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@justjokering / justjokering.tumblr.com

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types of writers

The Lore-ist 

  • has detailed if not meticulous notes on the universe they’ve created, down to the food eaten and language quirks, they use mythos and setting to bring it all together
  • most of the character’s backstories are already loving laid out, though may not be all connected yet. 
  • Has yet to write a full chapter. (But they’re getting there!)

The Bae

  • Story is centered around a complex and engaging OC that they’ve spent years developing
  • said OC has been through A Lot, the love is real, so is the pain
  • OC may sort of be a loser? ie the story is a character-driven piece where the plot is moved ahead by said character’s bad decisions and questionable habits

The Researcher

  • akin to the lore-ist but spends more of their time on wikipedia articles jotting down notes and things like how much a watermelon weighs 
  • Everything from knowing Too Much about child-care to how a body decomposes or flapper chest-binding is on the table, their breadth is large and Should Be Feared
  • takes a long time to start but make the most of their words, from spot-on sci-fi to history to murder, readers will learn something on the way

The Lemon Flavored Factory

  • alright take it back now y’all, this writer has written enough smut to make a tom cat blush, they can write other things too, and often well, but there will inevitably be bed-rattling at some point (or car or shower)
  • either unusually creative or just sticks to classics like Aliens Made Them Do It, neither is necessarily bad but there is oddly little in between
  • their author’s notes tend to be hilarious or at least very self-aware

The Word Vomit Canoe

  • action oriented writer who spews out the words before they know what is happening, no plans, no outlines, 10k of the first thing that comes to mind, sometimes things like ‘maybe dragons?’ & they go with it
  • their strengths are productivity, weaknesses are not knowing what the hell is going on
  • style is marked by fast-paced tone and downright impressive word count

The Muse

  • their inspiration doesn’t come as often, but they are always listening for her & redy 2 go
  • update schedule is…sporadic at best, but makes up for it with long chapters and clean editing
  • Will write 30 pages in a day and then take a few months off, enjoys one-shots but can do longer works
  • doesn’t have the best sense of time and when they are in The Zone may forget to eat or shower
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justjokering

@not-poignant ur definitely at least lore-ist(the first part), bae, and lemon lol

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I know there are a lot of people terrified of a Trump presidency for a lot of reasons, but some of the most vibrant horror I’m seeing is coming from young queer people. These people were in middle school or grade school when Obama was first elected, when Glee came on with its revolutionary act of portraying a blatantly Disney-saccharine gay love story. RuPaul and Ellen are huge tv stars, Sulu owns Facebook. RENT is a musical theatre standby performed in high schools. Marriage equality and bathrooms have been their biggest fights. So this? Looks like the apocalypse.

It’s not. Within my lifetime, a president laughed at hundreds of thousands of people dying of AIDS. Within my lifetime, that was a death sentence, not a footnote on a Grindr profile. Within my lifetime, “transsexuals” only existed as cruel punchlines. The only trans guy I had even heard of at 19 was from a movie about him being murdered. Ellen was a pariah who had lost her show for coming out. Being gay was career suicide if you were anything but a hairdresser. It was automatic dishonorable discharge from the military.

This is not saying Trump couldn’t undo a lot of that. But not all of it. And even if, EVEN IF he did? Queer people survived. Flourished. Got to where it is now. And where it is now includes a younger generation who will not go back, and in another 20 years, will be the CEOs, the senators, the governors, the president.

If you don’t give up.

Don’t you fucking dare give up.

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I’m terrified of this culture I see on tumblr which dictates that if a person does something wrong, or makes a mistake, or displays a moment of ignorance they are trash and worthless and deserve to be torn to shreds. A human being does not stop being a human being because they said something stupid. The idea that we should all aspire to a very specific sense of social and ideological purity or we deserve to die is dictatorial and frankly frightening.

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Najih Al-Baldawi hugged a suicide bomber attempting to blow up a Shrine in Iraq’s Balad area. His action cost him his own life as the suicide bomber detonated, but it saved the lives of dozens of others. (Source)

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Why do I only come on tumblr to complain about my problems: a short story

Sometimes I wish I was different. I wish I was a better writer, I wish I was a better artist, but most of all I wish I would try to be those things. Why? Why don't I try? Why don't I just do it? I have so many ideas, and I want so very badly to create them into existence. What am I lacking? Is it motivation? Am I afraid that no one will like it? Am I afraid that I won't like it... For it to not turn out exactly how envisioned in my mind feels like a failure. I want to be confident in my skills but I can't get to that point because the process of getting there is the opposite of what I want. But this is such a warped way of thinking... In my mind a story is made up of pictures, not words. How can I expect to write a symphony if the inspiration is a ballet. How can I draw a picture that in my mind is an image that is constantly changing and never clear. My hands and eyes must interpret those images into words and lines to form figurative or literal stories. And yet in all this, I still do not understand how to accept the way things are without giving up. If I don't perform at the level I need to perform at, I'm a failure. If I use some sort of aid like rough tracing or a writing style, I'm a cheat and shouldn't bother. It's not real. These things should just flow through my hands and I should be happy with whatever comes out. I should "write whatever I want", "draw whatever I want". But what's the point if I know I will be dissatisfied with the results, no matter what? I fight with myself to be worthy to be myself, to do what I want. Why is it the intricate scenery in my mind comes out as poorly drawn lines? Why does the dramatic saga turn into cliches? And why don't I have an answer to these questions? I just want to make art... but I'm afraid, and I won't let me. What my own hands create is shameful. It's illogical, but knowing that doesn't make a difference... I'm afraid it will always be this way. Where nothing is good enough. I have to chase away those dreams before they turn into nightmares and I find myself awake. I wish I could blame it on "nobody likes it, nobody will read it", and while that may be true and may be something I think about... I can't help but hate what I've created, before I create it. And I wish I didn't.

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