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unsureofwhathappens · 7 months
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Holy mother of pearl!!!! Next week I might actually write! Let's see if I do anything, finish anything, etcetc.
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unsureofwhathappens · 8 months
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Is anyone else ever genuinely shocked when you find out you have an impact on someone’s life? A coworker can be like “I’ve missed seeing you” and I’m just like “???? you?? missed me????? My presence has an effect on your daily experience???? I affect things??? W h a t ? ? ?”
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unsureofwhathappens · 8 months
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''Useless'' Writing Reminders
Save your documents. Strive to be safe, not sorry.
Back-up your documents. Strive to be safe, not sorry.
Placeholder names can quickly turn into forever names. Picking name(s) on a whim can lead to great things, or it can become your worst nightmare (😁).
Your writing has value. Yes, even the most inadequate of writing. You don't have to boast or even like everything you've ever written, but even the most questionable of writing will have contributed to your growth as a storyteller. Cherish it for what it is.
You can take a break. It is absolutely okay.
First drafts are scary. But you know what's more scary? Not having a draft at all.
Using clichés or ''overdone'' tropes will not kill your story. Firstly, tropes are building blocks. Secondly, humans actively search to consume stories revolving around these tropes.
Write your heart out. Boast about your writing. Boast about your friends' and fellow writers' writing. Everyone deserves recognition, even you, from within your own heart. (Sorry. That's really cheesy. But it's true).
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unsureofwhathappens · 8 months
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If you don't like a story, scroll on by
As someone who has a fatal flaw of needing to have the last word, I get it. You read a story you don't like? You see details they got horribly wrong? You think they bungled the ending? You think their characters made dubious moral choices? YOU MUST INFORM THE WRITER OF HOW THEY ARE WRONG AND YOU ARE RIGHT IMMEDIATELY!
(In instances of racism, homophobia, and other sorts of harmful narratives that networks generally prohibit, I leave to your discretion.)
And again, I get it. The temptation to prove how smart we are is strong. Except, guess what? IT WILL NOT END HOW YOU THINK IT WILL END.
The writer will not thank you. (Even if you're right.)
This is not Goodreads, Amazon, or Publisher's Weekly. This shit is all for free.
And even then, no one is forcing you to read. No one is forcing you to like something. Fanfic writers are doing this out of love and for fun. And unless they consent or request to receiving your feedback, unless you are in their circle of trust -- and EVEN THEN, your critical opinion (correct or otherwise) is not wanted.
You are not our professor, our boss, or even our mother. (And seriously, even if you're our mother, we do not want to hear it.)
At best, you will be ignored. At worst, you will push yet another writer off this hellsite. And in between, you may get your ass handed to you in the comments.
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unsureofwhathappens · 8 months
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You all can ignore this. Just.. again, for myself so I don't lose it:
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unsureofwhathappens · 8 months
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Do u ever read a friend’s fic and it’s like holy shit how do you consider me qualified to talk to you?
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unsureofwhathappens · 8 months
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I have come to realize I don't want to lose this link... (and my posts don't show up for people so I can sneak it here!!!)
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unsureofwhathappens · 8 months
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Side Note To Fan Fic Authors
Here’s the thing.
I read a lot of scripts.  A lot.  From professionals to aspiring writers to complete newbies.  Features and pilots.  Specs and treatments.
And 8 times out of 10 the fan fic that I’ve read over the last, oh, 15 years is leagues better than this stuff.  It’s more inspired.  It’s more compelling.  It’s genre bending and creative and heartfelt.  It’s well-paced and intense and funny and sexy and meaningful.  It’s smart and thoughtful and good.  It’s novel-quality.  Better than, sometimes.
Rare is the script I don’t want to put down, but how often have we stayed up until 3am to get to the last chapter of a 100k fic? And it’s not even a fan fic author’s day job.  This is what they do on the side.  In their spare time.  For free.
So my point is, fan fic authors, you’re good.  You’re good writers and great storytellers.  I know it doesn’t always feel like it, especially if you’re one of the authors who’s not a BNF and doesn’t get the notes/hits that a few do.  And  because some people still view fic as “not real writing.” You guys know the shit that gets made into movies.  You’re better than that.  So be better than that.  If writing is what you think want to do, then just know you’re already doing it.   You’ve already started.
And you’re more talented than you might think.
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unsureofwhathappens · 8 months
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So.... I started a Podcast.
It has no specific.... genre? It is like listening to a friend ramble. And mostly there because people tell me they love listening to me and my voice...
.... should I share it here too?
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unsureofwhathappens · 9 months
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This is Random: I know.
