Honest To God We've Got To Start Naming The Elderly As A Vulnerable Group & Calling Their Disabilities,

this is so mean but sometimes i see published writing and suddenly no longer feel insecure about my own writing ability. like well okay that got published so im guessing i dont have much to worry about

In honour of disability pride month, we made a disability Pride Knight! Stay proud! ⚔️🌈

The age-old struggle: do I finally pick up one of the many neglected children on my tbr, or do I stay in the known comfort of Fandoms past?

I think we all know the inevitable answer.

"you read a lot, right?"

"yes!"

"what are some books you've read recently?"

"uhh i don't remember"

i hope that our few remaining readers give up on that unfinished wip from seven years ago

and i hope we come up with a failsafe plot that piss off the dumb few that keep commenting all the ways they'd write it differently

in my life i hope i lie and tell everyone the next chapter will be out on time

and i hope i write (i hope we all write)

i hope you write (i hope we both write)

It's fanfiction it doesn't have to be perfect it doesn't have to be accurate this is a hobby you're doing this for fun it's okay if it isn't perfect and polished you're doing it for fun [talking to myself in the mirror]

Truer words have never been spoken

Never mind, Kol’s back and nothing else matters.

I'm still very proud of this galaxy

dead

so embarrassing to get obsessed with your own oc but it doesn't fuel you creatively or motivate you at all you just sort of sit there. like yeah I've been thinking a lot about blorbo from my mind. no images of them exist in the world and they have maybe 3 personality traits so far. I would rather die than attempt to write about them. I've spent the last 48 hours rotating them in my brain though