far out to sea and alone

The rookie mistake in fiction writing is assuming that short stories will be easier to write than novels because they're smaller. No. This is the equivalent to thinking that it's easier to make a pocket watch than grandfather clock. Short stories are complex engineering problems.

You need to find a way to pack all of the things that a story needs into a tiny like box without it overheating.

i know ilya is dyyyyying to bling shane out he’s typing cartier dot com into his iphone the moment he gets out of shanes car from the cottage after they get married he buys shane a four carat engagement ring that he knows shane will never ever wear but he likes to bring it out occasionally and slip it on shanes finger when they’re cooking so shane’s ring finger is weighed down while he’s chopping carrots into oblongs he one time is seriously in dm talks with an instagram chain artist to get shane an iced out cuban link with ‘24’ in diamonds before shane talks him out of it saying its literally a down payment for a house and ilyas like baby you are worth it. you are worth more. yuna and shane have that conversation from gilmore girls where shane is like “he bought me this bag…i think its called a birkin” and yunas like “a birkin bag? a birkin bag! a birkin bag for shane…” shane goes home and is like dont buy me fucking million dollar purses and ilya sulks that he’s spent years putting down money with his sales associate at hermes to get this opportunity shane asks if he bought all his girls a birkin and ilya very seriously responds you buy dior for your hoes. you only buy your wife a birkin. when shane finally breaks through his prison of masculinity he wears a tasteful curated selection of jewellery (a paperclip chain bracelet, a t-bar necklace and his wedding ring) that he only finds out the collective price of when a twitter account does some googling and finds out he’s wearing hundreds of thousands worth of white gold. shane’s version of this is wordlessly paying ilyas parking fines as they come in the mail

Im always like "i will not add my two cents. i will not add my two cents" but i cant lie the pennies are getting sweaty in my hand

youve taken the time to learn my attack patterns? what are you, gay?

i don’t have a five year plan because every two years i realize i need a different life

i'm full of love but i also have the hater's curse and once a day i gotta say some bitchy shit or i'll explode

steps out of the shower completely dry after parrying every drop of water with my bathroom greatsword