Dec 9, 2024
"you're a writer? what do you write?" uh-
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"you're a writer? what do you write?" uh-
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I think I accidentally channeled the spirit of (the very much alive) Stephen King for an hour or so haha OOOPS 🙈, that’s what @beandump contends, at least.
In other extremely related news, I accidentally created my first true OC, he exists for three paragraphs for the purposes of a single joke, and I am in love with him, he is my ancient surly child. Depending on audience reception...he may be back at some point. I’ve grown attached.
Started writing and got through 1 paragraph before starting to procrastinate
Me: *trying to write*
also me: * getting distracted by researching what the different rooms in manors are called*
I have never felt more alone in my entire life.
I have never felt this much physical and emotional pain.
I have never felt any of this.
Maybe it’s what I am meant to feel so that the next life will be better.
I am scared of everything and it haunts me.
Where did I go wrong?
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Hollow
Rugged raspy voice
Shallow whispering noise
Red dry burning eye
Struggle to sleep at night
Winded from every step
Feeling closer to death
Only liquid remedies
Too sore to hum melodies
Joints strain under weight
Nearing the end of fate
Memories causing liquid sorrows
None set in stone but I know
By tomorrow this vessal will be hollow.
When you’re trying to write an epic fight scene between two best friends but instead you open up another word document and write rhyming poem about the sun until 4AM
The Questions :-/
What are you writing?
Is that your diary?
Is it an essay?
Is it fanfiction?
Can I read it?
Can you read it to me?
How much have you done?
Are you finished?
Is it for a project?
Who’s that?
What's it about?
Can I just add something to it?
Can you put this?
Can I be a character in one of your stories?
Can I help you write it?
Can you write me something?
It’s nice to be interested, but if you keep asking the same things it does get annoying!!