#writing energy

[springintoastory]

We're halfway through April! 🌺✒️🌷

You've written a lot of words and made good progress on your writing projects. You've overcome the first challenge - getting started - and now you're probably facing the second - how to keep going. It's time to root into your story, avoid distractions, and stride toward your goal!

Resist new ideas. Just becuase you see a new shiny idea doesn't mean you half to pick it up. Jot down the basics so you don't forget it, but then tell that plot bunny you'll return in May. April is for a different project.

Surround yourself in the story. Sometimes, the words won't come. But if you still think of your story, live in that world, you'll be ploting and developing your characters and it'll be easy to make the words flow. Things you can do to stay in your story are: build playlists and listen to them, fill out character sheets and questionable, world build, draw maps, daydream about events after your story, draw your characters.

Bribe yourself. Set aside a treat that you can only have once your project is finished. Maybe it's a fancy dinner. Or a collector's addition of Watership Down. Perhaps a new bookish t-shirt. Set a reward, and tease yourself with it to get cracking on that story.

Don't consumer similar media. If you're writing a fantasy story, reading others in the genre could make you second guess your story, or give you new ideas to weave in. At the half way point, you want to dig deep into your story, not think about someone else's. (But please, do still read and watch stuff. Don't focus on writing 100% of your time)

Take a day off. If you've been making progress every day, good for you! But don't forget to take breaks. A reset is good for you. And who knows, that not-writing time might just give you the breakthrough you need.

#spring into a story #springintoastory #writing #writeblr #creative writing #writing challenge #writing community #writblr #writing advice #writing tips #creativity #writing energy

[unchartedthelostlegacy]

i love graffiti. "comics and jazz are the only american art forms" you forgot graffiti. did you remember graffiti? That art form birthed in Philly and NYC in the early 70s by poor Black kids. that art form that spread all over the world and influenced so many. that's used without irony in commercials when they're trying to appeal to a "young urban" customer.

did you forget graffiti? that racism broken windows theory victim? that reach the establishment takes claiming that it's exclusively violent gang members throwing up those full-color pieces and wildstyle tags in the middle of the night outsmarting fifty security cameras because the billboard was ugly anyway. as if, even if it was, it wouldn't be impressive as all hell. risking brutality and fall damage so your art can occupy the space a gentrified condo named something like "Coluumna" took away from you. proving that despite only assholes affording to live here anymore there's still a soul beneath it. an animal with dripping stripes and teeth that go clack-clack tsssss

#graffiti #it's like how they claim touching a paper that had drugs on it can kill a police officer #manufactured fear of art itself because of who made it #you won't invest in addiction recovery or keeping libraries open or extracurricular programs but you'll sure as hell give cops overtime #so they can beat a kid writing on a shutter #writers have such big dick energy

[kvetchinglyneurotic]

unstoppable force (desire to write) vs immovable object (tired)

#writing #on the plus side i did make a decent amount of progress on the thesis #on the minus side it sapped my fic writing energy #also we're having a very loud windstorm but that's unrelated #kvetch oc

[my-heart-of-heart]

So normal about Jon being like I don’t remember what you looked like but the man who let you die is going to suffer for what he did to you. If only Sasha coulda seen that.

So normal about Jon being like you died hating me and wanting me dead but I’m still gonna make sure this man knows I’m ending him in your name. Sure wish Tim coulda seen that.

So normal about the fact that everyone believed Jon was losing his humanity but no one got to see the ways his love and compassion for the people he lost or who hurt him drove him to that final moment.

So normal about the fact that even after everything Jonah’s done to Jon, the only person he never thinks to get justice for is himself.

#same energy as Jon diving into the buried to save the woman who tried to kill him #for all his flaws Jon’s a good person at his core #he just wholeheartedly believes he deserves to be hated so he never even tries to explain himself #analysis #istg every time I post one of these I get closer to writing a full dissertation on this guy #tma #the magnus archives #jon sims #jonathan sims #tim stoker #tma 200 #sasha james #jonah magnus

[matchamiko]

Teaching Dabi how to eat pussy the way you like it but he’s so desperately sloppy and messy about it that you just hump his face with one hand gripping his hair and the other tight on your own throat.

