                     though you hate yourself                                     though you think youâre chubby                                                           Â                            (youâre not) i just want to tug on your hair again that blooming copper blush my little male empusa my charmander my charizard                     (better than a dragonite, no matter what you say) im not one for changing opinions but id do anything to have you back in my arms to stretch my arms across your wide back, those muscles you work so hard for god, youâre still mine youâll always be mine âonly if you want to itâs a dealâ its a stupid deal how dare you ask me that how dare you i want to suck on your neck like the first few times until the bruise blossoms that tag that label âMine.â i am no poet i am no artist like you but one day i will write you etch your name into the paper as i wish youâd etch your love into my skin as you used to
( x o x )

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His Leather Jacket
Trying to figure out what she was thinking.
She looks up at him as he smokes his cigarette.
The smoke curling and twisting about his face.
The warm Arizona wind whips her auburn hair around her small face....
soulmate
god, just fill me fill me with your love fill me with yourself fill me with anything thats not what i feel now i know im selfish im hoping youâre sad hoping youâre distraught even i hope youâve cried i hope youâve mourned the things we never did luna no. no. newcastle edinburgh god whatâs the point i hope youâre as sad as i am worse ? i hope i hope i wish i wish i wish tuesday never happened the part where everything stopped the part where the red string was cut oh god, and writing this writing this, i remember âsoulmateâ, you said âsoulmateâ, after such a short time well if i am your soulmate, as you lied  said things will be okay weâll get back back from the nothing the red string was never cut it has a knot, it got tangled like the movie you never saw that red string that ties us together red as your hair that red string if you were right you probably werenât it is tangled, never broken, never cut, always there haha writing this writing this has given me some sense of fucked up optimism three poems in one day, god, how pathetic all because of some shit you said in the early hours of the morning, delirious delirious on us, just as i was âsoulmateâ, you said soulmate Iâll hold on to that.
( x o x )