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#180: Will It Work?

Writers face this question at every stage of their creative journey. Whether you’ve been writing for two weeks or 20 years, the challenge remains the same. Will the time that I put into this project pay off? Will it do what I need it to do?

When you’re just starting out, most of the uncertainty centres around if you can even finish the story, and if yes, will it be any good? Later on, as a published author, you may wish for your book to hit the bestseller lists. As a best-selling author, you might want to be shortlisted for various awards. And when you’ve won everything there is to win, you will worry about your work being at least as good as what came before. The struggle never really ends.

Writing books is particularly uncertain. When starting a novel, you’re months, perhaps even years away from the finish line — more than enough time to question everything about the project. The more words you write, the stronger the voice in your head becomes. Is this the right thing to work on? Is it going anywhere? The majority of would-be authors quit at this stage.

Other writers struggle before they start. They keep analysing and researching, trying to convince themselves that this is going to work. But no matter how good your idea is and how many notebooks you fill with notes, the uncertainty will never go away. How do you deal with that?

The only way to figure out whether a project will work is to start writing. For smaller projects like short stories and novellas, just power through the first draft. The first draft will tell you more about whether the story has legs than any amount of advance research ever can.

Thinking about writing a novel? There are ways to do this too. Take what you expect to be the most dramatic scene of the book and write that first. Get a feel of the characters, the setting. If you’re a pantser, try writing a short story with the same characters. See how you feel about it. Any red flags?

Thinking about writing something and actually writing the thing are two very different things. If you never start or never finish, the question will remain unanswered forever.

Will it work? Writing it is the only way to find out.

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Past Editions

#179: Throwaway Stories, January 2021

#178: Progress Over Perfection, January 2021

#177: Change Is Good, January 2021

#176: Start Before You’re Ready, January 2021

#175: Writing Without Expectations, December 2020

So so so excited to announce that my story “Elise Holding a Deer Mouse, 1829” is forthcoming in CAROUSEL this summer! CAROUSEL is a fully online magazine and I can’t wait to be able to share it with you all.

just been making mha tik toks for the girls and the gays

it's been a while

Aizawa and Eri sketch

This blog is dedicated to collecting receipts of Ableism and ableistic users.

I am not here to start or engage in discourse, just collect receipts of Ableism that I see.

If you see an ableistic post, note, thread or user, just @me on the ableistic thing you want me to look at and I will look into it.

The ask box and submissions are open. Submissions are for screenshots of Ableism, the ask box is primarily open for suggestions of ableistic users to look at.

Some things to keep in mind:

The owner of this blog is mentally ill and mentally disabled in multiple ways.

They are also a minor.

This is a side blog and not my main.

POC Transman in danger

Please help us move out of our abusive situation.

It did not start this bad, but our land lady is making threats against us, but most namely my partner, Indigo.

I'm white. She treats me with kindness and embraces me.

He's brown. She shuns him and attacks him any chance she gets. For any menial thing.

He is not safe in this house and we cannot stay here. We need to move as soon as possible.

I aim for us to move by the end of the month, but it may get ugly before that happens.

Please help us safely move.

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“The odd thing about ambition is this: You can acquire it like a fever, but it is not so easy to shed.”

You’ve acquired super strength. Little did you realize that, since nothing stresses your muscles anymore, this causes you to appear extremely skinny and under-muscled.

So I dunno if you’ve already spoken about this or not (I’ve desperately tried to catch up on your timeline but MAN there’s a lot of asks lately lol), but what’s your opinion of Gran Torino? Because I see a lot of BNHA fans absolutely roasting him and I don’t really get why? I actually really like him as a character, and was surprised to see so many people hating on him, especially during the current arc in the manga. Sure, he roughed Deku up a bit during his internship thing, but it wasn’t any worse than what he goes through at school (it actually seemed like a bit of a break in comparison, really). But yeah, just curious on your thoughts??

Yeah we’ve been on a roll with answering shit lately.

Gran is, in my opinion, kind of in the same category as Recovery Girl. Like obviously a decent hero in their day (motivations aside), obviously have a lot of information and skills still to be passed on to the next generation, but they both absolutely have poor execution on a lot of things.

I am, in general, not fond of how most of Izuku’s personal teachers treat him.  But I do know that some of the Gran Torino salt seems to focus on his back story and issues with Nana and Gran’s outlook on things.

I’m gonna be real with you though, I don’t really care about him all that much. Like he gets ghosted and the only reason why it would upset me would be if it upset Izuku or All Might.  I can take him or leave him.

My thoughts on LGBTQ+ Exclusionists:

It's embarrassing. It really is just embarrassing.

Now wait, before you go rushing to the comments or my inbox to yell at me behind the anon button, keep reading.

You're mad because there are some people who don't experience attraction or gender the same way you do?

You think they should be cast out until they can qualify as "normal" by your standards?

Do you know who you sound like?

You sound exactly like the cishets who hate us.

Just wait. Keep reading. You'll get your chance.

