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attadale · 21 days
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Oh my God guys the chosen is actually so good I can talk about so much I can talk Abt cinematography, direction, dialogue omg omgomgogmgomg it's so good
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attadale · 1 month
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Do yall ever wanna be a diplomat then a cinematographer/director/screenwriter and also know engineering in aviation/cars?
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attadale · 3 months
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If he doesn't tie flowers to my shepherd staff I want nothing
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attadale · 3 months
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Anyone writes for Gilmore girls?!?!?
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attadale · 4 months
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I absolutely get it! And I'd say it's pretty normal too. I'm a fair believer that the skill of writing comes linked with the ability to picture scenarios(or whatever). Take as an example screenwriters. Yes, production and others make sure that the writing comes to life in the process but that wouldn't be possible if the writer themselves couldn't describe what they picture in their heads. I think it's great and quite unique.
I used to(and still) struggle with this. My ideas are mostly pictures and interesting images, and then I realized I really liked writing them, but it's still difficult to turn them into sentences. I know it's not much, but what I mostly do to overcome this is no other than practice my writing, extend my vocabulary when I can, and sometimes try to make it a sketch or two. Even if it looks ugly. Though practicing art/drawing is great too, but not everyone wants to do that, and I get it.
I want to be a writer but I find it difficult to turn my stories into sentences because I imagine my stories like a movie or something does anyone have any tips
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attadale · 4 months
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Jesus is the type of friend that you can call at midnight and he shows up with coffee and a huge box of doughnuts and stays with you until you feel better.
Absolutely no doubt about it. I'd like that so much tho😭😭
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attadale · 6 months
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i dont hate you guys i swear i just have really shitty memory
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attadale · 9 months
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Wow the writing block is really kicking me(please help)
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attadale · 11 months
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Resources For Writing Sketchy Topics
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Medicine
A Study In Physical Injury
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Blood Loss
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Pain & Shock
All About Mechanical Injuries (Injuries Caused By Violence)
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Portraying a kleptomaniac.
Playing a character with cancer.
How to portray a power driven character.
Playing the manipulative character.
Portraying a character with borderline personality disorder.
Playing a character with Orthorexia Nervosa.
Writing a character who lost someone important.
Playing the bullies.
Portraying the drug dealer.
Playing a rebellious character.
How to portray a sociopath.
How to write characters with PTSD.
Playing characters with memory loss.
Playing a pyromaniac.
How to write a mute character.
How to write a character with an OCD.
How to play a stoner.
Playing a character with an eating disorder.
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How to portray someone with dyslexia.
How to portray a character with bipolar disorder.
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How to play a serial killer.
Writing insane characters.
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Tips on writing a drug addict.
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How to play a victim of rape.
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How to play the stalker.
How to portray a character high on cocaine.
Playing a character with ADHD.
How to play a sexual assault victim.
Writing a compulsive gambler.
Playing a character who is faking a disorder.
Playing a prisoner.
Portraying an emotionally detached character.
How to play a character with social anxiety.
Portraying a character who is high.
Portraying characters who have secrets.
Portraying a recovering alcoholic.
Portraying a sex addict.
How to play someone creepy.
Portraying sexually/emotionally abused characters.
Playing a character under the influence of drugs.
Playing a character who struggles with Bulimia.
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attadale · 11 months
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Should I write for him...?
Why is nobody talking about King David in the chosen?
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attadale · 11 months
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Why is nobody talking about King David in the chosen?
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attadale · 11 months
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Why does my writing suck
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attadale · 1 year
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I DEFINITELY DID NOT EXPECT THAT ANSWER IM SO SORRY😭💀
💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. 💌
I'm tagging them instead!
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@nobrain-onlysteven @ssadumba55 @feyhunter78 @monkey0105 @the-chosen-fanfiction @andrewswifey @flooble-dooble @ihavewaffles @fxshrxfmxn @vixen-in-my-dreams @attadale @tesseractlover
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attadale · 1 year
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EXCUSE ME??? WHY ARE YOU SO SWEET??!?!?💮💮
💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. 💌
I'm tagging them instead!
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@nobrain-onlysteven @ssadumba55 @feyhunter78 @monkey0105 @the-chosen-fanfiction @andrewswifey @flooble-dooble @ihavewaffles @fxshrxfmxn @vixen-in-my-dreams @attadale @tesseractlover
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attadale · 1 year
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Spiritually burnt out reader + sweet caring John :( <3
Spoiler for the chosen2, fem!reader, worried John, maybe not canonically accurate (??), def should count my writing as a warning💀, english is not my first language, not proofread!!
Note: It is hard (specially as we start to believe and live for Christ) to not have at least one burn out when we (for example) feel like we cannot accomplish God's commandments; making us feel like a dissapointment to him. When he is more than faithful and willing to forgive us ♡
Your flesh is completely dried out in these terms; your spirit willing to fight contrary to a body where you remain, in which you live everyday, with it's great and not so great feelings.
Your spirit so burnt out it manifests through the low energy John watches you walk with, the one you speak with and it's an endless worry to watch your eyebags turn your eyes so dull. To not be able to hug this broken spirit you carry; the load is such that it looks heavy on your back even though this is beyond physical.
The worry threads through his hands when he puts them over your pale skin. He prays with you, unable to not keep eyes open when he is aware yours are closing sadly. You look so softly tired; but actually too tired. Your faith remains in a string and he reminds himself to strengthen it before it's too late. Because it's a scary thought that somehow brings him hope. Because it does mean hope.
You have faith.
“I chopped too many slices,” you look up at him, eyes droopy and heavy. Putting a stop to the previous task.
“It's ok, love, I would eat them all if it's you who cooked.”
You laugh at his loveliness. John would eat food made ashes if it's you who cooked them. If it meant something to his lovely wife; even though you always cleared up how bad your cooking might be.
“John, I never cook. I don't know how to,” you admit childishly, actually lamenting not knowing how to.
He picks up on your dissapointing tone just as soon as he wraps his arm around you, pulling you closer by the hip. It is pleasurable; to know John supports your body, as much as your mind, and your mind as much as your spirit, your center.
You lean even more into him, subconsciously seeking his warmth. You feel how you can't sink further and disappear in him as desperately as you want to. Your head is buried on his chest, and he melts, cheek comically pressing against the crown of your head.
Both of you stay like this for a while. He swings you back and forth and recalls the times you did so. A very sudden heaviness on his heart as he acknowledged how many times you held him like this; when James was gone; Sometimes John wouldn't shower, he wouldn't eat, wouldn't move.
You inhale and exhale exhaustingly, the puff of breath warming John's heart, resting in the depths of his chest. And in the silence comes up the presence of a third among the household; among you and John.
Your breaths take away all recordable sound, and your spirit takes in all non tangible presence. He is here, I am here, this is healing, you think to yourself. You get lost between John and His warmth. Then your mind races back to what you call reason, awakening in a peace that is aware of the issues you need to address, but is faithful; He is faithful.
John is muttering words you then comprehend as praying. Your hands find purchase on his shoulders with your body still trapped in the hug, some circles soothed over the fabric of his tunic with your palms, faintly massaging the skin underneath it.
John smiles relieved, eyes lovely as you state “amen” after the prayer ends.
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attadale · 1 year
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I love Atticus so much-
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attadale · 1 year
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Do you write fanfictions and/or headcanons for the chosen?
Oh hi! I don't but I've been thinking about it since I'm watching the series!
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