#writer posts

The sky slowly darkens into a deep cool red, and a gaping hole slowly tears open into the shape of a giant “❌”. Laughter can be heard, maniacal and completely insane, as blurred creatures jump through and quickly fall out of view behind trees. At the same time as their descent, a building rises up with chunks of the ground rising too. It’s an almost perfect one-for-one model of the maze-like glowing mansion PT made a hologram of, by the colors of the walls are a deep blue with rainbow hues of grout running through.

When it reaches its destined spot, a loud thunder-like sound is heard art send shockwaves across Gravity Falls… soon followed by weirdness waves that mutate creatures, and bring random objects to life. A water tower’s lid opens and screams before beginning to move, and goat grows to be 100 times its original size. It’s finally come to fruition…

Everyone big and small, may I welcome you…

TO WEIRDMAGGEDON.

Okay, so you’re interested in writing and want to write a short story/poem/book. How do you do that? The first thing you’ll need is an idea. 

Ideas can come naturally to some people, whereas for others, it can be the hardest thing in the world. This post is mainly for people who find it hard or not exactly that easy to come up with ideas, but anyone’s free to come and take a look. 

This also doesn't necessarily work for everyone, this is just something that usually helps me in coming up with ideas!

Reading your favourite books

Going through the blurb of your favourite book can help a lot when it comes to coming up with ideas! What about the idea of that book drew you in? Was it the romance? The fantasy? The action? The high stakes? Go on and make an idea inspired by it! Just don't copy, nobody likes people who plagiarize.

2. Put a new twist to an already introduced idea or a cliché

Clichés aren't bad and when executed properly, they can actually be quite fun to read! Let's be honest though, a lot of us are quite tired of the same old, same old, "bad boy and good girl" and the "rich dominant CEO and the shy cute MC" (I'm not looking at Fifty Shades of Grey, what are you talking about?). Go wild! Maybe the bad boy was possessed the entire time and the good girl has to help him? Maybe the shy cute MC has a dark history of blood and murder, with her next target being the CEO? I don't know, go nuts!

3. Write about something that you badly want to see in fiction, but can never find.

Be the change you want to see! You want a book with diversity, like an aromantic character or an autistic MC? Write it! Want a proper enemies-to-lovers romance but can't find it anywhere? Write it! Write about ideas that bring you happiness! Something that you really, really want to see happen! Don't wait around for anyone else to do it, do it yourself!

(from a tired non-english person with an underdeveloped vocabulary but too many emotions) written as a ‘to do’ list

i want to write complex, meaningful characters, situations and lessons. i want to force the world to see itself, to understand, to accept. 

i want to see people, to understand, to accept. i want these people to become my next inspiration, my role model, my lesson. i want cultures and languages to reveal themselves to me, to make a normal morning out of discovering the secrets of those before us, the potential and unseen power of those that will come.

i want to make people see the beauty of history. the mystery of science becoming normal study evenings. the complexities of art across all those cultures that school refuses to tell you about. religion as a form of understanding the nature of humans, while acknowledging the obvious patriarchal “undertones”, as well as intercultural, interracial and inter-religious forms of living and the knowledge that there are things that we don’t understand (along with the fact that we all need to know that 1) there isn’t just one form of worship and 2) you don’t need to worship something or someone to have faith and belief.)

i want psychology as the knowledge available to anyone across the globe because we have the right to know ourselves and to question our place in this world without spiraling into twenty existential crises. 

and if we’re here i also want a society where we don’t have to fight for living. and this comes through education and art. art, for one, has been the main catalyst for major changes in society (and if it wasn’t, it still shared certain beliefs across time) and we’ve been fed (and the others before us) propaganda through art since forever. we need a way to see between the lines and think for ourselves.

here comes education. i bet every one knows at this point that if we want to know something we have to search it for ourselves because school is not going to tell us anything. and the reason for that is 1) some people don’t even know how and 2) the ones that know don’t want to. they keep us in the dark hoping that we will just slide over the oppression and be their dumb little puppies, just following the orders. i believe we are past the time that we raise against this absolute bullshit. we deserve to know.

i want people to stop comparing history to our present when it comes to our rights. is not ‘better than it was 200 years ago’, is not ‘enough’. it’s never enough! we call ourselves a civilized society and then they take away our basic needs and putting all of us in this awful boxes that have no right to exist. it’s just pure hate, it’s not ‘a easier way of explaining people’, we don’t need to be explained. we need to live without being hated, oppressed, discriminated. the whole shithole of a ‘society’ is just a really big bad joke at this point.

i want love between people, i want understanding and compassion. 

i want to see diversity in its full meaning and power. i want all the complexities and beauty of humanity. i want race and sexuality, i want neurodiversity and disabilities, i want love and compassion. what’s the point in writing if you’re not gonna talk to each and every human being somehow, as little as you can? there’s no point otherwise 

because i’m tired of this world, and this hatred, this shitshow of a life. maybe that’s too much to say. maybe there is some sense in my life, but i swear i just can’t see it. 

i want to write real people. real living loving people that are intimate and beautiful inside and out, and just run with them into the sunset

people that love others and themselves, that kiss each other as greeting, that have their own problems and that don’t know how to deal with them but that don’t use it as a hate machine. i want all the boxes gone. i want safety and existence, not meaningless survival. i want all that toxicity gone 

the hate that we see every day is disgusting no matter from what point you watch it. the ignorance this society has been ‘blessed’ with it’s making any open-minded person sick. we are at one point in history where we’re making every possible mistake and just rolling with it and then being actually surprised that the consequences are showing up to teach us a lesson