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xantchaslegacy · 1 year
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tediousdelusion · 2 years
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1, 3, and 17 for the writers asks? 🖤
Ooooooh, thank you, thank you! I love ask games :) Most of this is under the cut because... I have never met concision.
1.) What font I use depends on what I am writing and whether it is for fun or for work. Most of my work/academic projects have to be in Times New Roman, and so I tend to use it from the jump, so that I know where I am re: page counts. But for creative/low stakes projects, I don’t care and will typically use the default font. This bleeds into 3, but a lot of my indifference comes from the fact that I write a lot in notes apps because I like to have something that syncs between my phone and my laptop and that lets me work without a constantly updating word count (to keep me from worrying about it too much).
3.) Oooh, okay. I don’t know if this question means “ritual” as in a ritual for each writing session or ritual for the entire writing process, but I’ll try and hit each because... well, I’m pretty sure they are both cursed, haha.
Overall process:
- Get a Big Idea about what I want to write. This is usually very vague and leans on a theme or unresolved question. E.g., how can I resolve X and Y contradictory ideas? How can I realistically get tragic character to happy ending? What would legacy mean to this character?
- Receive incredibly detailed vision of a single scene from the muses. Often, but not always, the opening scene. Write this down.
- Think on where I want to end up with the characters, enough that I have some sense of how to answer the original question/theme. This is the ending point for the work and, once I have it, I go in and try to outline what needs to happen to get there.
- Write individual scenes, usually following the outline. If I have a really good understanding of how I want the work to go, I can write them in any order/order of interest or inspiration. If I have a more loose understanding of the work, then I try to go more or less in chronological order, so that I don’t contradict myself or mess up the character arcs.
- Edit. This can either be just fixing grammar errors or it can involve reworking and reordering entire scenes.
- Post!
Cursed because: 1) My outlines are really vague with single sentence descriptions for entire scenes and so if I put down a WIP and come back to it it’s like trying to do a puzzle with only half the pieces. 2) I have no idea how long it will take and so your guess is as good as mine as to when I will post next. I cannot write chapters weekly. The best I can do is edit things that are prewritten.
Individual writing session:
- Wonder around or do something else while thinking about the WIP or idea. A lot of my ideas are just like, idly floating around in my brain all day while I go do actual work.
- Figure out how I want a scene or piece of dialogue to go.
- Write down anything specific immediately, if struck by inspiration. For this reason, I do a lot of writing in the notes app because if I am out on a walk and I think of a line I like, I just write it down.
- Take time to actually sit down and write what I have in mind. I don’t edit during a first draft and if I get stuck, I take a quick pause.
Cursed because: 1) I’m using the notes app like a word processor, which I know it is not. And if the work gets too long/complicated, I have to switch it over to a Real Word Processor. 2) I don’t necessarily listen to music, though I am usually always listening to music. But I don’t have a dedicated writing playlist. I don’t even always listen to something that relates to the piece. 3) The amount of research that goes into any of this is wildly inconsistent and varies based on my mood.
17.) Okay. I will refrain from writing a literal book because this is already long, but I will add in some Lore(TM) from the two WIPS I have going right now.
Untitled Steddy Hands WIP
Probably not a huge shocker that the messy throuple dynamics got me... But this one is essentially an unofficial sequel to a series of inspired follies that follows Izzy (and the rest of the Revenge crew) after the Ed/Stede reunion. Essentially, Izzy wants to leave post-Stede reunion but stays because, rightly or wrongly, he thinks that they need someone on board who won’t hesitate to kill. Cue Izzy moping around on the Revenge and (reluctantly) starting to bond with the crew. Until Stede ends up killing for Izzy and sending Izzy into a bit of a crisis. (There was an excellent post that first gave me this idea, but I can’t find it right now...)
