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Okay but honestly with the death of forums and blogs and Yahoo Answers. And the rise of discord. Reddit is the last refuge to get any kind of information about anything whatsoever.
me scrolling back up through my tumblr feed until the idea comes back
The ADHD/Autism experience
Imo the most important thing a writer (or any artist) can be is earnest. You can have no technical skill whatsoever and write a complete stinker and you'll still have a story some readers will fall in love with, so long as they can tell you really meant it and really gave it a shot. Everything else is artifice.
My favorite example of this is Chernyshevsky’s “What is to Be Done?” It was a 19th century Russian novel about a poly couple that starts an egalitarian commune with the purpose of rejecting gender and class hierarchy. The idea was unbelievably radical, and it took off among young adults. Many credit it with sparking the Russian revolutionary movement, inspiring leftists for decades to come. Even in the early 20th century, you could find it under the arm of every university student who wished to defy the tsar. Lenin himself paid tribute to the work by releasing his writing under the same name.
Here’s the thing: the book was garbage. The language was shit, the pacing was tedious, and it meandered from one dull scene to another with basically no plot. Literary critics were beside themselves. How did this shitty hack piece about a bunch of horny deadbeats wind up anywhere but the bin? It was a clunky read, but the vision was so powerful, so genuine, so innovative, that it lit a flame that lasted for generations to come and eventually toppled a monarchy.
So yeah, maybe what you’ve written IS kinda shitty, but that doesn’t mean your words lack power. Put yourself out there in good faith, and there’s a good chance something will resonate with someone.
For half a second there I was so confused
hoping to start T and get top surgery soon, also started going to the gym so basically what im saying is im gonna be so hot
[age in blog or get blocked, minors DNI]
Are you sure you're actually trans in this day and age, and not just socially conditioned to think that you are?
i hope EVERYONE who sees this turns trans. i hope everyone gets to fuck a boycunt and suck a girl dick. i hope everyone becomes big fat trannys with nonbinary genders and neopronouns. good news everyone, you can be trans today!!!
like to get transer, reblog to turn lillian trans
✨✨THIS POST IS AN OFFICIAL ENDORSEMENT FOR BEING TRANS, WRITTEN BY GOD HERSELF✨✨
[age in blog or get blocked, minors DNI, transphobes suck my nonbinary tcock]
YOU'RE BEING SHRIMP CHECKED!!!!....
You FAILED SUCCESSFULLY!!!
Shrimp Moon inspired by @/castercassette
I would also die for him too
you can give someone a peck on the kisser and you can give a kiss on their pecker pretty beautiful huh
does anyone know why my bomb collar is beeping
“me when i lie” is the funniest way to call someone a liar the internet has cooked up thus far
[image description: A very tall white-haired fellow in a grey suit with black shoes sits on a throne of books, with an open tome resting on the leg he’s crossed over his knee. He is bearded but - like Abraham Lincoln - has no mustache.
He is haloed in a light violet light and looks up from his book in an expectant manner. Text reads, “262 LONG HAL – SMALL GOD OF FINISHED PROJECTS”]
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Beginnings are easy. Everything begins.
Endings, though—those are hard. Seeing something small and fragile from conception to execution can be the next best thing to impossible. The world changes while you work, you see. That idea that seemed so brilliant a hundred thousand years ago is played-out and dull now, or you get bored, or Netflix releases a show that has just enough superficial similarities that you know you’ll never be able to convince anyone you didn’t rip off your whole beautiful nightmare from someone else’s dream.
Middles, though—middles are the worst of all. People get lost in middles, never to be seen again. people wander into the swamps and snarls of the undefined center and sink into the muck. The road between inspiration and completion is littered with the bones of those who never escaped the middle.
He comes after you’ve made your beginning, and no one sees him arrive; you just look up at some point and he’s there, walking beside you, eyes on the horizon. As long as you press forward, he presses forward with you, and if you sink into the swamp, he won’t save you, but he will grieve. He grieves for all the ones who fall along the way.
And if you make it to the ending with him, if you get there, he will take the dream you have walked into the world in his long-fingered hands, and he will smile at you, and he will tell you your creation is safe with him. If you’ve been a good companion, traveled well, enjoyed the road, he may tell you where Anna is waiting. Because she’s always waiting, and he has always loved her, fickle, brilliant creature that she is. They are two sides of the same coin, morning and night, and they are never once together, and they have never been apart.
Fun thing I learned today. On Wikipedia's List of Cetaceans, where a photo is missing it says [cetacean needed]
I’m confused
It used to be that paper currency was backed by gold and silver for its value. A 10$ paper note would be redeemable for 10$ worth of gold or silver following the gold or silver standard. Currently our bills are fiat money which means they are not backed by any tangible item. They’re just based on the strength of the economy. The economy can fluctuate so it makes the actual value of a bill unstable. These Mcdonalds coins, however, would be a currency that are redeemable for a Big Mac. This would make them a technically more stable currency as they are always have the value of a Big Mac they can be redeemed for.
pennant winged nightjar
Oh, that’s an odd name, what’s the bird look li--
...oh.