“Learn to Color”. Cover art by E. Rozhkova (1955).
Dam pretty
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You must listen to the greatest tale of all tails and adapt that knowledge to survive.
Right.
So, my 5 year old cousin was over at our place today. And we're all having dinner quite casually. My uncle and aunt are talking to my parents and I, it's all fine. The little human refuses to eat. Here's a little insight (totally not a line from Jax Jones).
A couple of days ago, a server on discord had a question posted about what would be the one basic skill you should have to survive.
I answered: basic manipulation.
I narrated the incident to my parents and we all forgot about it.
BUT LO AND BEHOLD,
my father used the trick on my cousin.
People tried to punish him into eating, tried to set a good example referring to his favourite characters. My gorgeously intelligent father is chilling, eating and not worrying.
My cousin looks over to the silent man and asks him to play with some pokemon cards. The silent man agrees. The first card is set out, and my father has a Lugia. It's blingy and shiny and my cousin is in awe. He's dreading his card, and it's
A Blastoise.
It was a not so blingy but appreciatable card. The tiny man accepts his defeat, and the big guy, as his prize
Eats
A
Bite
Of
The food.
Fucking genius.
The next round, a couple of cards are played again, and keep in mind, the little guy is 5 and his brain is kind of walnut.
Blingy card, child win, child eat.
The game lasted for about 20 rounds, the child willingly eats as he wins, my father dictated the rules and actively participated, alternating between losing and winning, little guy asked questions and his curiousness, along with his hunger, was quenched too.
My father used basic manipulation for a good cause.
Don't tell me manipulation is bad.
It all depends on whether you have a blingy card or not.
the idea that your friends won't like you if you're too weird is wrong for example one time I told a friend whenever I was losing my mind I laid down on the floor under my desk and stared at it until I was better and next time she visited me she taped a bag of salami snacks to the underside of my desk with a message saying "going insane all by yourself, handsome?" which I only saw months later when I had a breakdown. that's friendship.
Tumblr pregaming the anniversary of Julius Caesar getting stabbed thousands of years ago is one of the most Tumblr thing that could ever happen
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intense writing things (exposing things that writers do)
- discovering a major plot point of their WIP halfway through and just adding it in with any other changes, telling themselves they'll "go back and revise it later"
- lots of staring at a blinking cursor hoping it'll magically write
- abandoning their main WIP at a crucial part to write the mini WIP that floated into their thoughts
- thinking more about what they're going to write than actually writing
- complaining about their favourite character dying off in a novel while simultaneously creating a character whose death will be painful for the reader in their WIP
- — (iykyk)
- can only write during a certain (extremely inconvenient) time of day
- "look I wrote another 10 words" to anyone who will listen
- knowing the entirety of the plot but nothing at all when you open a new paper
- knowing the exact definitions of the most obscure words but forgetting the simplest things
- writing a sentence, being proud of it, finding it again while editing, being really proud, sending it to your friend, realizing it's from Percy Jackson or some other popular equivalent.
- smiling in pain when your friend asks you about the wip you abandoned months ago ("I know I will finish it this time")
- edit: wishing you could type / write as fast as your brain can think it (from @lillinari27)
Ran across this at a local flea market - just like the way it looked…