Writing Resources Masterlist
Balancing multiple main characters
Dramatic irony
Editing Tip: How to Speed Up or Slow Down Your Pacing
First vs Third Person narratives
Guide to showing vs telling
How To Write Saucy Betrayals
Internal Conflict and the Lie the Character Believes
Mundane scenes are important
Narrative distance
Pacing and show, don’t tell in writing
Passive vs active voice
Tips for Writing a Difficult Scene
Tips on Introducing Backstory
Using Flashbacks in Fiction
What Is Showing vs. Telling Anyway?
Writing fight scenes
Writer's Guide to Time jumps
Writing intimacy in a scene
Writing sexual tension: will they or won’t they?
Writing The Opening Scene
Waking up with the bitter realization that today might as well be my last day.
“Let me say this thing about us, the hopeless romantics: we’re the most real kind of people. People may say we’re out of world; they may say we persuade perfection and fairy tales, but that’s simply not true. Hopeless romantics are the kind of people who find happiness appreciating the smallest things and the simplest touch of a hand. We’re the people who fall in love with long nights, the freezing air and the beating of our hearts. We love to write poetry, even if we don’t seem to find the right words for it. People may say we want too much, but that’s simply because they don’t dare enough to dream and see the actual beauty of romance. Romance is so much more than ‘I love you’s and kissing in the streets. Being a hopeless romantic means finding something to hope for, something good and kind of wonderful. It’s the kind of courage everyone expect to have, but most of them cannot find. Hopeless romantics are vulnerable yet strong people who allows themselves to create the most unexpected scenarios in their heads, the ones that thinks the tomorrow can be the greatest days of their lives. In a world full of ceticism, broken words and cold shoulders, I want to be something lightful, a softer soul, a hopeless romantic. And let me say this: I’m not afraid of wanting a little bit more.”
— an infp hopeless romantic that wants to love, and to be loved.
It's so important to remember that tumblr is bad. Has been bad. And will likely remain bad for the foreseeable future. And that is vital to our survival. If Tumblr was a good website that worked, it would get turned into a corporate hellscape like every other site. It's so important that Tumblr is broken and poorly run and impossible to effectively navigate. It's all that's keeping us safe.
“how did you get into writing” girl nobody gets into writing. writing shows up one day at your door and gets into you
Just learned about garden path sentences.
They’re basically a literary prank– the sentence starts out in such a way that you think you know where it’s going, but the way it ends completely changes the meaning while still being a complete and logical sentence. Usually it deals with double meanings, or with words that can be multiple parts of speech, like nouns and verbs or nouns and adjectives.
So we get gems like
The old man the boat. (The old people are manning the boat)
The complex houses married and single soldiers and their families. (The apartment complex is home to both married and single soldiers, plus their families)
The prime number few. (People who are excellent are few in number.)
The cotton clothing is usually made of grows in Mississipi. (The cotton that clothing is made of)
The man who hunts ducks out on weekends. (As in he ducks out of his responsibilities)
We painted the wall with cracks. (The cracked wall is the one that was pained.)
i woke up shivering from my dream this morning (it had you in it)
@/heavensghost on tumblr / unknown / richard siken / susan orlean / cool about it by boygenius / @/annalaura_art on tiktok / @/annalaura_art on tiktok / for your own good by leah horlick / the night we met by lord huron / richard siken / trista mateer / text: I thought id know you forever.. by Olivia Ruby - art: Watchmen by Dave Gibbons et al
The thing about being neurodivergent coded in a way is funny for me because I don't actually know if I'm neurodivergent or not. I even got myself diagnosed and the results I got were ambigious. I'm always wary to call myself Autistic or with ADHD because I don't want to use a label that doesn't apply to me, and I also don't want to harm or upset people who actually have a form of neurodivergence and know it.
I should probably not call myself anything for now, and check in with the person who diagnosed me to ask about the results again.
“You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.”
— Albert Camus
I could sleep for a thousand years.
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