What kind of writer am I? With all this love and no words for it?
— Anne Sexton, Anne Sexton: A Self-Portrait in Letters
one day you think: I want to die. and then you think, very quietly: actually. actually. I think I want a coffee. a nap. a sandwich. a book. and I want to die turns day by day into want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friend, I want to sit in the sun, I want a cleaner kitchen, I want a better job, I want to live somewhere else. I want to live.
- via duckbunny
lochnessmonster-deactivated2013
doES ANYONE ELSE REALIZE THAT WE’RE LIKE, THE FIRST GENERATION ON TUMBLR
GIVE IT 10-15 YEARS AND WE’LL ALL BE GROWN UP AND AN ENTIRE NEW SET OF KIDS WILL BE ON HERE BLOGGING ABOUT COMPLETELY DIFFERENT SHOWS AND BANDS AND MOVIES AND BOOKS
THE ONLY THING THEY’LL STILL BE BLOGGING ABOUT THE SAME AS WE WERE IS DOCTOR WHO
HOPEFULLY
myownlilfantac
We’ll probably all be blogging about Sherlock season 4.
thewalkingassbutt
maybe
tumblartifacts
7/22/2013
happy decade anniversary to this post
it's okay:
- to be proud of your writing
- to boast about your writing
- to abandon/start new WIPs on a whim, even if you've already got projects that need to be worked on
- to have a bad day of writing
- to not want to share your writing with anyone
- to not want constructive criticism
- to fail and start again
- to succeed (achievements should be celebrated)
- to write things because it's fun (even if it's not your forte)
- to write things that are purely meant to be enjoyable, not everything has to come with a complex plot that deconstructs society as we know it
- to not like everything you've ever written
if you vote, reblog and tell me in the tags where you live!
Hey. Why isn’t the moon landing a national holiday in the US. Isn’t that fucked up? Does anyone else think that’s absurd?
It was a huge milestone of scientific and technological advancement. (Plus, at the time, politically significant). Humanity went to space! We set foot on a celestial body that was not earth for the first time in human history! That’s a big deal! I’ve never thought about it before but now that I have, it’s ridiculous to me that that’s not part of our everyday lives and the public consciousness anymore. Why don’t we have a public holiday and a family barbecue about it. Why have I never seen the original broadcast of the moon landing? It should be all over the news every year!
It’s July 20th. That’s the day of the moon landing. Next year is going to be the 54th anniversary. I’m ordering astronaut shaped cookie cutters on Etsy and I’m going to have a goddamn potluck. You’re all invited.
Hey. Hey. Tumblr. Ides of March ppl. We can do this
Hell yeah moon holiday
Moon Holliday!
HAPPY MOON DAY
moon
easyvirgin-deactivated20160413
happy Thursday the 20th
blakegdiamond
I’d have to wait months or even years for another chance to reblog this, so why the fuck not?
the-mighty-tor
next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th
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You know, just in case you wanted to set your queue for the next 6 years
insert-chaotic-enby-name
And here’s your next six years!
May 2021
January 2022
April 2023
July 2023 (yes there’s two that’s not a mistype)
June 2024
February 2025
March 2025 (this too is not a mistype)
November 2025 (this is also not a mistype)
August 2026
no writing workshop can help you improve your writing as much as this screenshot can
"There are old poops who will say that you do not become a grown-up until you have somehow survived, as they have, some famous calamity -- the Great Depression, the Second World War, Vietnam, whatever. Storytellers are responsible for this destructive, not to say suicidal, myth. Again and again in stories, after some terrible mess, the character is able to say at last, 'Today I am a woman. Today I am a man. The end.' When I got home from the Second World War, my Uncle Dan clapped me on the back, and he said, 'You're a man now.' So I killed him. Not really, but I certainly felt like doing it. Dan, that was my bad uncle, who said a male can't be a man unless he'd gone to war. But I had a good uncle, my late Uncle Alex. He was my father's kid brother, a childless graduate of Harvard who was an honest life-insurance salesman in Indianapolis. He was well-read and wise. And his principal complaint about other human beings was that they so seldom noticed it when they were happy. So when we were drinking lemonade under an apple tree in the summer, say, and talking lazily about this and that, almost buzzing like honeybees, Uncle Alex would suddenly interrupt the agreeable blather to exclaim, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.' So I do the same now, and so do my kids and grandkids. And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.'"
— Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country (2005)
a graph based on my observations
I would like to apply a Dolly Parton quote to this most excellent graph.
somehow instead of saying "as a treat", I've started using the phrase "for morale", as if my body is a ship and its crew, and I (the captain) have to keep us in high spirits, lest we suffer a mutiny in the coming days.
and so I will eat this small block of fancy cheese, for morale. I will take a break and drink some tea, for morale. I will pick up that weird bug, for morale.
I'm not sure if it helps, but it does entertain me
the worst is wanting to create and create and create but being trapped in a body that is so so so so tired
being kind is the most important thing in the world btw. you can be talented and clever but if you're not kind then what is the point of it all, really?
"There's millions of Tumblr users" to you. To me There's only about 12 and we all reblog the same five posts from each other
Occasionally someone will bring a new post into the ecosystem, and those days are VERY exciting. ENRICHMENT!
Anonymous asked:
WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU
lots and lots and lots and lots
