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Nobody warns you that writing a slow burn means YOU also have to suffer for 300 pages waiting for them to just kiss already

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Handing the Google executive currently chained in my basement a piece of paper that reads "Shall I end your torture?" with one checkbox that reads "No" and another that reads "Maybe later."
"There's no hope for the future." And that's how they felt during the Atomic Age, during the World Wars, during the Enlightenment Revolutions, during thr plagues, during the Viking raids, during the fall of Rome.
Yet, we persisted.
CS Lewis had something to say about this
Been feeling a bit hopeless of late. Wasn't expecting to stumble across a quote that would fundamentally alter my perspective and make me cry during my lunch break but here we are
This is an excellent sentiment.
Nevertheless, we persisted :)
RIP Sisyphus he would've loved emails.
"youve already written that trope" yesss. i like it a lots. i will be writing it again. 1000 stories of the same trope over and over again for ten million years

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I am so tired of short-attention-span, trim-the-fat culture. All writing advice these days is for how to write like Chuck Palahniuk. "Cut 'think', cut 'feel', cut 'wonder' - only action, only pushing forward, show and move and move and move." What if I could emulate this style, and still don't want to? What if I want to write like Henry James, with three paragraphs of introspective musings between each dialogue line? The music advice is, "make it shortform, make it Tik-Tok compatible, make it punchy, hit the refrain as soon as possible." What if I want that 10-minute prog rock piece? What if I want that symphony? What if I want it slow and luxurious and lazy? Movies. Series. Poetry. Bodies. Everything is "trimmed trimmed trimmed trimmed, stripped bare, you have three seconds to win me over, make it airport chic." I don't want to win you over, then, I guess. I want the fat left it. I want the pleasure and the indolence and the indulgence. Fuck this art-advice that's always "your art needs Ozempic."
People have overused Catholic Guilt to the point they cannot recognize the clear and haunting Protestant Shame in front of their eyes. that character Knows they could have worked harder
One thing that worries me about the use of AI is whether or not it can worsen people's dementia and alzheimer's in the future. When my grandmother was first diagnosed, we got her math activity books. Now, my grandmother never had a formal education, but we did our best to keep her sharp, get her to do math and writing activity books, sudokus, playing board games that required some level of strategizing with her. Her family is prone to alzheimer's and dementia (both her siblings had it and deteriorated very very very quickly, which yeah, scares the shit out of me being her granddaughter) but she was the one whose mind lasted the longest, she only passed away two years ago, at 88, ten whole years after her initial diagnosis and sure, she had forgotten things, recipes and where she put her glasses and appointments, but she never forgot any of us, ten whole years in, she still remembered us. Now, this may have been luck, but doctors always said the constant mental work + companionship + medicine helped her a lot. So I'm thinking, these people who are now relying on AI for everything, from email-writing to thinking what's for dinner to casual conversations, I've even seen people rely on it to calculate what time they should leave their house if they need to be at a place at a specific time and their commute lasts X number of minutes. As if that's not... the simplest math operation possible? You shouldn't even need a calculator for that!!! Idk I don't know how long it'll take us to see the effects of this + exposure to brain-rotting short form content that is completely meaningless + people addicted to right-wing conspiracy style media. Idk I'm very worried. Please, read, read complicated books! Take up a book on philosophy and try to decipher it and make your own opinions on it, please buy a maths activity book and relearn how to do math, please get a hobby that involves lots of thinking and concentrating. PLEASE!!!
As a neurologist, I’ll give you the pretty name for it: cognitive reserve.
The way I explain it to my patients is that our neurons don’t regenerate. They make connections with each other and that’s it. If you don’t use your brain, they make fewer connections and, if one of them dies, you’re gonna miss it, because that was the only one that knew how to do X. Now, if each one of them has many, many connections, you won’t notice the difference when one of them dies. The others pick up the slack.
As of 2024, 45% of dementia risk factors are modifiable. Relevant to this conversation, 5% for less education and 5% for social isolation.
We absolutely are going to see the reflection of this, but it’s gonna take decades and it’ll be too late. So, for the love of your brain, pretend that it’s a muscle and make it work. People complain about “when am I ever gonna use this maths formula in my life?” You’re not. You’re teaching your brain to think logically. Those sinapses will be there for when you need to figure out your week’s schedule. English classes taught me how to interpret data and how to convey it in this text so it’s clear and you understand what I’m saying, not because I needed to justify why the curtain is blue.
Make your brain know how to do different things. Logic games, puzzles, taking care of a garden even if small, planning a church’s event or birthday, learn a new instrument, learn a few words in another language, look at a calendar every day, do some manual labor if possible. Do not, I repeat, do not let your brain get rid of sinapses by letting AI do everything. Your brain uses 20% of your body’s energy — do you really think it’s going to maintain connexions that aren’t in use?
Most cases of Alzheimer’s are sporadic, meaning no family history. Family history of a first-degree relative with Alzheimer’s starting before they were 80yo increases your risk in 2-3x on average.
TLDR: Yes. From the knowledge we have today, AI will increase the number and severity of dementia cases.
ever since i was a little girl i’ve had dreams of becoming an eccentric middle aged man
tragic when a thing gets hate for being 'woke trash' and you look into it and its not even that woke. like cmon man i was promised monacle popping gay commie propaganda. this is just a video game with a woman in it.

