Something I Have Always Found Really Weird Is When English Texts Italicize Words From Other Languages.

i hate how you get desensitized to the cool stuff in your WIP if you've been writing it for a long time so when you read back over it you're like "this isn't as cool as i thought :(" but it still is! you just read it too many times

What else can we do? Stay strong folks 💜

To The Person I Returned The Expensive Shirt To - Jordan Bolton

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What's the worst trap you see amateur writers falling into?

Not appreciating the whole story.

Scroll around "Writing Tumblr" for a few hours and you'll see something to the effect of "I was daydreaming about this big fight/plot twist/dramatic irony, but I hate writing all the stuff leading up to it!"

Everything leading up to the big third act is treated as an obligation. The 'homework' before you get to the 'fun part.'

See this enough times, and you start to realize why you see so many stories meandering around for the first two acts until they can have their big, dramatic climax. You start to see why everything that isn't a Baysplosion is considered "filler" now.

If you're only into writing to write memorable third act reveals, then everything you write is going to be terrible.

There's a video by Noralities going over an old anime, which she admits she hated at first because she was skipping the episodes that were dubbed "filler" by some idiot, and her friend who suggested it to her had to sit her down and tell her that the filler was some of the best parts. And she was in disbelief about that.

"A character-based show feels worse when you watch only the plot episodes and none of the character episodes? Say it ain't so!"

It is a moment of spectacular brainrot in what is otherwise an S-Tier Youtuber, because it's such a basic concept that some people will weirdly fight you on.

Character moments, slow moments, things that might be considered boring to a hyperactive, plot-obsessed weirdo, these are all important. Trying to have a big grand plot without these things is like trying to build a bridge without supports. If you don't have as much of a deep love for those things as you do for the big fight scene at the end, you're going to make shit, because you don't actually like writing.

There are entire genres of storytelling that don't have villains, fight scenes, or dramatic plot twists. There are NO genres of storytelling that don't have characters and character relationships as a core component of them.

a lil poem i wrote while procrastinating my schoolwork

A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.

Cut Through The Noise

Even as the strike ends, the Palestinian genocide has not.

Now more than ever, there are so many conflicting voices. People with their own self-serving, hateful motivations speak over us, and sometimes our own voices can turn against us. We may feel like our voice isn't enough or we aren't doing enough.

This is why it's so important to learn to shut down that noise. No matter how much people scream that what we're doing is useless or a waste of time, keep talking. Keep talking about Palestine. Keep talking about Palestine for as long as this goes on, both online and in real life. If Israel won't end their genocide, we won't end our protest.

Below is a list of what you can do and the poem transcript.

Check and spread this post which contains a comprehensive list on how to help Palestine.

Learn about the history of Palestine and how the displacement and eventual genocide of Palestinians started in 1948.

Learn more about Palestine, the myths surrounding it and the arguments debunking it.

Boycott companies who are either directly or indirectly supporting and finding Palestine's genocide.

Click a button to raise funds for UNRWA – an organisation aiding Palestinian refugees.

Attend a protest.

Help Gazans stay connected by purchasing eSims for them.

Donate to the following organizations – any amount, no matter how small, goes a long way:

UNWRA

Care for Gaza

Medical Aid for Palestinians

Palestine Children's Relief Fund

Islamic Relief

Here's another post detailing more charities you can donate to

And most importantly of all: Don't Stop Talking About Palestine! However you interpret it as – creating art, talking to the people in your life, emailing and calling your representatives, even reblogging and making posts – make your voice loud and clear!

— Poem Transcript —

There's a lot of noise right now

Screams dehumanizing poor souls

Groans from those in willful ignorance

People digging deeper and deeper holes

And it's overwhelming, it really is

I do not blame you

Sometimes you feel that your voice is too small

I feel that way too

But despite that, I urge you to keep going

And demand for what's right

Even it sounds like a whimper

You're still joining in the fight

And soon the rest of us will join

We can stand together here

We can cut through the white noise

And make our message clear

#100

It was a wondrous day with splendid company.

Old friends but fresh rushes of feelings, turns of conversation,

And the laughter?

Hers.

Rich, bubbling, pure.

Like mustard meadowlarks singing for mountains streams.

His.

Grounded, unexpected, revitalizing.

The rough stream of sounds a lake makes under the watch of a persistent moon.

And of course, mine.

Not much of note, but if I were to speculate,

A little kitten leaping up the scales of an out of tune piano.

we had harmonized together.

Every hour was full of sweet humor and compassions.

When I had slipped into something less than,

His hand was at my slumped shoulder, thin fingers spinning shapes into my sleeve.

When it happened again and I felt at a loss,

She hurried beside me to help roll up my sleeves.

I'd like to believe I had been there for them in the smallest of ways.

There was surprise hugs from behind and comments of sentiment,

Shared sandwiches and the sweetest of silences.

A trio like us made me think of

Mundane mornings, nights out and exploring, of-

I pulled away.

It's a wondrous friendship we shared.

In a way, their company was wondrous and fearful tucked in a bundle.

I had hoped to keep relishing in their laughter for a long time.

I’ve had other wonderful days,

And yet