But I think I am going to try to do something that people have been telling me to do for ages: I might go ahead and start a Podcast. O.o
Why? Well, for YEARS, people have been telling me that they like listening to me. Or that I am entertaining. That I am very animated and just enjoyable to listen to. They tell me I am in the wrong business all the time and that I should do Podcasts or Radio or Voice Acting. (I will dream about Voice Acting. That... is a biiiig stretch.)
So I might go ahead and try!
The issue - What the HECK do people talk about on Podcasts? What do people want to hear? Especially from ME? What am I supposed to do? What SHOULD I do? Omg ... this is why I never really tried. BUT WHO KNOWS NOW.
Any recommendations? XD
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unsureofwhathappens · 9 months
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unsureofwhathappens · 9 months
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i really love when a character, calmly and completely earnestly, is like i’m not important, i’m no one really, just a blade that people use and throw away. no one remembers me for long after i leave their life. and then you look at the evidence and it turns out that every person who meets them becomes permanently obsessed with them, for better and for worse, and the character has somehow completely missed this fact
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unsureofwhathappens · 9 months
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Oh my gawd I am trying this again... Let's see how far I get with this. I have the outline and everything -
YES IT IS ANOTHER INSPIRED BY SEVEN DARN IT.
But it is also based off a conversation I had with my friends. 7 BTS Members, 7 Days a Week. I mean - It was a a pretty clean conversation about which member we would like to hang out on which day, and a lot of it was based on our own personal energy flows and what we desire on certain days. What days do we have social batteries and what days do we just need to chill... and who we would chill with.
ANYWAY - I have a few snippets to share I SUPPOSE. I am still working on Monday. XD It starts with an intro and then goes into the different days, and ONE day with that 'friend' - and yes that friend is a BTS member darn it. xD But this is a non-idol AU.
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And you chuckled as you sat back and tried to reflect on how your life is now. “You know… I have absolutely NO idea how I do either.” This sent all three of you laughing - and then the tingle of the door opening a little harshly brought your attention to the entrance to see your fourth friend there, breathing a little harder as if she had just ran there to make sure to arrive. The three of you perked up and waved her over. 
And boy did she look relieved to see the three of you. “So sorry! I really thought I wouldn’t make it but then something opened up so I fucking RAN and just-” she explained as she plopped into a fourth chair that Sonia brought over. 
“We are stoked that you are able to make it,” Vida exclaimed, you and Sonia nodding in agreeance. “Though we didn’t order you a drink-”
Kara (AKA: Kay) shook her head and held up her phone, showing she placed an order somehow. “Apps, make the world WORK I swear to you.”
You couldn’t help but pull out your phone. “I… had no idea they had an app for here,” which led to Kara having a HUGE grin. “Oh yeah. They do-” And as soon as she stated that, you all looked at the worker who brought the drink over, and you all offer your thanks as Kara sipped it happily, making a sound of absolute joy.
Once she got the first sip done, she looked around, and grinned. “So, what did I miss?”
You opened your mouth but Sonia beat you to it.
“We are discussing how our friend here has a guy friend for each day of the week,” she stated with a grin. 
Kara leaned forward happily, hand on palm as she looked at you, a look in her eye. “Oh yeah. I have to admit, your friend Namjoon is a … very good looking fella.” Your other two friends nodded in agreement. “And so smart, I wish he could hang out with me on Mondays to help me prep and prepare my week, I feel like he would be amazing at that. Plus just spending time with him would help me,” Vida stated, as they smiled at the thought.
“I always thought your friend Seokjin would be a great Monday starter,” Sonia stated, as she leaned in to take another sip of her drink. 
You blinked. “Have you guys thought of this before?” The three of them looked at each other and laughed.
“Actually, no. I don’t think so, but now I definitely have ideas,” Vida stated, Sonia nodding. “It is actually a very thoughtful process,” they finished their thought, which led to you snorting into your drink. 
“Oh, do enlighten me,”  you started, as your brain started to whirl through the possibilities. Vida nodded as they set their matcha drink down, their eyes focusing on you, surprising you as they smirked. 
“Well, I actually want to hear about this from you. You know them the best, so… I need some insider insight,” they stated. This had everyone’s eyes on you, similar smiles on each and every one of them.
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(There are whole sections and then-)
To the point you hurried to the dance studio. Hoseok had been here for years and it honestly suited him. He was able to teach kids and younger students for the most part - to help encourage their excitement and get them really into dance, but he also had one advanced class with adults. It was amazing to see their performances when they do it. You also knew how hard he worked and what he did. You were pretty sure he wanted to schedule this not just for you but to remind him to take breaks too. And if the only way to get him to do so was to do it for you, so be it!
When you got to the desk, you were breathing a little heavier-
(“You mean like how Kay was when she entered today,” Sonia interjected. 
