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aaaaang · 4 years

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Drabble prompt: Wuko goes on their first date and mako takes too long to realize that it is in fact a date and not just two bros hanging out lol

Oh... I got carried away with this one.... I really liked this one....... thank u sm 💖

Wu has been acting weird lately. It's true that Wu acted weird all the time, but this was a very different kind of weird. Mako didn't know what to make of it...

The night started just as any night did between the two of them. Mako was by himself as he tried to work on some paper work and Wu was... doing what ever he did in that bedroom of his. (Mako would be lying if he said he didn't have his own vanity routine, but he genuinely did not know what took him that long. And how can someone own so many shirts in so many colors?)

It was quiet and peaceful. That is until Wu barged into the room, loud and bigger than life. He did that a lot, taking charge of a room and becoming center stage. By now, Mako has gotten used to how much room he takes.

Suddenly, they were both off to a night on the town. However, when they entered the Sato Mobile, Wu turned toward Mako and asked where he would like to go. Some place that they hadn't been to. Someplace Mako specifically knew. Afterall, Wu always chose and he'd rather see something Mako would like. So, despite his better judgment, Mako gave the driver the address to Narook's.

Clue number one: attention.

Narook's was not the place to take a prince. It was in a worser part of the city (but not the worst) and there was a good chance they could have run into trouble. Not to mention the joint itself was nothing like the up scale restaurants Wu had taken them to before. The walls were old and not as well kept as they should be. Seating was close together, which on a busy night meant weaving your way through people and tables and definitely knocking into people. The decor was probably pretty far from on trend as well. Oh yeah and the kitchen was pretty much right there.

But when Mako thought good food, he thought of warm cheap noodles and broth. Surprisingly, Wu seemed enthralled with it all.

"I don't think I've ever been to a place like this before. So... worn and vibrant!" Wu was observing a rather loud party right next to them with a smile. "And pretty loud too, haha! I don't think I've ever had a noisy dinner."

Mako rolled his eyes as he leaned back in his seat.

"You should be here during a pro bending tournament. Much worse," Mako added on with a bit of a groan. Oh the many times he had spilled food during a busy night...

Wu laughed at that, turning his attention back to Mako and leaning across the table.

"I didn't say it was a bad thing, you know. I think I like this." Wu gestured vaguely around them. "You don't really feel alone. Kinda like you have a family."

There was something in his eyes that seemed to give away a lot more than he was telling. Mako almost wanted to ask but he found the words trapped somewhere. There was something else in the air and in their words. Feet pressed against his under the table, and he pressed back without much thought.

"Oh my-Mako is that the wolfbats? Wait a minute... Mako is that you in that picture?"

And then that something else was gone.

Clue number two: the air.

After they finished eating, Wu insisted they walked around. Something about fresh air helping digestion or... what ever. Mako tuned him out. (Definitely did not get distracted by watching Wu covering his ears or anything. No, he intentionally missed what he said.)

Fall was starting to come to an end, and with winter came a chill. It wasn't too bad yet, just enough to bite at your nose and ears. Mako dealt with the cold rather well, years of living off of the streets developed a bit of a resistance to it. Also, he had his fire bending to warm him up if he truly got chilly.

It seemed Wu did not fair the same. He brought a scarf to cover his neck, but as they kept walking he pressed closer and closer to Mako to seek warmth. It got to the point where their hands constantly bumped into the other. Not wanting him to freeze, Mako simply pulled him into his side with a hand on his waist. Again, he thought nothing of it.

"I told you to wear something heavier," Mako chided.

"Mako, I can't predict it to drop so quickly. What do you want me to do? Hire a 24/7 weather man or something?"

Wu seemed to press into him just a little bit more than necessary. Mako didn't find it in him to mind. They spent the rest of their walk quietly talking to each other. Mostly, Mako listened. He didn't mind that each either.

Clue three: touch.

The rest of the night passed like this: Wu and Mako walked down the streets with the light of the lamps and shops guiding them. Every once in a while they were stopped either by people recognizing Mako or by some window catching Wu's eye. They stayed close together and nothing else eventful seemed to happen. It was overall just... pleasant. Much more enjoyable than bars or mixers or what ever else Wu drags him to, that's for sure.

They make it back to the hotel suite, and Mako goes back to his paper work. At this point, Wu goes to the bathroom and then to his room for the night. Instead, he lingers in the shared room. It's odd. Very odd.

Just as Mako gets puts his pen to paper Wu speaks up.

"Hey Mako, I had a fun night tonight," He says quietly.

He's leaning against the entrance to the hallway, his arm across his body as his hand props him up. Wu looks small. He's a small man in general, but he always seemed to take up a room. Now he seems to be just a tiny flame in the corner of a dark room.

