It's Amazing To Know Just How Much Our Faith Would Grow If We Spent Less Time Telling God About Our Problems

Who will light up the sky and give light to people huh?

Would you steal the stars for me?

the way i emotionally detach when i catch someone lying

Worry

I worried about worlds and wars, Monsters and lords, I worried about breakfast at dinner, Death and disease, Wolves in my backyard I worried about disposable thoughts, About worry itself I lived in pain, Danced with enigmas And when the end arrived I still wasn’t prepared.

~ A. A. Roman

You will never ever annoy me if you

Send me random anons

reply to my posts

send me an ask

reblog me

talk to me

say hello

give me random love

“bother” me

So please stop thinking otherwise.

You must be an angel since you care for flowers.

October has been still, quiet and just the same each day almost like being stuck in a groundhog day; and yet very quick and headlong. There have been days where it got very difficult, the wait and the delays can be painful and gruelling. All one can do is keep going. Consuming fiction has been helpful. Though I don't have much thought to add, I wish I did. But I don't. It's like I am blank, and just floating through time, like a dandelion, waiting to land and then grow into a whole new plant. We can always lean on the art we consume for support, Frankenstein has been the perfect start to this Autumn season. Victor Frankenstein's ambitions and intellect, curiosity and immersion take us on a journey about obsessions and regrets and how we should refrain from playing God, the monster's innocent, child-like curiosity about the world and its people was a treat, and its transition into anger and vengeance, and lost innocence was just as tragic, all he wanted was to be loved and accepted. The true villain of the story was fallible human obsession with glory, that led to such wretched state of affairs. Jo March will never not be my comfort character. Her struggles and journey as someone who wants a thing of her own and be good at it, and make something out of it; the difficult emotions she faces as an older sibling who can't escape situations like a younger sibling has the privilege to; her periods of quiescence where she had to put her passions on hold and felt stuck, and questioned everything, or thought to almost give up, and therefore give in for the need of love to the wrong person will always, always resonate with me. And Suzume, Ah! Just watched it today and loved, loved it. Ending this entry with a quote from Suzume, as a note to myself because God knows how much I needed to hear it today. 16-year-old Suzume meets her younger 4-year-old self and tells her,

‘How do I say this, listen Suzume. No matter how sad you are right now, one day you'll grow up. So, don't worry. The future is not that scary. You’ll meet many people whom you will cherish, and you will meet many people who will cherish you, too. It might be tough moving forward. The night may seem endless right now, but one day morning will come. You will grow up basking in that light. I'm sure of it. It's written in the stars.’

You will grow up basking in that light.

(God willing)

"I dream. Sometimes I think that’s the only right thing to do. To dream, to live in the world of dreams."

– Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

*gets absolutely nothing done* well time for a break

Is it Possible for an Idea to be Beyond Your Skill Level?

                I think writing as a skill is often underappreciated. In that, I mean I think even writers hold ourselves to a standard that no other creator does. Out of all the skills or hobbies, it’s probably one of the least physical ones, which is often seen as the “benchmark” for skill, or the limiting factor in someone improving something.

                For example, musicians get more nimble and can reach their notes quicker and more accurately, allowing them to play more difficult pieces. Athletes get stronger and gain in endurance, allowing them to score more goals or otherwise go farther in the season with their team.

                I see writers all the time who believe they should be able to do anything because they don’t have that physical benchmark to limit how far they can go, and then the draft doesn’t come out how they wanted it to, and they get discouraged.

                Here’s my take, writing as a skill is just like any other. It needs practice. It’s not something you’re either born with or not, it needs to be developed and strengthened.

                With that in mind—I promise your idea isn’t beyond you. No one is ever going to finish a perfect draft on their first try—that’s never how anything works, and it has nothing to do with how “talented” you are.

                Rewrite the scene until it’s capturing what you want it to. Rework that character until they are who you need them to be. Edit until your motifs are coming through. It’s all practice, every draft is another practice towards nailing the end product. Do you think artists nail drawing hands on their first try? What about on their tenth try?

                So why are you holding yourself to this idea that it’s taking too many drafts to perfect?

                It’s okay to keep trying. If you’re really struggling with realizing a concept, take it out of its context. Write the character you want to see in different situations separate from your project. Read how others have done something similar, take notes. Gather sources and inspiration for what you want to do. Reach out to other writer friends for advice.

                Overall, don’t not write because you think it’s beyond you. With a little bit of work and practice, there’s no story you can’t finish.

                Good luck!