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denaliwrites · 7 months
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oh no she’s made a writing blog
readers beware, you’re in for one hell of a bumpy ride a scare
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lost-in-prose · 2 years
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The Worst Task I Ever Had And What I Learned From It
There is a time in your life when you must choose between the greater of two evils— when you are standing at the crossroads and you must decide which devil you will allow to take you by the hand. Everyone would like to believe that they can never choose in a situation like this, that they could never swap one bad circumstance for another. They believe they are too good. Too immune. I thought so, too. Little did I know that my two evils were something I never would have thought of. 
The scene unfolds as follows: here I am standing in front of my estranged mother a week before I move into college. I, as well as my grandmother, am watching this grown woman bawl her eyes out over ‘disappointing me’. The circumstances are quite odd since she still thinks I care for anything she does, and I have to simply sit there and stare, emotionless, as this woman I never had a connection with continues to cry. I had come with an enigma in mind and yet I am here, watching huge crocodile tears run down her cheeks. 
The enigma is one that I have been face to face with since I was old enough to know what the word ‘abandonment’ meant. My mother had offered nothing to me but heartbreak since she abandoned me at three years old, and now, fifteen years later, I have had enough. I want to sever all ties with her to save myself. The question is, do I want to completely disappear from her life and never speak another word to her, as she did to me all those years ago, or do I cut myself open and bleed all over the new life she has made for herself, letting her know that everything isn’t as okay as she thinks it is? I had been weighing these options for weeks prior to this final visit, but as I stand here and feel nothing but emptiness in her dimly lit living room, I realize that I don’t know what I should do. 
This is a crossroads I never thought I would have to face. I always believed that the relationship between my mother and I could be repaired when we both were old enough and wise enough to make the appropriate steps towards reparation. But while I grew into a strong and independent woman, she remained the same sickly person that told her children that they were the reason she was leaving. 
That day, I learned a valuable lesson. That day, I stood in front of her and felt absolutely nothing as she once again apologized for not being good enough for me. That day, I got in my car and drove the forty-five minutes back to my home and felt a strange sense of peace. I hadn’t done either of my choices. I hadn’t given her a piece of my mind, nor remained silent. For the first time, without having to say a word, my mother knew what I wanted to say. For the first time, she looked at me, saw me, and realized that I was done. I hadn’t done either of the choices, but I realized that sometimes the best answers are the most unexpected ones. 
Ultimately, I never knew how the relationship with my mother would turn out. I never allowed myself to think of the future because I was too busy repairing the past. Those years of licking the wounds she so hazardously inflicted upon my adolescent brain were all I could do; it was my only purpose in life. I learned to heal myself, to function by myself, to do things only for myself. After so many years, I learned to live without her, just as she was starting to realize that she couldn’t live without me. That day was the first time I realized what the expression ‘too little, too late’ really means. 
For once, I did something for myself. My mother has always been my greatest weakness, pulling on the heartstrings of the little girl that had only ever wanted her mom. I had always looked at what that little girl wanted, but I am no longer that little girl. If I continued holding onto the notion that I was, I would only continuously hurt myself. And for once, I realized that I deserve better. 
Sometimes the right choice is unpredictable. Sometimes, you must hurt others to save yourself. And sometimes, when you are standing in the middle of the crossroads and two devils are beckoning you to answer their call, you get to laugh in their faces and turn away. 
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teapot-studies · 1 year
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Random writing tips that my history professor just told during class that are actually helpful
Download all your sources or print them so you can turn off your wifi
Give your phone to someone
Just. WRITE. Writing is analysing, you’ll get more ideas as you write. It doesn’t need to be perfect, for now you can just blurt out words and ideas randomly. You can fix it later.
Create a skeleton/structure before writing.
Stop before you get exhausted. It’s best to stop writing when you still have some energy and inspiration left, this will also motivate you to get started again next time.
Make a to do list
Work in bite sizes. Even if it’s not much, as long as you put some ideas on paper or do some editing.
Simple language =/= boring language, simple language = clear language.