A lot of what will be left out or left to implication focuses on the Kraken era and reunion. I don’t know if I have a completely definitive narrative outlined for this, but I imagine that the Kraken era was really bad - to the point where Izzy knows that things are fucked, and that he has a lot of internal conflict around Stede’s return. And Stede has spent some time on his own and so he is mildly more capable than where we leave him at the end of S1. Lucius’ survival will likely be handwaved, but this is probably an “alive in the walls” situation pre start of the fic.
This will make it in, haha, but I am currently rather enamored with this exchange:
"Well, then," Bonnet says, gesturing broadly to the space in front of them. "Lead on, MacDuff." Izzy rolls his eyes, but steps forward all the same. "That's not the line." He doesn't look back as he ducks through the doorway to the masthead, but he can imagine the way that Bonnet’s expression must pinch as he calls back, just a step behind. "I'm sorry?" "That's not the fucking line." Izzy steps up and leans forward on the rail, shifting to favor his uninjured arm. "It's 'lay on, MacDuff,' not 'lead on.'" At Bonnet’s continued puzzlement, he adds. "McBeth is baiting him into a fight, not asking for directions." "I didn't know you read Shakespeare." "You didn't ask."
as they kiss consume (working title)
This is my endless Black Sails WIP, haha. I know where it’s going, I am just incredibly, unbelievably slow in actually writing it. (I think part of it is that it requires walking around in Silver’s mind and he is constantly trying to evict me...) The short version is that it’s an alt. version of S3 where Miranda lives, following alternating viewpoints. Through a long series of events, Thomas and Vane are stuck on the plantation together while Silver, Flint, and Miranda are in Nassau as Woodes Rogers arrives.
A couple Lore Thoughts about it are:
- Thomas often references classic literature and he has a Cassandra-like-quality to him in that characters tend to follow the role of whatever comparison he first makes for them. (E.g., Vane as Sampson)
- I have a London era anecdote that probably won’t make it. I saw a cute old comic about a husband finding out about his wife’s lover because the lover tied her stays with a different knot than he had in the morning and... anyway, I think that Flint flirted with London-era Thomas by tying Miranda’s stays with increasingly complicated knots during their affaire.
Sorry this is so long!!!
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wizardpotions · 6 months
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Christmas as a cultural icon is starting to get really dystopian in a climate sense, december has historically been a time of year in which there would be snow in a significant portion of europe and north america, and the fact that its not even icy this time of year and all the christmas songs and decorations reference a time of year that will likely never exist in the same way again in my life time is so strange.
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oncorhynchus-nerka · 3 months
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VERY IMPORTANT a dam in the Netherlands, the weerdsluis lock, is directly on a migratory path for spawning fish. They have a worker stationed there to open the door for the fish, but they can take a while to open it. So to keep the fish from getting preyed on by birds they installed a doorbell. Only, the fish don't have hands to ring the doorbell. If you go to their website, they have a LIVE CAMERA AND A DOORBELL that YOU RING FOR THE FISH when they're waiting, and then the dam worker opens the door for them! I can't express how obsessed I am with this. look at this shit. oh my god.
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Please check on the fish doorbell once in a while :)
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butchfalin · 7 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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gayforcarstairsgirls · 9 months
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bjurnberg · 6 months
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My work boots are the most expensive shoes I’ve ever owned.
Also the most comfortable. I chose them after trying on several different brands and comparing lifespan vs usage vs comfort - I needed them for a physically demanding job, not the weekend hiking trails. I could have easily chosen cheaper boots that would have lasted long enough to be worth their low price, but I know the Sam Vimes Boot Theory and knew weaker, less comfortable boots would make my life harder in the long run.
So when the outside edge of the heel started wearing down after three years of heavy use I went to the shop I got them from and said “hey this is a common problem for me with how I walk but now it’s affecting my ankles and knees and I don’t wanna have to buy a new pair, is there a way to fix this?”
The salesman at this very fancy upscale boot store said “oh yeah, there’s a shoe repair place that can give you some heel guards - it’ll keep the rubber from wearing out.”
