flower day! the family didn’t have a party or anything to celebrate, but worked on the garden and their skills. little lana go to meet the flower bunny too!
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This is more a question for everyone, but what do you like to do while writing? Is it grabbing a quick snack or eating a whole dinner? Laying in bed or sitting at a desk? Listening to music or do you prefer to have a quiet work space? (Of course, don't stay limited to the questions I asked, just say what you like doing most.)
I polled my writer friends (from the aoex writers server), and the consensus seemed to be yes to music, but everyone has a specific sort of music they like to listen to (some even having specific playlist for specific scenes/fics) while a few preferred calm and quiet with just a few ambiet noises.
Desks won as the preference, but beds and late nights were also quite popular.
Snacks were not generally used (too distracting) but sometimes enjoyed for refulling to get that final burst of energy for a scene or used post writing as a kind of reward.
It did seem like writing late in the day was the general preference.
As for my own preference, I will do quite literally anything while writing. Eat, walk, sit, lay, crochet/knit/weave (yay for voice to text, lol). I even have an exercise bike for really wet days that I'll type on (can't do it on a real bike or I'll crash, lol.) I don't tend to do it a lot while I'm eating a full meal because messy fingers or easy spillage do not go well with keyboards or phone screens. (Sometimes I get an idea and will frantically try and scribble it out on a napkin.) However, I'll totally snack or drink (tea for the win!) while writing.
If I'm laying in a bed, then I'll use my phone (I don't like to use laptops on beds unless I have something under them because blankets/sheets/pillows can all make laptops overheat) and I will usually only write on my bed later at night after I've wound down and found myself hit with a sudden idea I know I won't remember in the morning. I don't have a desk at my house (funnily enough), and I have a laptop, so most of my writing is done in my living room. Sometimes I'll use my dining table for writing or drawing.
I struggle hard writing in silence. I like to use music (lofi or scores), but most of the time I have some YouTube videos playing while I'm typing. Some times they're lets plays, sometimes they're video essays (typically literary analysis, scary game or scary movie analysis), sometimes they're crafting videos, and sometimes they're funny video compilations. Sometimes I'll even watch something that goes with what I'm writing, but mostly they're more random than that, lol.
I also tend to have two or three wips open at a time when I'm writing so I don't feel pressured to stick to one story if the words won't come for whatever I started with. I don't typically edit as I go--unless it's a big misspelling--because that always takes me out of a creative headspace. When I do edit, I usually do a read over in the doc, and then another read over on ao3 because the different layout makes it easier to see my goofs. (I still miss a lot because beta reading is not my strength xD )
I like to use different doc and font colors when I write, because it makes it easier to pick my docs out in google, and the colors make me feel more creative. Plus, weirdly, the unique color palettes help me get in the headspace for certain stories more easily.
Hope that answers your questions ^^ let me know if you have any more <3
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So I'm leaving work and something darts in front of me, maybe 10ft away, too fast for me to see what it is. Peek around the tree blocking my path and I see this
Just like... a whole ass hawk. Dude's gotta be about 1.5ft tall. Massive fucking bird. And it's just staring me straight in my soul like this, even as I try to move ahead. It didn't budge. And there's only this path back to my car unless I want to walk on a busy highway. So I have the option of Death By Raptor or Death By Truck.
So I walk in the poison ivy filled patch off the sidewalk. Guy still isn't moving. Still staring me directly in the eyes. And I do this thing when animals are behaving strangely where I'll talk to them, so I'm just like, "Hey, man. I don't know you. You don't know me. This feels really threatening. I'm just trying to get to my car, dude. Can I get some space please? You're a big fucking bird. I see those claws. You could kill me right now, but I'd appreciate if you didn't, ok?"
It didn't move until I was about 2ft away. Again: I'm as far from it as I can be without walking into the street. It clearly wasn't going to budge. I walk past, thing flies up (silent, btw. Scary) and lands on a brick wall a little further ahead
Anyway. Weird guy. Nearly shit my pants when I noticed a bird big enough to carry off a fully grown cat was just... there, staring me in the face, unwilling to move away from me, a human, something it should see as a threat. I watched behind me the whole rest of the way to my car, just in case this bird decided to help me shed this mortal coil. 10/10 experience. Super cool guy.
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