anonymous asked:

Okay! So I'm doing a ton of research for a story of mine. I'm planning to have most of it on my phone/paper at the moment because I'm having trouble with my laptop. How can I stay organized (I have a lot of trouble with this, I'm an extremely messy person)

This will likely take a lot of effort on your part because getting organized (even just for writing) isn’t an isolated moment. You use the word “stay” so you might recognize this, but part of it is learning discipline that tips can’t directly help with.

My first pre-actual-tips-tip is keep everything in the SAME spot. “Phone/paper” is not a good idea if you know you’re naturally disorganized. Choose one or the other, but paper is typically better for large pieces of information. Phones are great for reading things but lack ease of access for large databases. 

It’s okay to take note of ideas using your phone, since it’s easy to access when out of the house, but you have to move those ideas to the place you keep everything else as soon as possible.

1. Get a binder. With dividers. And lots of paper.

Every writer has a different method of organizing that suits their own needs, but my binder tabs read “Storytelling”, “Writing”, “Characters”, and “Research”.

“Storytelling” has the kind of tips I typically post on Sundays, like “Three Signs That Mean You’re Telling, Not Showing” and other stuff that’s unique to stories as opposed to essays or other writings. 

“Writing” has more technical things, like grammar rules that I occasionally mix up or lines from other books that stood out to me and why they stood out. I use this tab for some critiquing elements. 

“Characters” has my character concepts and backgrounds, plus an area for unused characters and names that might come in handy later.

“Research” has the information I’ve collected about things that matter to my story, like medical definitions, scientific backgrounds, even simple things like different types of shirt collars.

It’s really up to you how you organize, and my method tends to be confusing for people since a lot of the tabs have overlap. It works for me, so I use it. You might need to go through some trial-and-error to find what works for you. 

2. Organize within the tabs, too.

Some of my research extends beyond one page, and when that happens, I paperclip the related work together even if it’s all already connected to the binder rings. Don’t just write the ideas/research down, give them headers and page numbers so if the paperclip gets lost, you still know what belongs together.

Come up with a basic outline for all your research and stick to it. Use the same basic format for each bit of research you conduct.

Also, date your work! I typically write the time span it took me to complete (11/2-11/5) but some people prefer to just write the date it was completed. I’d be careful about just writing the date you start it, because you may think you’ve completed it when you really haven’t.

3. The front of your binder could have a list of things you need to add.

You don’t always have the time to start working on something immediately, but avoid forgetting about it by having a list of “future research ideas” as the very first page of the binder. Cross things off as you complete them. My list is short right now and is more related to the story than the research, currently saying “Point out role of media in life during ch1″, “Review inn scene for mood, pg 152″, and various other things I want to remind myself to address. 

4. Colors can help, but don’t let them take precedence.

I typically write my research with 3 colored pens: black, blue, and purple. Black is for the information, blue for the headers, and purple for anything that’s extra relevant to why I’m doing the research in the first place.

Attach these pens to the binder!! (Or any other specific-color writing utensil you use.)

5. Never let yourself have a “junk drawer”.

Some people can manage this because they know they’ll fix it, but if you’re someone who naturally moves toward disorganization then you have to be vigilant. Never leave anything unlabled or not in a specific tab. Never leave anything outside of your binder. If you have to, set alarms to remind yourself to move whatever is on your phone to paper. 

6. The binder is only for your writing!

Don’t put anything else in there. Not even for “temporary storage”. The only time it’s okay to do that is if you know you can deal with it without causing any issues. There’s an unrelated business card in mine, but I know it’s not a problem for me.  

7. Keep the binder in the same spot and upkeep it.

You can’t lose it if it’s always in the same spot, though it can get buried from time-to-time. Still, easy fix compared to tearing your room apart.

When you do get your laptop fixed, I’ve heard pretty good thing about Scrivener and other writing software. But part of using those well requires consistent and easy access to electronics, so if you commonly have laptop problems then it’s not the best solution. (It does have an iOS app though!)

