Wheat fields are more mystical than fields of other crops. You are 7,000 times more likely to meet an old god or see a portent of doom in a wheat field than in a field of like… soybeans.
if a character means enough to me i will truly never stop thinking about them. i just retire them into a little back room in my brain and periodically bring them out to stare at them under a little light
sleeping arrangements (not sure tara would ever actually deign to sleep in the same 20ft radius as shovel but who can resist those big shiny insectoid black eyes 🥺)
Shoutout to incredibly contrived set-ups for kink stories, I respect the grind so much. One time I was frolicking in a field of flowers and I found a fic whose summary started w 'IN A WORLD WHERE THE LOSING ATTORNEY HAS TO SUCK OFF THEIR OPPOSITION' and it's been stuck on my mind ever since
One of the hard parts about being a writer with a vivid imagination is that there are So Many Ideas, and they fall into so many categories, such as
Fics I want to write
Fics I want to read
There is just One Scene and I could write it but it would be waaaay more cool if I had all the build up to the scene but unfortunately. I can only figure out the Scene
I keep changing my mind. Where am I going with this
This has been done a million times before. But. Hear me out
I will 100% Never Write This. This is just my Emotional Support Idea no one can ever know about bc it makes sense only to me
Would be better as a comic...
This will be my magnum opus if I can just get my 50 pages of ideas into a coherent narrative
All I have are vibes
And, of course
WIP I started and haven't updated in 2 years and oh god its beEN TWO YEARS???
fav customer is old gay man who’s lived in boystown since the 70s. he was talking abt how he used to be basically a skinny twink who killed at clubs. i said “must be tough to be gorgeous” and he said “well i was gorgeous!” and i said “no you still are!!” and he said “oh please. when i come out of the shower and see myself in the mirror i sit shiva”