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🔦: Did you learn anything while writing it? About yourself? About writing?

so much about writing! i mentioned before this is the first finished thing i’ve written of this length so definitely i learned a lot about like, the very basic fundamentals of writing fiction. especially about pushing through the boring (to me) sections to get through to the parts i really was excited to write. also i tried actually outlining before i started so that was new hahah and definitely something that i know now that i Need to do going forward

🎵: Did you have a playlist/piece of music that went with this story? 

omg yes i have SEVERAL playlists lol one of them is all hindi music (im south asian so it’s like 50% of what i listen to), the other one is super long but a couple specific songs that i listened to a lot throughout are: winterbreak & stayaway - muna; 8 (circle) - bon iver; forever rain - RM; tonight (i wish i was your boy) - the 1975. also this should really go without saying but so much taylor swift lmao 

aa thank you my dear!! for this fandom I’ve gotta go with “we let precious time go by” but I wrote a piece for wynonna earp that got to the semi-finals of a fic contest that’s also one of my favorites called “There’s A Road Left Behind Me”

though I really really like the piece I’m writing now even if it has gotten away from me (9k words and we haven’t met Dani yet whoops) and here’s a little snippet from it that I’m particularly partial to because I’ve been looking for a an excuse to talk about this fic:

[Jamie] Understands the sting of pouring her love, her nourishment into a leafling only to watch it die. It’s only natural. A necessary part of cyclical mortality, she reminds herself. She is witnessing a microcosm of life, when last year’s daffodils become fodder for this year’s marigolds.

On occasion, she will disrupt the preordained order of things, trimming away live, weak stalks to encourage more robust growth. There is risk in doing so, she knows, damaging a fragile thing to ameliorate its wellbeing. There is always the chance of cutting too much or too little, the chance for bacteria to prey on the plant’s vulnerability, the chance a mistake will leave a vicious scar.

But, Jamie muses, is it worth the risk, the damage, to be able extricate oneself from burdensome excess? To cut away a part that no longer serves to benefit the organism but is, in fact, hindering its progress?

Yes,​ Tamara informs,notunkindly.