He’s inexperienced, mostly, he doesn’t give often if not at all to the partners he’s had in the past, few and far between; but then you came along and all of a sudden he’s offering and begging and demanding. He’s so used to seeing pussy eating in porn, in magazines that he’s got no rhythm, no method, no thought behind his guzzling and slurping and biting. So when you anchor yourself to him with a frustrated little whine, lifting your hips and grinding smoothly and sweetly against his tongue and his nose; Touya swears sees new colours and hears new sounds. The wet click of your cunt against his lips and chin, the shuddering of your thighs either side of his head, your mumbles and gasps against your constricted throat, and your encouraging praises of him just staying right there, just like that Touya. He cums loud and wet as he looks up at you through his lashes, half angry that you’re not teaching him like you said but half insane over the state of you, using him to your heart’s content.

#I have no energy to write anything long:(( m so tired and broke and sad #anyways u need to teach him because he’s a loser #dabi x reader #Dabi smut #bnha smut #Touya Todoroki smut #touya todoroki x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha smut

[occudo]

More Magus Sketches

#occudo's art #tma fanart #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #the magus archives au #witch!jon #knight!martin #i really want to do 2 or 3 more comics with them #but I write all the scenes so long #and those end up even longer as comics #sigh #we got a too many ideas too little energy over here

[frownyalfred]

I cannot emphasize this enough: sometimes the draft sucks because you keep looking at it. It doesn’t actually suck. You just need to post it and stop beating yourself up.

#fic #fanfic #fanfiction #writing #writing things #ao3 #archive of our own #I promise bestie #it’s the same energy as #‘do my friends all hate me or do I just need to go to sleep’ #seriously all the cool moments and scenes you write will never be as cool to you since you’ve read them 109 times #but the readers will be seeing them for the first time!

[elspeth-catton]

[saltburn characters + text posts]

#saltburn #saltburn 2023 #incorrect saltburn quotes #saltburn spoilers #oliver quick #felix catton #farleigh start #venetia catton #elspeth catton #barry keoghan #jacob elordi #archie madekwe #alison oliver #rosamund pike #i don't have the energy in my life right now to do art or writing to add to the saltburn fandom but i can do terrible shitposts xx

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

Soleil (Pierre Clémenti, 1988)

#Soleil #The Sun #Pierre Clémenti #1988 #Pierre Clementi #Clementi #Clémenti #short film #experimental film #experimental cinema #quote #memory #energy #writing #painting #life

[steddieas-shegoes]

Mama Munson made Eddie’s Halloween costumes from scratch every year. She said it was because it looked cooler, but as he got older, he realized it was because she used scraps and cheap fabrics to make them and that’s all they could afford.

But his costumes were always great. Every year was better than the last.

When he got too old for trick or treating, she used Halloween night to teach him how to sew.

“For that jacket you wanna wear so bad, baby.”

It took a lot of effort, and a little bit of help for the thicker patches, but he managed to finish it in a few weeks.

That year for Christmas, he made her and Wayne battle jackets with their favorite bands and singers.

It became the thing he gave to important people.

Shortly after Vecna, when he was stuck in bed for nearly a month healing, he had his mom run to the store in Indy and start grabbing patches. Wayne found denim jackets from the donation store, surprised anything was left at all with how much people needed right now.

Eddie made all the kids jackets, even Max, who would probably think it was stupid in the same way she thought Lucas holding her hand was stupid (not at all).

He made Robin one, with a hidden rainbow flag patch on the inside pocket.

Nancy got one, even Argyle and Jonathan got one.

Steve didn’t.

Eddie didn’t know how to make it a friendly gesture, how to not make it look like he was screaming from the rooftops that he’d fallen hard for the guy who almost single-handedly saved his life. He was certain that giving him the jacket he made would be the end of the daily visits, the joking around, the fun.

“Baby, you think he don’t know?”

Eddie’s mama was trying not to laugh when he unloaded on her while he stitched the last patch to the front.

“He visits you every day, sometimes for hours, sometimes has to be dragged out by nurses, and ya think he don’t know?”

As usual, she had a point.

So Eddie was brave, gave Steve the jacket the next day when he stopped by.

Steve was silent as he took in every patch and pin, even the section of glitter glue Erica had insisted he add. Eddie played with his bare fingers, wishing now more than ever that he had his rings back.

Finally, Steve looked up, watery smile pointed right at Eddie.

“I love it. And you.”

Mama Munson slapped the back of his head gently later while Steve slept in the chair by his bed.

“I told ya so!” Her whisper was enough to make Steve shift around, his grip on Eddie’s hand tightening momentarily. “May have lost a nipple, but got yourself a boyfriend. That’s the Munson way.”

“What the hell do you mean?”

