Original Theory: Succubi Are Always Women, Incubi Are Always Men 

*cracks neck* my time has come

through a foggy meadow

by Denny Bitte

Edit A Month: Killing Your Darlings

Edit-A-Month is resumed!

Eveyone has to cut something they love. It is inevitable, the burden of being a writer. In order to improve the general story, you have to remove bits that drag it down. Making those decisions, though, is a tough choice, and sometimes it’s tougher to even know where to start. Here are things to look for when killing your darlings:

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“Aw shit, I am a woman, friendless, hopeless!”

Henry VIII,  Act 3, Scene 1  

Shakespeare, but every instance of “alas” has been replaced with “aw shit”

 “Aw shit, poor Yorick!”

-Hamlet, Act 5 Scene 1

“Aw shit, that love, so gentle in his view,

Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!“

-Romeo & Juliet, Act 1 Scene 1

“O, no! Aw shit, I rather hate myself

For hateful deeds committed by myself.”

-Richard III, Act 5 Scene 3

“Aw shit, poor country, almost afraid to know itself! It cannot be called our mother, but our grave.”

Macbeth, Act 4 Scene 3

someone literally named an asteroid after jean valjean are you fucking kidding me