How does one go back to the things they once loved?
I've been trying to write. I've been trying to read. I've been trying to drink coffee.
I've been trying to trace my steps back to my first loves.
I didn't know going back to those things that you once loved was hard. It scared me how things that I once said were a part of my soul feel like strangers.
Going back to things I loved before is like meeting an old version of me that I didn't even know I'd forgotten.
It's painful. But it also feels like I am slowly healing.
Unfortunately, people have a right to decline your love no matter how pure your intentions are. You are not what they want, and that's okay.
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Franz Kafka 🥀
I was ashamed of myself when I realized life was a costume party and I attended with my real face.
The sluttiest thing a hero can do is showing up at the villain's doorstep while they're hurt and saying, "I didn't know where else to go."
1.1.24 - writing progress & new year's resolutions
I've recently decided to try and write a little every day: so today I sat down and put on a timer (I use this one) but I changed the pomodoro settings to 10 minute work time and 1 minute break (with a 5 minute long break). I wrote 1,3k in a sitting! This is the most I've written in so long.
here are some writing things I want to try in the new year: - keeping a writing progress chart - doing ten minute writing sprints with 1 minute pauses - having conversations out loud on a voice memo and retyping it later on - writing scenes in the order I feel like writing them and reorganizing them later - having a journal of random scenes that I can put into stories (keeping track of my random prompts) - keeping a word count diary
on the other hand, here are my writing (related) resolutions! - post consistently on tumblr, both with journal (like this one) entries and prompts - to try and keep writing even if it's bad. you can be a bad author, or you can not be one at all (though frankly I don't *really* believe this. but it's a resolution, so I'll try) - engage my tumblr community! (would anyone be interested in sharing their own prompts in responses to asks?) - this is The Year (like last year and the one before). I'm going to Write A Book. - stay in love with writing. even if it means knowing when to stop, or trying to start again.
but cheers to everyone I've met in 2024, who have come, and cheers to those who have stayed. I wish you the best creative year yet. until tomorrow!
k.
My pen has fallen in love with you.
Letters, Franz Kafka
I love so seriously. When I say I love you, I mean it with more of me than you can imagine. It breaks me when people play along, and I learn it was just a game to them. Don't get me wrong, I am all poems, and romantic notes, flowers, candies, inside jokes, personal little games, but if I give you my heart, it is all vulnerability and trust. I'm letting my walls down so I can give you the love and the me I feel like you deserve. I'm letting go. I'm holding on for dear life. I'm tired of being heartbroken because everyone wants to pretend to offer that kind of love, but nobody's actually delivering
And the past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.
Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns
For if you suffer your people to be ill-educated, and their manners to be corrupted from their infancy, and then punish them for those crimes to which their first education disposed them, what else is to be concluded from this, but that you first make thieves and then punish them. - Sir Thomas Moore