Good luck with your organization

we appeared on stage left, with our hands shaking, with lyrics on our lips about a girl. we stood outside in the garden and snapped our mouth shut before anything took shape. we looked at girls and said: oh no, not today.

we fell for boys. we fell for plenty of them, with their half-smiles and boundless confidence. we told ourselves that if we could just sew the cloth right, we wouldn’t end up looking so much like a body bag and maybe our parents wouldn’t be ashamed of us quite so bad. 

at night, our dreams filled with girls. girls with their warm palms and gentle laughter and when we woke up - well, we cried, but it was in the shower, so nobody saw, so nobody knows, so it doesn’t count, so stop thinking about it.

we coulda sworn we heard one side of our heart shrieking under all those blankets we suffocated it in, we coulda sworn a little bit of it died every time we said, “yeah, i’m straight,” “just experimenting,” “don’t like to put a label on things,” we coulda sworn that when she looked at us with those goddamn fall-in eyes and freckles like a clover patch and that little blush that settled over her cheekbones, we coulda sworn we nearly lost it all

but we sat with our hands folded or shoved in our pockets or under our thighs and we dutifully kissed boys at sunset like how movies do it and we thought to ourselves: at least mom and pop won’t wanna kill us - we lived in houses that were full of hornets and had nowhere to run to so we waited until we were a safe enough distance that we could live the truth without being punished for it

and her eyes, her eyes, her eyes

a split between two halves does not make one side whole. a split down the center of your soul just makes every part sick.

we were just in a phase. we had no idea if we had stopped loving him because he was no longer good for us, or if we were actually just not into boys. we had no idea if she was actually abusive, or she was right and we just wanted the attention of being gay. we were sluts, or we hadn’t tasted enough so we couldn’t really know, we were all indecisive. we only knew how to love you with half of our hearts, we weren’t made from dating material, we were destined to cheat.  we were only temporary, we knew nothing of being bullied, we had no idea what being pushed out of our own homes so quickly that our legs burned felt like. we must be in love with our best friend, we must have no idea what it is to love someone. we were never in the movies, never in the shows, never in books, we were just unlabled. we were looking for a threesome, for college fun, for a much better role model. we were hateful. we weren’t allowed at pride, of course, because what we are is shameful. 

our mothers all have eyes that light up when we’re dating the “right kind” of person. our fathers have all spat at our feet. our “live-in partners” never get a formal introduction to our families, and we have all spent hours trying to explain: “it’s not you, it’s me, and keeping you safe from what i know is coming.” our tongues are printed with an ingredients list of explanations, of “yes, i’m still like this." 

and their eyes, their eyes, their eyes, landing anywhere but our stories, landing anywhere but our poems, landing anywhere but never on us

we woke up after dreaming about a girl again, and we cried in the shower where no one was looking, so nobody saw, so nobody knows, so it didn’t count, did it, so really

stop thinking about it.

—  THE INVISIBLES // r.i.d
The hunt (nsfw ghost rp)

You and your friends break into a old dvd store to find some porn. Everything was gone even the backroom was empty. Luckly you found a disk in a unlable box and if the other knew you you found something a fight will break out so you held on to it. Later in the bedroom you put it in and see whats on it.


I have been waiting for a long time to make this into a floor for the game. It’s one of the very first wood textures I ever found and I’ve been waiting (not patiently at all) for Sims4Studio to let us make floors. I would open the folder I had it in and look at it lovingly. I would even open it in photoshop and play around with colors and tiling. Anyway, enough about the love story between this floor texture and me.

There are 26 different versions included in the file. I could have made more. I wanted to. I want all the versions of this floor. Infinity. But I stopped at 26. Don’t want to seem obsessive.

I included pics of what it looks like without SweetFX by brntwaffles (which I use and can’t live without!) for those who don’t use it. Sorry for the lights in those pics, the invisible lights aren’t invisible in buy mode, so I just used some of Dot’s small ceiling lights.

The first preview pic and the unlabled pics were taken with SweetFX on. Just an FYI. Click on the pics to see bigger previews.

All show up under one thumbnail found under “Wood” in buy mode>floors.

Download at my

google drive

TOU: Don’t reupload and don’t claim as your own. Because I love this floor. 


Most of these are discarded concepts, while some of them have been made into dota items. Either way, I’ve been browsing my own files, and I figured if they can inspire someone else, then heck, why not upload them? If there’s any interest, I’ll dig up some more to post or something :>


Of all the 131 fics I’ve posted on this blog (the result of hard filtering, reason why I unconditionally love all of them), these are the top 25.
I’ve selected the stories I re-read at least once, with no particular order, except for the first 3 (I’ve reread them at least 5 times I think)

Enjoy ;)

Ace  [Sequel]

In My Dreams I’m With You


the worst straight/white argument about P’s death is the “get over it! there’s so many other black/poc lesbians/wlw on the show!” 

where?? who?

Poussey- black lesbian, killed when she just found happiness

Suzanne- black lesbian, who’s never had a healthy onscreen relationship with a woman

Sophia- black trans woman, who isn’t in the main cast and is only a recurring character who was barely seen in this last season

Soso- biracial unlabled wlw, whose girlfriend was killed in front of her

that’s only 4 and one was killed off. where is this insane abundance of lesbian woc you’re talking about???