So at 8am this morning right after my 9hr shift ends I went to the shoe repair shop and it is the most hole-in-the-wall, is-this-a-real-business-or-a-mafia-front, am-I-gonna-get-shot tiny cinder block cube I’ve ever seen in my life. I grew up plenty poor and love me a good hole-in-the-wall business, but going from upscale store to this cash-only repair shop gave me whiplash. Wasn’t expecting this when a guy who wears three piece suits to sell boots said it’s the best place to go.
The skinny kid behind the counter looks somehow 16 and 25 at the same time, but when I tell him this place was recommended he smiles and says to hand over my boots. I hand him the vaguely warm foot-smelling boots, and stand in my socks in the 3’ square entryway surrounded by every color leather polish you could buy and watch as he turns my boots around in his hands, sizes up a crescent moon bits of plastic, and unceremoniously hammers tiny nails through them before handing them back.
The heels are perfectly level again. I can walk without almost rolling my ankles. They don’t clack loudly on the pavement or feel different. This is gonna fix my knee pain. It cost $10.
This kid had every tool he needed within arms reach, worked fast and smoothly, I was in and out the door in less than 8 minutes, and it only cost $10.
I didn’t think anything could cost only $10 anymore. I’m so used to hyperinflation prices I was spiritually thrown back to the 1400’s visiting the cobbler in town square. This kid might have been that cobbler and just decided to never die.
I’m still reeling from the whiplash, and gobsmacked at the price, and thrilled I didn’t have to go buy new, worse work boots (cuz I don’t have that kind of money for a second pair, I’m expecting these ones to last a decade) and it feels like I just experienced one of the rare little chunks of magic that floats around our world.
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consumebread · 1 month
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stuckinapril · 4 months
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guys i actually beg of you to not let palestine become an unpleasant flashback, a transient tumblr trend, a hasbeen subject that just faded away. as an arab—and specifically iraqi—girl, i know what it feels like to have family displaced all over the world as a result of western imperialism. i know what it feels like to not be able to step foot into your homeland because it’s no longer safe. as an american iraqi, raised in the us and insulated from my roots, it wasn’t until last summer that i was able to visit iraq for the first time, and even then my family was worried for my safety—in my own blood country. although nothing like what palestinians are experiencing right now, it might be the tiniest semblance of what it feels like to watch your country disintegrate in front of you.
and this is a universal arab experience. i volunteer weekly at a refugee center that serves middle eastern refugees, and every day i see the longing in their eyes when they speak of where they hail from. it’s safe to say that we will be getting a wave of palestinian refugees very soon: just another generation of arabs who can’t inhabit their own country.
arab culture is so rich, so profound, so beautiful. i am tired of being told by the world—through literal genocide—that it doesn’t mean anything. please never let this be forgotten. free palestine. free palestine. free palestine.
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Please stop seeing politics as an identity and start seeing it as a collective means for change
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drakenathan · 1 month
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caffeinatedopossum · 1 year
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Me when I remember something I said ages ago that was wrong or my values no longer align with
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mybreadsmybutters · 5 months
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when i was a kid i wanted to be a famous youtuber like dan and phil so that people would gay ship me with my irl best friend and we would be sooo weirded out by it and laugh and make videos joking about it but secretly it would make her realize her repressed gay crush on me and i'd help her through her gay crisis and then we would have a sickeningly sweet sappy romance and read fanfiction about ourselves together... anyways just found out she's married to a guy in the mafia now so i probably don't have a chance
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goldiipond · 6 months
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if there's anything i've learned from the current state of social media it's that this is one of the worst possible notifications you can receive upon opening an app
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notherpuppet · 3 months
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Three darling daughters #girldad
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beebundt · 4 months
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im busy with an art trade but wanted 2 share some recent scraps of charlie. i haven't posted abt her in years oh my god
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