The Rival / Fever 103°

- Sometimes it feels like someone else is wearing my body.

writers' resources

sick of using "very _____" ? : https://www.losethevery.com/

want to simplify your writing ? : https://hemingwayapp.com/

writing buddies / motivation ? : https://nanowrimo.org

word you're looking for but don't know ? : https://www.onelook.com/thesaurus/

need a fantasy name ? : https://www.fantasynamegenerators.com/

need a fantasy name ? : https://nameberry.com/

want a name with meaning ? : https://www.behindthename.com/

who wants a map maker! : https://inkarnate.com/

story building / dnd ? : https://www.worldanvil.com/

need some minimalistic writing time ? : https://zenpen.io/

running out of ideas ? : https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/

setting a goal ? how about 3 pages / day ? : https://new.750words.com/

what food did they eat ? : https://www.foodtimeline.org/

questions on diversity within writing ? : https://writingwithcolor.tumblr.com/

now what was that colour called ? : https://ingridsundberg.com/2014/02/04/the-color-thesaurus/

want more? : https://www.tumblr.com/blog/lyralit :]

— hannibal: S1E3

stuck in the constant limbo between “really excited about my own writing” and “pretty sure I can’t actually write”

lonely people are like nooooo i love the silence i love being by myself and then you ask them how their day has been and they tear up a bit

Planta tu propio jardín y decora tu propia alma, en lugar de esperar que alguien te traiga flores.

- Jorge Luis Borges

sylvia plath

“Tienes unos ojos, que ni con mascara de pestañas podrían verse tan bonitos… Unos cachetes que no requieren de dieta porque la genética así los quiso… Tu sonrisa no requiere de cirugía, ni tus dientes de blanqueado… Y tu cintura es perfecta sin las cifras que te importan… Tu cabello que no desea ser recogido o procesado y le gusta ir al viento, sin sentirse domado… Lo bonito son tus manos que dibujan o escriben… Tus hoyuelos que se asoman si sonríes… Son tus pies porque te acercan a las personas que amas… Es tu oído, es tu vista, es tu tacto, que te acercan al mundo… Eres tú, es tu esencia, son tus miedos, imperfecciones y cicatrices… Lo que te identifica, lo que te marca… Y, creas o no, alguien te ama porque sabe que ese montón de errores no los tiene alguien más…”

— Clara Ajc

I want to write. I have ideas. I open document. I type four of the worst sentences ever created in the english language. I daydream the rest of the scene. I close document.

Mary Oliver