“my characters have a mind of their own!” – no i’m not mad and yes i know i made them up but i have no idea what’s happening anymore please save me
“i’m going to write today!” – i’d actually rather wash the garden path but the house is already pristine and i’ve run out of excuses
“this is still a rough draft so go easy on me!” – i have spent what feels like forever pouring my very soul into this but i worry it’s terrible and if you’re mean i may just cry
“i’ll update soon!” – this is utterly killing me, i don’t know how to read anymore, what are words, help
“i just had this idea and had to share it with you guys!” – this has taken me three weeks and countless hours please love and appreciate it
“feedback appreciated :D” – please, i live for validation! i need comments!!
“I’ve got writer’s block” – I know where I want the story to go, but I’m crippled by my own expectations and what i think other people’s expectations are
“This was a good writing day!” – I was, somehow, able to avoid most distractions and wrote more than 5 words. It was still like pulling teeth
“I’m excited for this project :)” – I’ve spent what feels like three lifetimes thinking, planning, and revising the idea, and now that I’m starting to work on it, I’m paralyzed by the certain knowledge that it’s not going to be anywhere near what I want it to be
“My characters hate me” – I have done horrible things to my characters that, if they were real, would surely count as crimes against humanity, and despite loving them, I love hurting them more. My final shred of humanity has me feeling guilty…guess I’ll just have to stab my characters a few more times…
“I’m not really feeling motivated” – I’m wringing out my very soul to write this story, and it’s left me exhausted. Random love will recharge me, otherwise I’m going to crawl into a procrastination hole for the next week
“Send me asks” – I’m lonely and have writer’s block* (see above), and desperately want to interact with people. Please. I’m begging you, don’t leave me alone with my thoughts
– “writing isn’t really easy for me atm” i say that as if there’s a time when writing is easy for me
– “feedbacks are always appreciated!” pls how do i tell you that i need you to tell me what you think about this piece without sounding too annoying and needy i just want to hear y’all
– “this was fun to write” yes because i finally drilled in my head that i should indulge myself first and not think about what other people will like esp since the anxiety is limiting me from writing it exactly how i want to
– “a lot of stuff are coming fellas i can’t wait ;)” i can’t wait to find out how to bridge this Important Scene #4 to Important Scene#5 bc i am completely lost atm….i just want them to connect and go to the real action
– “no update comments please :)” they make me anxious and even guiltier over not updating fast. pls stop
– “who knows what will happen in the next chapters? :)” no one, i don’t know either
– “sorry this chapter is too long!” i feel like it’s 50% filler pls tell me you enjoy it so I’ll feel less guilty
Every zombie series takes place in an alternate universe for where zombie fiction never existed because that’s the only way to explain why people act as if they haven’t been conditioned by 50 years of movies depicting monsters that operate exactly the same as the creatures they are currently facing.
Unless you’re @seananmcguire and write a universe where they’re not supposed to be called zombies, but everyone does because they’re fricken’ zombies. George Romero is a widely-acclaimed hero. And life goes on, because we’re humans and it does.
to my student who emailed me today asking if she should title her essay “what does grendel eat for breakfast? danish” or “no arm, no foul,” thank you. you don’t know that i was in the middle of hashing out how i’m handling your classmate’s intentional plagiarism, but receiving that email reminded me that some of you take your teenage rebellions in the right direction, and i love u for that.
steve:*comes home one evening* bucky, in a bathrobe: I’ve been expecting you. steve: what are you wearing? bucky, seductively: oh this? I just wanted to slip into something a little more – bucky: *rips off robe, revealing the old captain america suit* bucky: – ridiculous. steve: buck.
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