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Every time an author reassures readers that the smut is skippable I sigh a disappointed sigh. This is not a reassurance. Why would anybody who likes smut want to read smut that was only included as an afterthought and has no impact on the narrative? Insulting. Just don't write it at all if you're not going to make it matter.
Do you ever write a sentence and then realize “Nah, that’s too self aware for you” and backspace a bunch of times.
[ID: tumblr tags reading: *has character development* Woah (all caps)!!! not yet pal /end ID]
So this story I'm writing, the basic premise is "intense queer teenage romance is doomed by circumstances and inexperience but they reconnect thirty years later and tentatively try again." I've outlined the basic trajectory of their lives during that thirty year gap and they both go through some traumatic experiences, and on the one hand, I KNOW that it's going to work better narratively to not write out what goes on during their time apart, that it's going to have a bigger emotional impact for the reader to have Character A say to Character B in part two of the story when they're reconnecting, "Yeah, so I was kinda coerced into sex work for a while, but it's NBD, it was a long time ago," so that the reader can feel the shock and guilt that Character B feels in that moment. I KNOW THAT. And I'm going to have a hard enough time getting this story to a reasonable, publishable length with everything I already want to include, there simply isn't space to write out all my characters' trauma.
But as an angst lover, I want to write that trauma SO MUCH. In my more delusional moments, I like to think, "I will publish this story for realsies and people will love it and they will love it so much they'll write fanfics about it." Because that thirty year gap (and also the alternating POV that I'm using) is such a ripe opportunity for fanfic and I would love to see how other people imagine filling in those gaps. But also maybe I will publish it for realsies and people will love it and write fanfics about it and maybe also I can secretly write fanfics about my own story and then I can write out those deliciously traumatic moments that I keep daydreaming about.
art is just iteration and reiteration and this one single paragraph changed my life
I failed to notice the original tweet below and i just assumed this post was just about the artistic process in general, not nsfw art specifically, and just accepted that yeah sometimes you gotta rub that thang till the job is done
honestly just a good mindset in any creative endeavour
one of my college besties described this as "procrasturbation" and it lives with me to this day

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The protector Archetype!!
✮ Standing slightly in front of whoever they love in a crowd without noticing they do it
✮ The threat assessment that runs automatically in every new room they enter
✮ Learning everyone's allergies preferences fears exits on the first meeting just in case
✮ The voice that goes very quiet and very calm when something is actually wrong
✮ Absorbing conflict before it reaches the people they've decided to shield
✮ The violence they are capable of living quietly beside the gentleness they choose
✮ Remembering every person who ever hurt someone they loved with a precision that never fades
✮ Saying I'm fine through injuries that are not fine because worrying people feels worse than pain
✮ The tenderness that exists beneath the armor that only specific people ever get to see
✮ Being the person who stays sober at the party without being asked because someone should
✮ Noticing the shift in someone's energy before they've said a single word about what's wrong
✮ The apology they give for being overprotective that doesn't fully reach the eyes
✮ Carrying the weight of keeping everyone safe and never naming it as a weight
✮ The flaw of loving people in ways that leave no room for them to need anything from anyone else
✮ Fighting for everyone else's right to be soft while never allowing it in themselves
✮ The exhaustion visible only in private when the door is finally closed and no one needs anything
✮ Needing to be needed in a way that is both a gift and a wound
✮ The person who finally protects them back and the way that completely undoes them
✮ Having kept everyone safe for so long they don't know who they are when there's nothing to protect against
✮ Being someone's safe place and never having learned they were allowed to have one too
"The trouble is we have a bad habit, encouraged by pedants and sophisticates, of considering happiness as something rather stupid. Only pain is intellectual, only evil interesting. This is the treason of the artist; a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain."
—Ursula K. Le Guin