Here's some advice, from an "older" queer who has seen this before: homophobic cishets will never accept you, because in their eyes, you are fundamentally Different.

And that is not something to be upset about or mourn. Your difference is what makes you powerful.

But what does it say about you when you use that difference, that power, to hurt and oppress others?

Others with whom you have more in common, than you will ever have with any cishet?

Keep going.

Do you know why we have this merged community? Why we stand together instead of apart?

Because together, we are stronger. This community is meant to be a source of strength, of love and acceptance, in a world that thinks we're wrong, or broken, or diseased.

We have all suffered. Some more than others. Many of our people aren't here anymore. We have lost so many of our community over the years.

But turning against each other? Its weakening the entire community. And the cishets know this, and they love it.

If we are too busy fighting each other, we cannot fight them when they come for us. When they come for our rights and our very lives.

Is that what you want?

I love this community. I was hurting so badly, growing up in a homophobic household. Having slurs thrown at me by family, friends, and bullies alike, before I was even self aware enough to realise they applied to me personally.

When I figured it out, I was terrified. I was depressed, suicidal, and so scared of letting people down. All because I was different.

Then I came here. And I found people like me for the first time. I found a home. Within the blogs of strangers that I'd never met, whose names I didn't even know, I had people tell me that I'm normal. That my attraction isn't bad, or wrong. That I am not broken.

It saved me. This community saved me. And it has saved so many others.

Do you really want to be the reason that legacy ends?

So the next time you sit at your keyboard, and you start up another post about how X Group doesn't "belong" here, I want you to sit and think for a moment. How would you feel if someone said that about you? About your sexuality or your gender identity?

And then after that, I want you to do some genuine research into your community and its history. Chances are, you don't know as much as you think you do. And that's okay. You can learn.

My DMs are open. If you're willing to learn and be civil, I'm willing to speak with you and help you educate yourself.

However, if all you're willing to do is mock me, the community, or anything I've said in this post? I will not hesitate to block you. This will be your only warning.

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some studies of my cat

mods are asleep post gorgeous bisexual royalty

WHAT IS WRONG WITH US?

Holding rag in this darkness, I keep cleaning the rotten carpet of ethics. Knees are bruising, But my hands keep moving, The mind can’t comprehend how to stop. Eyes can’t adapt to the pitch dark. But ears are alert, Realization dawns, You all are here too.

Some scratching softly, Some rubbing too vigorously. I know that I’m not alone. How come there are so many of us? Trying to remove these stains in the darkness, and hoping for a glimpse of white. Cleaning this tainted carpet of ethics.

What is wrong with us? This house is full of bodies without guts. Few are dancing like puppets, freed on the condition of being muppets. Some keep peeing all over it, Others keep cleaning all their shit. The smell of this home is atrocious, It makes me nauseous.

They are covering the skin of God in red, and if we whispered, we are bad. If and only if, I can know about their scale, I might try not to fail.

Let’s get a new carpet. Stop dreaming about turning this obsidian into white.

LEPTIR CHAHAR

mods are asleep post gorgeous bisexual royalty

i just think they’re neat

someone straight : u can’t make all the characters queer !

me :

I’m sorry but I think it’s absurd that men have spent thousands of years writing philosophical essays on how to be a good person all while ignoring and/or actively mistreating women, who are in fact people

Mods better STAY asleep cuz this is GOOD SHIT

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I always think someone is too sexy to be on tumblr then they speak and it's like oh mental illness

we all love ayami kojima for her castlevania art and rightly so but some of her other pieces? exquisite 

i updated ella's lore and it's 👌💯💯 chef's kiss

anyway i finally made a uquiz you can click here to find out why fandom tumblr would be anti you

all azhar does is exhibit authority issues, act dramatic, plot revenge, set shit on fire, commit atrocities, simp for ella and cry

I haven’t posted snippets from my WIPs in a while so here have a few lines where Zenobia is being 100% that bitch, as a treat

forbidden fruit | chapter 2

here’s chapter two! this is dedicated to @stardustsroses , happy (late) birthday my love!! <3

masterlist | ao3 | part 1

tags: @staticpetrichor @stardustsroses @nalgenewhore​ @illyrianbeauty @mariamuses @nomattertheoceans @vivorsomething @b00kworm @maastrash @lost-in-fictionn @acourtofabsandillyrians @ladywitchling 

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Cassia.

Her named suited her. Soft. Ethereal.

Awkwardly, Manon extended her hand in an offer to help her up from her cowered position. Cassia’s stare immediately glued to the razor sharp nails curving wickedly from her pale fingers.

“I won’t hurt you,” she repeated again, cursing the touch of shame that sent a pang down to her very core. Since when did she feel bad about her terrifying exterior?

Cassia visibly swallowed, nodding hesitantly before accepting Manon’s hand, her body so light Manon barely had to exert any energy pulling her up.

“Um, I-” she stammered, timidly meeting her gaze. “Thank you for not killing me.”

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