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"Scientists and artists are the world's noticers. Their job is simply to notice what other people cannot."
Frank Oppenheimer
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Quiero arrancar las palabras encerradas en mi pecho, aquellas letras caóticas que nunca pude darles un sentido. Quisiera que lleguen a ti y que les dieras un significado.
Norxaki
En el silencio
me escucho
y me digo
que hacer
desde el futuro.
i just read a comment on tiktok where someone said that, as karnak stated they would sing about what they dreamed to be, wtwn is just ocean saying that she *wants* to become better than everyone else but internally knows she's not and i literally just went thousand yard gaze oh my god.
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Muchas veces pienso so en la fragilidad de las almas, en la caída de las palabras que no se dicen, pero que al mismo tiempo gritan entre las pupilas; como si en ese último esfuerzo se escondiera el deseo más profundo de ser salvado.
¿Pero salvados de qué? Si sabemos que hemos llegado hasta aquí por méritos propios. Que en cada beso, en cada caricia, en cada “te amo”, íbamos escarbando agujeros en el corazón para llenarlos de aquella persona, sin siquiera vernos plenos por nosotros mismos; apostándole únicamente a la buena suerte y al destino.
Qué incapaces somos de asumir que, cuando esos agujeros que ganamos con tanto amor quedan vacíos, nos toca llenarlos con amor propio. Y entonces la fragilidad se vuelve aún más palpable, porque aquello que parecía inofensivo y bajo control ahora es una bomba de tiempo en el pecho, a punto de estallar.
…..Pero, al final, sanará.
E ilusos como somos, volveremos a extraviarnos en la absurda idea de un amor perfecto… y volveremos a caer.
The greatest illusion
A bit of a personal post, but I’ve been thinking a lot about writing lately. It’s no secret I’ve been struggling with words and putting out fics. A lot of it boils down to wanting to be a good writer and storyteller, while recognizing I still have a long way to go. I treat every work I start as a learning experience, trying to hone my writing voice and style. But of course, I’m plagued by doubts and insecurities every step of the way.
I know it’s because I think too much about what others will think of it:
Will they like it? Is this something people will enjoy? Maybe I should make it more descriptive. Maybe I should include more dialogue. Do I lean into the crack or do I go for something serious? Let’s do popular tropes so people read it.
By the end of it, I often end up hating the fic or completely losing the essence of what I wanted to do in the first place. As well as thinking, I’m actually getting worse at writing.
And then of course, we have the kudos and comments. I actually try to not look into statistics too much but I do relate the amount of kudos or comments to the value of my fic. Low engagement must mean my writing sucks. Right?
I know how dumb that sounds.
So what’s the point of this post. I don’t know. Just to say I’ve been writing more for myself these past couple of days and have actually found joy and excitement in it again. Maybe my fics will be more about what I like to read and what I enjoy. And just hope that they’ll find their readers somewhere out there. In the meantime, I’ll have fun with it.