“Oh, Wayne never told you about losing his nipple in ‘Nam? Flirted with the medic and blamed it on blood loss, but wouldn’t ya know? The medic was a little light in his loafers, too!”

Eddie rolled his eyes.

“Wayne didn’t lose a nipple. You’re makin’ shit up again.”

“I ain’t never lied to ya! You ask Wayne tomorrow. There’s a reason he don’t ever go shirtless at the lake.”

And sure enough, the next day, Wayne lifted his shirt and showed Eddie where he had nothing but a scar where his nipple should be.

“So what about the medic?”

“Oh! Grant.” Wayne smiled. “We still write to each other sometimes. He’s married, got a few kids.”

“Oh. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. We wouldn’t have worked anyway. He lives in Maine. Can’t imagine dealin’ with moose.”

Mama Munson just raised her brows from her chair and smirked.

When Steve came by after his shift, he was wearing his jacket and the biggest smile Eddie’s ever seen.

“Anything new?”

“Nothin’ really. Just found out I’ve got a lot more in common with Wayne than I thought.”

#still no name for her but oh well #she can just stay mama Munson #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #wayne munson #mama Munson #I’m begging someone to write something with all this #I ain’t got the TIME #or the ENERGY #I have little spurts of thoughts like this and then NOTHING

[hersweetrevenge]

#blorbo from my shows #glup shitto #feel free to tag your most underrated or unknown blorbo #daneposting #how dare you suggest such a thing #of course this isnt about dane #(it is) #but its also about every actor for whom i have watched some truly mid content #because they were an extra in it 15 years ago or in it for 15 seconds #rohan campbell #brian van holt #bill moseley #brad dourif #especially brad. the way he is the foundation my writing blog was built on #and for all my random glups who i decided were worthy of main character energy #the things we do for our faves (watch mid media)

[succulentsiren]

Advice I'd Give to My Younger Self.

Be unapologetic about your presence. Never enter a room with your head lowered. Hold your head up like you are proud to be who you are. Take up space. Be bold in your actions. Let your voice be heard.

You don't have to be perfect. Get over perfectionism and the fear of being embarrassed. Learn to own all your flaws and insecurities and continue to do what you love.

What other people say mean nothing. Never loose sleep over anyone’s opinion of you. They are not God and they don't define you.

Believe in yourself. You can be successful just like those people you look up to. You have what it takes. Hone your skills and be great too.

Appreciate your unique gifts and qualities. Stop comparing yourself to others and changing yourself to fit in. Always stay true to yourself.

#succulentsiren #writers and poets #advice #younger self #higher self #mindset #growth #self growth #divine feminine #feminine #femininity #light feminine #dark feminine #journal #girlblogging #affirmations #it girl #dark femme #dark feminine energy #light femme #femme #journaling #dark femininity #life lessons #lessons #inspiration #self confidence #creatives #writing #believe

[panthermouthh]

And I said, “Hello, Satan

I believe it’s time to go.”

#my art #southern gothic #been too depressed to create anything but I’ve made this today #the little rhyme has been in my head for a few weeks #spilled ink #I guess do people still use that tag for poetry or am I old lol #I’ve been writing in my journal pretty much daily and sometimes spitting out little poems like this #not much energy for art #so I’m not gonna pressure myself to keep it up #I’m just gonna enjoy the fact that I made this #I hope ur all well <33 #the devil #by the way this isn’t meant to be fan art of Robert Johnson #but it’s inspired by him and the stories of musicians who sell their souls to the devil #I am still thinking very hard and have mostly drafted a cornstalk fiddle comic #god knows how long it’ll stay in a notebook haha #my comic #comics

[sadbeautifulttragic]

favorite ttpd lyrics

Cassandra by Taylor Swift

#taylor swift #taylorswift #tswift #tswiftedit #my edits #the tortured poets department #ttpd #cassandra #lyrics #my handwriting #I heart this and had to write it down immediately #my god I'm latching on to this like a lifeline rn #I hope I have more energy to talk and blog this weekend!! #fave ttpd

[zealousmentalityblizzard]

Good day, earthlings!

I started playing hades 2 and I looove new character illustrations it’s a huge improvement from the first game imo

#hades 2 #hades ii #hades #hades fanart #hades game #hades supergiant #hades hypnos #hypnos hades #illustration #I have no energy to write a long shitpost today

[deepwaterwritingprompts]

Text: As security for the nuclear energy plant, I mostly turn away dying gods. Desperate for one more taste of such power, they will say and do anything to get me to let them in.

#creative writing #writing prompts #nuclear energy #heaven and hell