Own your words. If they are not your words, state this clearly in the text, not just in the footnotes.
STOP BEFORE YOU GET EXHAUSTED. Listing it again because it’s easily one of the best tips a teacher has ever given me.
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raavenb2619 · 4 months
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I’m not sure when exactly this happened, but I think it’s clear that the aro community really is a community, now.
For the longest time I’ve felt like we were still in stasis, not quite there; a proto-community, yes, but not quite a community. But we have more history now to lean back on, more of each other to talk to and laugh with and cry with and learn from. More people that’ll go forward and make a part of modern aro history. More people that believe us, believe in us, will stand with us if we ask them.
I wouldn’t consider myself an aro elder yet, though each year I’m surprised at how long aromanticism has been a part of my life, how long I’ve been free of doubt or insecurity about my aromanticism, how far we’ve come since I was questioning. Then again, when I was questioning, some of the people I looked up to for guidance were probably close to the age I am now, so I might be there sooner than I think.
And, I’m so so hopeful for all aros, young or old, new or not, because we’ve come so far. Day by day, progress is slow (and yes, it’s unfair, it should be so much faster), but looking back it feels fast. We are our own role models, the people we look up to for guidance. We carve our own path through life, making things up as we go. I used to find that terrifying, because I had no idea what the future would bring. But it’s actually amazing, because I can ignore all these silly “rules” and guidelines about what my life should be, and instead ask, “what do I want my life to be?”
Younger me, you have no idea how awesome your future is gonna be. I’m sorry about the pain and hardship you’ll go through first; it won’t be fair and you shouldn’t have to deal with it. But you’ll make it through, and one day you’ll be me. I can’t wait for you to get here.
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dinozaurtual · 6 months
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its weird how as israelis, or even just as jews in general, as soon as you extend sympathy towards the people who were massacred on october 7th u immediately get blamed for "supporting israel" and "not holding your state accountable".
when its like. WE are the ones who have been fighting non-stop to make our government and military officials take responsibility for this. WE have been begging our leaders to take accountability while u guys are sitting there overseas typing out shit like "its actually okay to murder babies as long as theyre settler babies"
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journalette · 2 months
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I am currently working on an essay on Walter Benjamin's "The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction".
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rookflower · 5 months
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on one hand yeah this is the kitty cat book fandom where at least 95% of the people here are just here to draw funny cats or for nostalgia reasons and it's really not that deep, there is nothing wrong with taking a critical backseat on this one. but on the other, the amount of people in the fandom who seem to genuinely believe that children's literature and xenofiction are both somehow inherently unworthy of any form of criticism whatsoever, to the point where random tumblr posts casually identifying shit like.... themes.... and narrative trends... is looking into things way too deeply and makes you a bad or stupid person in some way because "they're just cats", gives the literature student in me such a headache
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sciderman · 3 months
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you know i'm kind of obsessed with the tragedy of gwen stacy in the tasm movies because she's - she's such an interesting, tragic creature. we get into it a little in tasm1, that. you know, her father is a police captain - you know, authoritative. incredibly protective of her.
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and looking at it, gwen is constantly the victim of men deciding what's best for her. her father decides it's best for her that she stay away from peter. peter decides it's best too, obviously, even though it hurts. it's not a question of what gwen wants.
thinking of the scene in tasm where gwen confides in peter, as she's cleaning his wounds, that she knows what this is - every day she sees her father strap a badge to his chest and she doesn't know if he's going to make it home or not.
gwen's powerless - she has these men in her life that she loves that are constantly making dangerous decisions that put their own lives in danger, and she's constantly expected to sit by passively and do nothing and pray for them to get home safely. like her own desires don't matter. she wants them to be there, she wants to have a say in what these men do, because she loves them and they're important to her. but she has no power. she knows that what they're doing is noble and good for the world, but she is sidelined and never listened to. she has no superpowers, no badge, and no say in the matter.
and her father gets killed. doing something stupid and heroic. and she wasn't involved, and she was powerless to prevent it. and even still, after his death, he's trying to push gwen out of the way of danger. strip her of agency in her own life. she can't be with peter. she doesn't get a say in the matter.
of course that doesn't work out, and peter and gwen wind up back together - but peter is eaten up with guilt, and still thinks he shouldn't be with gwen because gwen is safer without him, yadda yadda, and gwen is sick of it. gwen is sick of men dictating what becomes of her. what she can and can't have. where she should and shouldn't be. so.
