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so real for this
the problem with reading and writing leading to a strong vocabulary is that you tend to know the vibe of words instead of their meanings.
if I used this word in a sentence, would it make sense? absolutely. if you asked me what it meant, could I tell you? absolutely not.
Random idea I just had:
Imagine, if you will, a genie. A good genie who would even twist wishes to make them better, but the person who summoned them is the biggest dumbass in the universe. Now the genie must figure out how they can twist the wishes so the idiot remains unharmed.
When you find that song that resonates with your plot and you just listen to it on repeat while imagining your story.
I wish I had a little goblin assistant to help me write.
Love writing my traumas into my characters. It's like therapy, but more convoluted.
Writing is like bargaining your first child to a fey except the child is your energy and the fey is everything but writing.
I don't plan my stories. It's all just vibes.
So many ideas, not enough energy. O writing muse, why has thee cursed me in such a way?
Writing is like a sport except I'm playing against myself.
Anyone else has a brain that's giving them story idea after story idea, but none of them click? The hyperfixation isn't hyperfixating.
Me misspelling a word and deciding to keep it misspelled: no no no, it's a character trait now.
Y'all, imagine how incredible it would be to be both a writer AND a necromancer. You can just telepathically write your books. And not just that! Imagine the efficiency!
Skeleton number one, write this cool plot I have in my head! Skeleton number two, make a tumblr post about how cool it is to be both a writer AND a necromancer!
Imagine, if you will, a world where you have a little creature to write your books for you. The creature in my head coming up with ideas is not enough. I need MORE. MORE CREATURES!
Anyone else just liked to write fancy words for fun?
This is in one of my fanfics. "It's all a fleeting, effervescent blip in a desultory cosmic scheme of a frilly amphibious deity."
Is this the consequence of being a writer?
"why do you know that" i am a writer
"why do you know that" i am curious about the world around me
and I am simultaneously both
There are two types of writers:
1. 'It's fiction, it doesn't need to make sense!'
2. 'I didn't account for the rotation of the planet and how that affects the constalations while my characters stargazed at different times of year, I have failed as a writer, and this entire thing is trash'
really wish tumblr would stop calling me tf out
do you ever re-read your own wips like 'damn the bitch that wrote this oughta finish it'
Aka: me rn ππ§ππ§π
Me: *on tumblr, minding my business*
My next chapter, sitting unfinished:
me planning out my story: this will be so straightforward and easy!
me writing: why is there a subplot about flour?
The process of writing a book fanfiction
found out apparently if you want to consume content of your own original characters and stories you usually have to make that content? fucked up if true