*cracks knuckles.* hello there. tis i, mystery mutual
I would send without anon but… I’m a coward. forever and always </3
I’ve seen through your posts that recently, you haven’t been doing the best (it’s normal, that happens, I’ve felt the same), and I’ve been thinking on and off about another /pos attack. (idk whether or not you want my two cents. if not you can delete this)
as someone who has a horrendous sleep schedule, sleep. hypocritical of me? honestly yeah... but better sleep can help with your mood/ feeling down. better sleep does a lot of things.
also, take a break! time for yourself offline! it doesn’t have to be a super long, several month hiatus (unless you want to do so), but even a few minutes offline can help. social media is stupid and stressful, but nature is cool. I am a professional nature appreciator. you can trust me on this one
additionally, as a appreciator of your art (not a professional, but we’re getting there) don’t stress yourself out over your stuff! you do not owe your followers! maybe I’m a little biased (I am very biased) but I think your silly doodles are very neat. anyone who doesn’t think so is a fake fan /j
drink water (sip sip), stretch regularly while drawing/ on the computer. do not be like me. or else /lh
(this long, rambly ask was less of a /pos attack and more me going TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF 🫵)
have a good day/night. I should probably go to bed
ANON I JUST
You made me CRY what is WRONG WITH YOU /lh
Thank you I just
I'm not really good with words so that's all I can really say
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my apologies if this is too simple or juvenile or personal a question but HOW did you become such a proficient writer? and do you have any tips or pointers to keep in mind? i know you must do a lot of reading and a lot of writing, but your skill is just incredible to me. your prose!! your cadence!! when we get around to talking about it is genuinely one of the best things i've ever read and i'd eat it if i could!!!
this ask was so sweet thank you!! rly made my day when i needed a boost. Hope you don’t mind i took a couple days to think about it cause no one’s ever asked me for writing advice before
idk how i became a “proficient” writer bc I really don’t write that much. something about my fic gave me brainworms and i went into overdrive but that’s…not my usual MO. which is why it’s weird for me too. admittedly i am studying english/creative writing as my second major at uni, but i haven’t learned anything in any of my classes you couldn’t learn by just reading and writing on your own. honestly i should’ve stuck with my IR major instead, i find structured cw classes a complete waste of time. but here are some little tips i thought of that would’ve helped ME:
This is more a “do as I say not as I do” because I’m really bad at habits like this, but keep a diary. You can write about the big events (went to the store, did homework, got laid etc.) but that’s boring—focus on the details (watched someone at west side market throw a glass bottle of olives at a rat, broke a pen and permanently stained my dorm desk and won’t get my deposit back which pissed me off because I move out in a week, this guy’s breath smelled like lemon pledge and it made me wonder if he drank window cleaner before kissing me etc.). Real life is really interesting! How can you write about interesting real life in an interesting way? It’s a good way to practice. You don’t have to do a big reflection at the end of the day or anything. It’s okay to jot down something you saw & then immediately forget about it. It’s the act of figuring out how to translate life into words that’s important
If you type, learn how to type FAST. This is just my experience, but I think typing faster makes your cadence, clause length, dialogue, IDEAS flow better/more naturally. We think in words/sentences, not letters.
This is a super lame tip that’ll make you roll your eyes, but read poetry. Poetry is all about how words/ideas/images sound and interact with each other. Don’t get hung up on one poet—im not really recommending any for precisely this reason—read poetry you love (for me, Ada Limón, Jack Kerouac, Frank O’Hara, ghazals etc) AND read poetry you hate (for me, Rupi Kaur, Emily Dickinson, Whitman, etc)! Read all genres you can get your hands on. (I think there are like “great poetry anthologies” you can find for free online if u don’t know where to start. Also you can’t go wrong with subscribing to/reading a variety magazine like the NYer. It’s pretentious but it exposes you to all kinds of weird topics, ways of writing about them, etc.) Figure out how certain combinations of words and punctuations make you FEEL, and why, and why the writer chose (or not) to make you feel that way. Figure out which literary sounds you like and which ones you don’t. For me, i figured out that I REALLY like alliteration, comma splices, zeugmas, the rule of three, and
“he’s [verb]ing again… yeah compacflt’s characters are [verb]ing again… big shocker”
If you have an idea for a piece, figure out what it is you really want to get out of it—to say something? to experiment with a different style? to see your fav characters do something? to have fun?—and then figure out how, on a technical level, you should write to match that goal (this is where the poetry training comes in handy). If you’re just writing to have fun, don’t listen to any writing advice (incl. mine), because most of it is bullshit and over-generalized and will make you feel bad about yourself. Just take the advice that you think will work for what YOURE trying to write.