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i always made fun of this bit of script - it's so, so funny.
"i break up with you peter. i break up with you."
i make fun of it all the time, but i get it. i get why it's written this way. the tasm2 script isn't subtle. gwen is pointedly telling peter that she is calling the shots. peter cannot dictate her fate. this is her choice. she breaks up with him. she is the one with power in this dynamic. she is taking the power. she is not his damsel that needs protecting. she is allowed to tell peter what she wants, and make her own decision about what's best for her.
cut to the end, where peter webs gwen to a car. he wants her out of the line of fire. even though she's proven she's helpful and capable, more so than peter. peter wants her out of harms way, so that he can do something heroic and dangerous.
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gwen is SICK of it!! she's going to be heroic and dangerous too. if these men can throw themselves into the line of fire with little care for the people they leave watching helplessly in the rafters than, by god, gwen can do it too. she's not going to watch helplessly as peter fights his battle on his horse, dick swinging, swords drawn. and she's not going to passively sit by as peter gets himself killed because actually, peter's not as smart as he thinks he is.
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he's just stupid enough to take the hits and scrape himself off the pavement afterwards. gwen is the one with the plan. and if gwen weren't there, peter might not have been able to pull everything off. he probably would've eventually taken them down in the end, but he would've definitely taken more of a beating, and more property damage, and potentially, more civilian casualties. it was a good thing gwen was there. female excellence. it's not always about who can take a hit.
of course, in the end up - gwen winds up in peril, and no. she doesn't have powers that can save her. and, these men who try and do everything to protect her - they're fallible. but it was her choice. her choice to do the heroic thing, despite her fragility. her choice to step into the line of fire, without super-strength or spider-reflexes. and i think it's a poetic, heroic way to go.
one thing though, that i feel is mismanaged, almost infuriatingly so – is how underdelivered on gwen's death as a heroic gesture. in the end it becomes more about peter's guilt than it does about gwen's sacrifice. because they still wanted to have the iconic "fall" scene from the comics. so, in the end, gwen becomes powerless. she's mid fall. she can't do anything. she has to wait for peter to save her, in the end.
it's infuriating because captain stacy's death is unfalteringly heroic. he dies to save peter.
gwen puts herself in the line of fire to save peter. in the same way her father did. but she's robbed of the heroic framing her father gets because in the end, she has to be saved. in the end, it isn't framed like she saved peter. it's framed like peter failed to save her.
so we get a peter parker pity party instead of actually, what should be a beautiful, heroic send-off for gwen stacy, who became a hero despite every man trying to sideline her.
tl;dr tasm gwen deserved the same heroic framing her father got but hollywood messed up again because they don't know how to do female hero stories
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booksandglitter · 26 days
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save me pomodoro kitty
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toastereno · 8 months
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i said i would post my piano covers here, so...what better song to start with than the iconic one from psmd? :'^)
this was all done by ear (except for the beginning where i used bespinben's score because those chords are tough to figure out, so shoutouts to them)! this song holds a special place in my heart for many reasons: it's the reason i played psmd and restarted playing the piano, just to name two!
by the way, there's a little surprise at the end 😊
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lottiestudying · 6 months
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04.11.2023—been struggling with motivation recently, but it’s been getting better. so close to the finish line
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weirdgrrlgerard · 5 days
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ok we’re all familiar with the phrase “___ won the battle but ___ won the war”
*battle means at the time when superwholock was at its peak it was inescapable and seemed to be the only thing people talked about
the war is lasting cultural relevance or how it still affects the internet still*
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kaijutegu · 4 months
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welp. guess i know where the new followers came from!
