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That's literally me.
Every. Fucking. Chapter.
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Sometimes the plot IS as simple as “I never knew about this because it wasn’t written anywhere.” Beating myself up over not having a complicated enough plot will be the death of my writing😭
Yesterday I hit 150 pages on my WIP! (Single spaced, size 12 Times New Roman font)
Writing Prompt #016
Person A: “Is… is that your blood, B?”
Person B: “…yes.”
Person A: “You’re lying. If that was your blood, you’d be dead.”
Person B: *runs into the bathroom and locks the door*
Person A: “You, uh… you wanna talk about it?”
Person B: “If I wanted to talk about it, I’d go to a therapist.”
Person A: “To be fair, I’m a lot cooler than a therapist. Besides, I’m pretty sure they’re supposed to report that stuff.”
Person B: “You know it’s not my blood… how can you even look at me without disgust?”
Person A: “Because it’s you. I know whatever you did, you had a good reason to do it.”
I am the shadow you fear to name,
the fire you bury deep in shame.
I crawl beneath your fragile skin, a war you lost before it could begin.
I taste the blood you try to hide,
the crack inside where you confide.
I gnaw at bones, I tear at truth,
the beast unmasked, reclaiming youth.
I rage, I spit, I drag you down — a whisper turned to brutal sound.
You lock me out, but I break through,
the darkness bred and born in you.
I am the poison, cold and sharp.
the bleeding wound, the shattered heart.
No chains can bind, no voice can quell,
I am your wrath. I am your hell.
– Okeanis
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3 things I regularly do on here, while writing a fanfic
1: stare at cats
2:realize Im off task
3: go back to writing
Oh boy oh boy guys so close to my vacation! And you know what that means Plane time! And you know what that means? Hours without distractions so I have packed up all needed resources needed for writing and hope for the best
Sometimes i feel really selfish having to put off plans to help my friends in favor of my stories
I dont know if I should, but I do
Like yes, these stories are important to me and I need to spend time on them
And yes I barely HAVE that time so if I have any free day I can dedicate to it, I WILL
But at the same time theres a little worry in my head that I'll end up too absorbed in my story and become one of those pretentious writers (think a more realistic Brain Griffin) and that scares me
