Are you serious, nanowrimo?
"You're"?? 🤨
“Brown eyes that loved without a trace of fear,”
— Jean Toomer, from Cane: Poems; “November Cotton Flower,” wr. c. 1923 (via violentwavesofemotion)
We are all having a bad time at the conference
My dad was dealing with some mixed feelings so I told him "In therapy when something is too complicated to do a simple 'pro and contra list' we sometimes do an excercise where you imagine all these mixed feelings around a table in some kind of conference, letting each tell their bit and you leading the debate."
and my dad didn't really respond and just stared ahead so I kept preparing lunch. Until a few minutes later when he suddenly piped up: "I am having a bad time at the conference"
As someone with chronic illness and unable to live alone I am so grateful that my mother is so supportive. Some of the stories I've heard are horrifying. My heart goes out to anyone whose mother isn't like mine ❤
there's no shame in continuing to live with your parents as an adult, but it does have an undeniable poisoning effect on your brain that you can't start healing until you live somewhere else
I just saw a post on Tumblr asking if you're "allowed" to do something in a story you're writing. (In this case, a POV shift.)
I just want to sing to the tune of Beethoven's Fifth Symphony, "THERE ARE NO RULES. THERE ARE NO RULES. There are no rules there are no rules there are no rules..."
GET YOUR BOOP ON, BABY
BOOPING IS BACK
And now that Wattpad has gotten rid of direct messaging between users, this is the only type of message you can receive in your inbox. There isn't even an option to block or opt-out. What a joke.
The email from Wattpad is so condescending imagine pressuring writers to update and work while they are doing it for free and fun. Also the discovery? Algorithm? Of Wattpad looks like a stressful popularity contest 😑
“this story is ai generated—” blocked “this art is ai genera—” Blocked “this media is ai—” BLOCKED