it has to be said i <3 characters who are victims of circumstances they created for themselves. especially when the bed they made for themselves to lie in is so horribly cruel and punishing that it interrogates the idea that anyone can be truly said to "deserve" anything at all.
i have to stop reading immediately after writing
i'll finish my little short story or chapter or whatever I'm working on and I'll be like oh, i should reward myself with a book. and then i crack open a literary masterpiece and proceed to doubt every sentence i've ever written
what do you mean i have to put in effort and practice in order to get better at writing? what do you MEAN i can't just throw together a masterpiece at the drop of a hat????
i hate writing action scenes. WHY ARE THEY SO HARD. do i describe every punch? every duck? every dramatic glare?? suddenly i have no idea how bodies move and it reads like a play-by-play of an awkward middle school fight. 'he punched. they dodged. they punched. he dodged.' HELP.
Muunmuassa tästä syystä kirjoitan salanimellä. Mutta äitini on älykäs. Kun olin lapsi, hän löysi jokaisen tavaran jonka väitin kadonneen - joten luultavasti hän löytää myös minut.
"Oh my God why would they do that????" I say as I write someone doing something bad with my own ten fingers
the cool thing about writing is that if you finish the book you get a free book at the end
Lesser-known steps of the writing process:
Finding all the paragraphs where you used some hyper-specific word more than once
Rearranging paragraphs that you swear you wrote in the right order but turned out to be totally backwards
Going for a walk, coming up with the perfect line, and forgetting it as soon as you get home and open your laptop
Creating a separate document where you can dump all of those nice sentences that no longer fit in anywhere
Waking up in a cold sweat because so-and-so was supposed to be barefoot but never actually took his shoes off
do you ever re-read your own wips like 'damn the bitch that wrote this oughta finish it'