The Buddiest Of Boys

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Have you ever been called home by the clear ringing of silver trumpets? Paul, 27. I like good fiction, Jesus, cars, music, and running.

Writing advice from my uni teachers:

  • If your dialog feels flat, rewrite the scene pretending the characters cannot at any cost say exactly what they mean. No one says “I’m mad” but they can say it in 100 other ways.
  • Wrote a chapter but you dislike it? Rewrite it again from memory. That way you’re only remembering the main parts and can fill in extra details. My teacher who was a playwright literally writes every single script twice because of this.
  • Don’t overuse metaphors, or they lose their potency. Limit yourself.
  • Before you write your novel, write a page of anything from your characters POV so you can get their voice right. Do this for every main character introduced.

fun thing happened to me today

after shooing a massive fly out of my room i closed the sliding glass door on my middle finger and passed out from the pain for at least a few seconds. woke up sweaty shaky nauseous and with a headache, generally bad all over. pretty sure i didn’t break it or get a concussion at least. probably didn’t help that i hadn’t eaten or drank much last night or this morning before i went on a run in the heat wave we’ve got rn. big thanks to my roommates for taking care of me

Do you ever think about how Tolkien’s vision of the greatest evil in the universe was something he referred to as “The Machine” which was his way of talking about accelerated industrialism and mass surveillance and he wrote multiple books where the main villains were a dragon who sits on a huge pile of treasure that he never intends to use but incinerates anyone who comes near it, a man in a giant tower who’s wrecking the environment with his factories, and an evil being who uses what’s essentially a listening device to control the citizens of middle earth. And now Amazon is making a Tolkien show. Do you ever think about that.

Abandoned houses in Mirlo Beach, a once thriving oceanfront town on North Carolina’s Outer Banks now slowly being reclaimed by the sea (some of these buildings have since been moved or have collapsed)  [photos: Greg Fitzgerald/ Island Free Press/ Don McCullough]