To all the people in my inbox tryna spam me out of my book ideas: trust, you do not want them. I don't even want those little shits.
Thinking back to one time in my fine arts high school when I deadass wrote “wut r wurds” on a piece of paper and turned it in. Shit was wild.
...you guys how do you say "plead" in past tense? I'm a writer trust but like is it pled? Google does not comprehend my query.
I don’t know if I am actually writing, or if my characters possess me for a short time to express themselves. Is this writing, or am I a conduit for ghosts? The world may never know.
Must reblog. I can lie to myself all I want but I can't lie to some random stranger on tumblr.
please please please please reblog if you’re a writer and have at some point felt like your writing is getting worse. I need to know if I’m the only one who’s struggling with these thoughts
"tumblr's the only social media without algorithms!" "you can still be anonymous on tumblr!" "tumblr's so nice because you don't have to show your face!" WRONG tumblr is special because you can have 3000 followers and still get an average of seven likes a post. i'm doing stand up comedy at a packed venue and one person is laughing
As a writer... me too 💀
Something embarrassing but so funny was when I was writing the chapter I asked Google “is it illegal to take people’s blood while they’re sleeping” LIKE OF FUCKING COURSE IT IS MARE U IDIOT 😂😂😂
Just your average queer writer, obsessed with a myriad of random BS that won't give me anything but amusement and happiness in life. 19, Minors please DNI.
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