Me: One day I’m gonna publish this book, and a there will be a whole fandom, and they’re gonna write fanfic and draw fanart, and Netflix will make it into a true TV show adaptation and everyone’s gonna know about it–
Family members: Whatcha working on there?
Me: nOThiNG
Someone: So what is your novel? Middle grade? YA? Adult? NA?
Me:
What’s the point of punishing ourselves for coming up with new WIP ideas every three minutes when we can be proud of our creativity and comforted that we’re never going to run out of ideas?
feel like pure shit just want to sit in a coffee shop with an open google doc and not write a single word
Guys I just realized the last supper was the first murder mystery dinner!!!
My Roman Catholic parents did not find this as funny and thought provoking as I did
MAILING MYSELF TO LONDON IN A BOX!! LEGIT NOT CLICKBAIT!!!!
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Dead cool
Carved and Stacked, Grise Fjord, Canada, 23 March 1989 by Andy Goldsworthy, 1989
In every color of every iris of every lover
The Mojave Desert
“In her guts a woman knows there is a deadliness in being the too-sweet self for too long.”
— Clarissa Pinkola Estés, from Women Who Run With the Wolves: Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype.