It brought you out of the scenario but yeah, sure. That would be exactly it. You blinked, forgetting that you were talking about possibles and intertwined your own experiences into it to make it more plausible and why you would chose which friend for which day - and then focused on the memory/scenario.)
When you got to the desk, you were breathing a little heavier because you had sprinted the last part. Your apartment was close enough to Hoseok’s studio that you could just leave your car at home but you were scared that Traffic might have messed up your timing - 
Only to find you were early. You almost did a celebration when you heard someone else jog up to the desk once you had caught your breath and seemed like a normal being instead of a possibly out of shape one.
“Sorry Y/N! You weren’t waiting long were you,” Hoseok asked, his hair wet, a towel around his neck, smelling really fresh for someone who appears to have been sweating… yet his clothes weren’t covered in sweat?
(“A shower. He had to have just finished a shower,” Kara whispered to Vida, fully invested and didn’t want to interrupt.
“Does Hoseok’s studio have showers in them,” Vida asked.
Sonia answered, “Yeah. They have a couple for the instructors because they have a lot of classes. Otherwise they might stink heavily or something.” They were all trying to be decently quiet to not interrupt you, but you couldn’t stop the smile that happened hearing their mini-conversation.)
You shook your head, your confusion written on your face. He chuckled and patted your head while giving the guy at the receptionist desk the chin nod thing guys do. 
“Sorry, I thought I had more time so I took a quick shower even though my class went a little over.”
(“Told you!”)
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This isn't all of it. And there are obviously large pieces missing. But honestly, I am kinda excited that I did some writing! It may not see the light of day, but at least I put SOME of it out there.
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unsureofwhathappens · 11 months
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Possible Prompt I might work on...
What if your favorite characters had different powers or abilities...
I am starting to think about the different types of possible powers - and I almost went elemental for most of it. Not going to lie. But THEN I would need to think of like... 7 types of elements. And do I REALLY have that much in me to try to do that?
Possibly.
Or do I go with POWERS powers. Eh. EHH.
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Official First Day of Winter -
Yesterday. So, I randomly felt like putting this down. Even though it is late....
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You lifted your head, your face turned to the sky, eyes closed as you smiled and lifted your arms. It had been so long - so long since you got to experience snow like this. Where you were from, it didn't snow much. You almost felt like it was a fairytale or something mythical from the past.
It didn't help that the only time you heard about snow in real life was the extreme examples and everything. It always seemed like an all or nothing with heavy consequences. But a soft snow like this - where you are in a white wonderland and the snow is gracefully falling all around...
"It's almost like soft white petals gracing us from above. Giving us a view that we never expect but surrounds us in gentle reminder of the possibilities in this world," a warm, soft voice stated, saying your exact thoughts.
You loved hearing his thoughts, they could be so poetic. He is able to word what you felt into comprehensive words when you originally thought there was no way to describe it. It was one of his many talents and something you never grew tired of. Plus his voice, his tone, the warmth, the richness, it all added to the real meaning.
"Yeah," you softly replied, not being able to add to it properly. You didn't want to ruin the perfection that was his prose.
Your smile grew as you turned to him, opening your eyes as you felt the familiar warm spreading in the hand that he reached up to hold and then brought it to his side. His smile was soft and loving, saying more than he could.
Yeah, it was moments like these that you live for. What a wonderful way to start Winter.
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I have come to realize my writing style is.... Very "as a person thinks" type. The inner dialogue and monologues that happen (at least as they happen in my own mind) and it creates a very different voice than those I read. I usually have to write everything as it comes first, then edit it and rewrite, edit, add to it, or realize there should be more detail...
I find it really hard to really delete everything though.
It is an interesting thing to notice. I seriously need people to read it before I post because I need to know if it makes sense to others because what makes sense to me .... doesn't hit everyone else the same way.
(Also trying to see if I can do other types of writing. My big story I hope is a bit better. I know I have started rewriting it already only because I want to start posting it soon because it is going to be a LONG one. With multiple parts. Maybe like seasons or something because - I tell you I have this whole idea darn it!)
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indigo is for the lonely bitches, the burnt out overachievers, the people who worked so hard for something only to realize they didn't want it anymore, the heartbroken, the restless, the self-critical, the bitches who turn their phones off just to be alone sometimes, the ones who are reparenting themselves, the ones who get overwhelmingly consumed by all their worries and regrets, the ones who feel homesick for a place that doesn't exist anymore and maybe never did, the ones who don't recognize who they used to be and aren't sure who they might become next, the exhausted creatives who make art because they don't know what they'd be without it, and the people who can't believe they're about to be fucking 30.... 💙
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