5 YEARS SINCE GOOD OMENS S1 CAME OUT! 🥳❤🐍

Can I hear a wahoo?! :D <3

sorry i overreacted i had no idea everything would be fine

I don't really ever use Tumblr for advertising. But so many of the questions that come in about writing and plotting are answered in much more depth in my Masterclass. (Yes, you have to pay. They have also been answered here on Tumblr and over on my blog for free, but you will have to find them.)

It's been one of the most popular Masterclasses since its release in 2019, and these days I get to hear from people who published books and blame me, which is nice.

So consider this a rare commercial, mostly because it may actually make life easier for some of you.

Your library may give cardholders access for free through Hoopla. We do! Here's the link:

https://www.hoopladigital.com/television/masterclass-presents-neil-gaiman-teaches-the-art-of-storytelling-neil-gaiman/15484462

This link should work for any library that has Hoopla and offers the class :) If you're not sure just follow the link, click sign up, and search for your library (or, of course, ask your librarian!)

You always knew you dad used to be a villain, but you really weren’t expecting what you saw when you googled his villain persona.

Eric Andre is Jewish btw. I feel like a lot of people assume he isn't bc of racism or bc they assume every word out of his mouth is sarcastic but he is Jewish and has talked about it.

You spent your entire life swapping bodies between two people, a man and a woman, you can’t really tell which was originally you. But then something strikes you, its always been 50/50. So who is living your inverse life? You start leaving messages for them and they always leave replies.

You are stuck in a time loop, but you have no intention of ever breaking out of it. After literally millions of resets a new person appears in the loop and asks you why you are still in the loop.

MERLIN 2.12 ✗ 3.13

You don’t remember how you ended up in this bunker, or much of anything for that matter, however you’re pretty sure the “Don’t open” note on the exit door is written in your handwriting.

In case you need to hear it today...

Earlier today on Bluesky, I wrote about how—and I firmly believe this—no one is hard to love. That, if someone makes you feel that way, it’s entirely on them. And that love—in its myriad forms—never judges us by the small quirks and details of our less polished selves.

This is 100% the hill I will die on.

The thing is, I’ve often been told I am too much. I have too many feelings. (Like, you can just…remove some of them?) This used to bother me, until I realized that was someone else’s hangup. The reality is I have a very big heart and I am not shy about letting someone I know I care about them.

Why? Several reasons. One is that I am always true to myself, and I don’t believe in playing it cool. Another is that the world is a harsh mess, quite literally often on fire. It’s the warmth and love and the connection that help us through. And if a kind, honest word or gesture might matter to someone, I’m gonna do it. No hesitation.

I have also been the person who didn’t know how someone else felt, and that didn’t feel great. (Understatement.) And I never, ever want anyone else to feel that kind of awful confusion. Because by the time I did find out, it almost broke me. (Almost! I’m very stubborn.) So, if it’s within my power, no one else is gonna go through that.

Back to the beginning: no one is hard to love. Are we mutuals? Do we chat? I can rattle off at least three things I love about you, if asked. Hell, even if you don’t ask, I might randomly tell you anyway. Because ninja compliments make everyone smile!

I am always deeply happy when I get to show my affection for someone. It makes my heart happy. And the reverse is true, too: I am deeply happy to be cared about. It’s affirming. And yes, it also quiets the voices in my head that pop up, from time to time.

You are, right now, more loved than you probably know. So, consider this a reminder, from a weird little witch woman shouting on the internet.

none of you see my vision

SPELL SEVENTEEN

“I shall grant three wishes, but you cannot wish for… Actually, fuck it. You get infinite wishes and no rules, let’s see where this goes.”