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son1c · 5 months
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i've been thinking about the sonic movies a lot lately and honestly the more i think about them the more they kind of piss me off but that's not what this post is about because i was thinking about how i would've written them if i was in charge and i know i've spoken before about how i would've made tom a fire fighter or park ranger instead of a police officer but honestly? i don't think i would've had sonic end up with tom and maddie at all. the small town rural life really just doesn't fit sonic. he's high octane high energy and maximum cool and living in a sleepy town of like a thousand people doesn't pass the vibe check for me (as much as i cherish #nebraskan sonic)
like i just think it would've been more interesting if he'd wound up living in the city. you know? it's not like it would've been impossible for him to hide there. ofc there's the teenage mutant ninja turtles route where he hides in the sewer but honestly i don't think he would've needed to do that. there's plenty of empty/condemned buildings in cities. he could've camped out in one of those and set up his living space there, OR and this is very funny in the ironic sense, he could've lived in an empty, disused water tower. that's basically like a cave but it has a VIEW. since they're situated high up, i can just picture a shot where he's sitting on top of it looking out over the city wistfully...
anyways as for WHO he'd eventually end up connecting with i think the choice is obvious. rachel... she has so much more swag than tom and more importantly she's RIGHT about everything. plus her kid is the one who gave him his shoes canonically???????? i just think it'd be fun for sonic to have a human adopted sibling like if he's already getting adopted by a human why not go all the way and give him a whole human family yk.
i was imagining in my head some interactions like once rachel finds out he's been living alone for the better part of a decade she's like ah. I See (<- barely contained rage at The Owl for doing that to him). well, you're going to get chili dogs EVERY night. and sonic is like "i love chili dogs :)" and she's like "i know you do baby <3"
idk. basically rachel deserved better
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animentality · 4 months
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lmao someone called me cringe, and I knew instantly that they were at the impressionable age of 14, where you worry about how other people see you, and think cringe is some kind of end all insult that decimates everyone as much as it decimates you.
I'm ten years too old to be bothered by the word cringe.
you're gonna have to use something other than your own discomfort to bother me.
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nopanamaman · 4 months
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this has probably been asked before but ... what's been the biggest struggle with writing PAFL thus far? how did you handle any blocks/obstacles in your writing process? i've hit a lot of points where i've been unable to fix or connect plot holes, so i'm always interested in how others who are producing their stories handle these problems
That's a good question anon
It's a bit hard to say now, since the story has been solidified a good while ago... But I think the ending was what gave me the most trouble, even when most of the current PAFL story was already laid out.
I've already talked about the first ending being too dismal for my liking. While I know it could've worked and satisfied a good number of people, to me it felt like it justified Yura's initial nihilistic worldview. Also it left a lot of threads hanging in a way I found rather unsatisfying.
What helped me is stealing. I though about what endings made me feel satisfied in the past, what scenes and moments made the journey feel worth it, even if the conclusion wasn't 100% happy.
As a result, I pulled from a lot of different places for inspiration. While I still have some peculiarities to iron out in terms of how I want the final sequence to play out, I'm far happier with what I have now.
So I guess as banal as it is, look to other things. Don't be afraid to copy shit you enjoy - it's about how you mix and match your inspirations. That's how you make the story your own!
When it comes to plotholes, I got two strategies. The classic: gloss over them and patch things up on the fly later on if somebody notices. Sounds bad, but honestly, if the inconsistency isn't absolutely story- and logic-breaking most people won't care.
Actually, most people won't care even if the plothole is severe as long as the story you're telling is engaging and entertaining enough. So don't beat yourself up too hard about it.
That said, if the plothole is genuinely stopping the story from progressing properly or breaks immersion in a major way, it's best to just scrap that whole chunk of the plot and rethink it from the ground up.
I remember reading something like, "If you're writing prose and feel absolutely stuck on a sentence, just go a couple sentences back and rewrite everything from there." You can totally do the same on a more global narrative scale!
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