But if you’re writing to explore some political idea, then you should think about HOW to best write about that idea. What would be a convincing story/allegory/scene to engage with this idea vs. not convincing. I talk on this blog all the time about how disappointed I am that my very-adult-grown-up attempt to deal with the dynamic of “immovable internalized homophobia vs unstoppable falling in love anyway” is rendered a little childish/immature by some pretty unconvincing plot points like the characters buying a house together—I really should have considered how that plot point would interact with the characterizations I’d built already (hint: poorly). You can think of writing as kind of a military structure if that helps—you have strategy on the overarching campaign (plot/character growth/allegory/theme) level, the battle (scene that advances the above) level, and the tactical (sentence-level construction/syntax/wording) level. They all have to work together. If a scene is failing to properly engage with the idea you’re trying to convey, you’re losing a battle that will weaken the overarching campaign. Same thing if you choose a weird word in a sentence/write in a style or tone that’s weirdly out of place with your idea—it makes your engagement with the theme/idea less convincing. just try to be purposeful and consider your strategy on all levels of your work as you’re writing it!! At the very least it’ll make editing easier lol.
But then again when I read my own writing from just a couple months ago I cringe out of my skin, so like—just also accept that it’s a process and we’re all just making it up as we go along. Be proud of being embarrassed of your old work, because it means you’re growing. Own that shit. When I finished writing WWGATTAI i thought it was the best thing I’d ever written, and maybe it was. But since the day I finished working on it, it’s the worst thing I’ve written since then. That’s a great feeling. Not to be like writing grindset obviously bc it’s supposed to be fun—but if what you want is to get better at writing, the strategy is to WRITE a whole bunch of shit, and then own your embarrassment about how much you’ve grown since you started. And know you’re still always growing and learning. there should never be any “goals” where skills are concerned 👍🏽
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It wasn't her will to change, but change she did. Changed. The warm maternal amniotic fluid replaced by cold motherless water. Death and rebirth, they say. To her, just death. Dead, dead, dead. It's okay. She's okay. Pretending to be. She hides in plain sight. Colorful aprons and flowers in her hair to keep the darkness inside. Her mask slips an inch. Panic, panic, panic. She pushes it back up, desperately glancing at her surroundings. No one. A sigh of relief. There's never someone. Lips quiver with sadness. She checks anyways, twisted hope that should not be cultivated sprouting like weed. Hope is a lethal thing to cultivate in the heart of a captive. She knows there's no happy ending in her path. The sun raises, the sun sets. She eat, cook, clean, plant, nurse, help, feel; no sleep, never sleep. She cry, she hurt, she die. Die, die, die. Everyday she dies a little bit more. Everyday she's a little bit less. All day she's nothing at all, a shell for otherly sounds and images that refuse to unfog; when they do, she wish they didn't. There's no escaping this hell, for she's her own cage, bones in the place of bars; a prison of bones, flesh and blood. Always blood, dripping down the walls, splayed on the ground, spilled in battle, spilled in childbirth, spilled in celebration , spilled in mourning. Blink once and you are gone, blink twice and you are back. Lucidity isn't a luxury she can afford for long periods. Blink once and you are here, blink twice and you are not. Patterns are trickery. A dagger in hand and she takes a life. Blood in her hands too. Tainted, violent, murder. To protect, it was. Murder all the same. Murder, murder, murder, the hands chant caressing her body. He sings to her every night; her maker, her warden, her lover, her villain. "I love you", one whispers. "I don't want it", snarls the other. I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't it. I. don't. want. you. Not you. Never you. "You're my mate." Mistake, mistake, mistake. "What can I get you Elain?" Silence. Peace and quiet. "Sunshine." A scream builds in her lungs. A bird soars in the sky, wings spread to keep it airborne. Freedom. Eyes in the sky and not wandering in between worlds. Freedom. Will it ever come to her?
Elain Week March 2023. Day 7. Free Day.@elainweekofficial
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really like eye-opening moment at my haircut today where I went in and told the stylist just do whatever she wanted bc I've been bored of having the same hair for like 5 years lol. and she was talking through her idea (I have like a pseudo-mullet thing happening now which is very fun) and she was like "I feel like it would rly fit the cool guy vibe you have with your clothes"
and I was so taken aback bc I have it in my head that I'm super plain and boring to the point of like. I was dreading this haircut bc hairstylists always want to talk and I feel like they judge me for not having an interesting life and it was so like. literally no one knows I think i'm boring unless I tell them.... I can just present myself like I'm cool and interesting and people will just. agree with me.
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