"I did too," Mako says back.

Somehow that doesn't feel like the right answer. There's this quietness between them, and similar to the moment in Narook's but a little... worse? Mako cannot figure out why. They hold each others gaze.

Then Wu pulls away. The moment is lost as a smile stretches across his face. His usual bright smile, yet he somehow looks small still.

"Well! You tired me out, big guy. I'm going to head to bed. Make sure you don't fall asleep at that table again. You'll get a neck injury, and then what would i do without you?" Wu pulls away and heads towards his bedroom door. He waves as he heads inside. "Night buddy! See you in the morning!"

And as quick as he came in hours ago, he's gone. It's quiet. Mako is alone.

At first he picks up his pen and tries to write again. He tries to call back the thought that he had before Wu spoke yet the only thing that he can think about is Wu and just how odd tonight has been.

Why had Wu wanted to go somewhere Mako enjoyed? He didn't share a taste for high end cuisine like Wu did. He suggested a noodle joint of all things, yet Wu agreed. Actually, he seemed to really enjoy it. The only other person he's seen eat like that was Bolin. Mako knows this because he couldn't stop watching him eat. He tried to hide it, but it certainly made him smile.

And they walked along the streets, why did Mako indulge him in that? Wu looked and walked like money, he was aware of what could have happened on that street if they weren't careful. But Wu was pressed against him, excitedly telling him about some story or another. When people recognized Mako they gave them a *look* and he found some sort of amusement out of it. Mostly, Mako couldn't stop watching the way the lights of the city shaped and changed Wu's face. How much his eyes seemed to shine and reflect them. There was a certain loud beat in his chest as his heart-

...

Oh.

Clue number four: his heart.

The chair crashed against the floor as Mako stood. Before he could entirely understand what he was doing, he was making his way to Wu's bedroom door. He caught himself before he burst in and instead opted to knock on the door pretty loudly.

The door cracked open, Wu hiding behind it.

"Yes, Mako?" He asked tiredly.

Mako felt his mouth dry out and his tongue turn to sandpaper. He forced the words out of his mouth.

"I was just-you know tonight it was uh great! I uh-I realize I didn't quite-uh... you and I, we went as pals-I mean not pals. We-"

Mako silently cursed to himself and squeezed his eyes shut. Stop stumbling over your words, Mako! Stop fucking this up! Why did he have to be so bad at this, huh?

Breathe in. Breatheout.

He opened his eyes to find Wu starring up at him with a blank expression. He carefully tried again.

"Wu... did you take me on a date?" Mako finally asked.

Wu covered his mouth as he started to laugh. Embarrassed, Mako joined him.

"Yes! Of course it was a date." Wu answered him after his laughter seemed to calm down some. There were tears in his eyes threatening to spill and stains where they had before. He reached over to crowd into Mako's space. "Took you long enough. I thought you were letting me down easy..."

"No, I really didn't know." Mako pulled him closer, just like he had tonight. Both hands on his waist. "I should have known, it seems pretty obvious now. But... well I haven't been on that many dates you know."

Wu hummed and slowly slid his hands up Mako's chest to steady himself.

"Did you like it? The date?" Wu asked softly. Mako could see in his eyes he was worried. "Do you... do you like me?"

"Yeah. Yeah I did." Carefully, Mako leaned down to place a kiss on Wu's lips. He pulled away with a whisper. "Yeah, I do."

He didn't have to see Wu's smile to know it was digging into his cheeks enough to show his dimple. He could feel it as Wu pulled him down for another kiss. And then another. And then another.

They spent that night exchanging soft kisses and sharing secrets in the dark. No one but the moon that covered them in light was there to witness them. It was odd, but Mako could get used to this new normal between them.

#wuko #prince wu #Mako #lok #tlok #the legend of korra #ugh i literally??? loved this #i keep rereading it and loving it wtf i usually hate everything i write and cannot stand rereading it #i always make other ppl edit #drabbles #write tag

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sevensided · 3 years

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how did you get into writing fic? i'd love to start but idk even where to begin! I loved adats so I was wondering do you have any advice?

Oh my goodness! I am so flattered you’ve asked me this. Yes, I can absolutely help. I’ll throw a bunch of rambling under the cut.

I started writing fic probably when I was... sixteen years old? A lot of my early works were oneshots. I couldn’t figure out how to do anything plot heavy for the life of me, so I just stuck to AUs or whatever I felt like. I wasn’t in any particular fandom -- I really wrote whatever I had ideas for. I remember I tried once to do a plot-heavy story and I received a review absolutely ripping it to shreds. Like, it was so cruel I cried lol. I ended up deleting the fic. Years later, I get what they were trying to say (basically, more substance, less style), but at the time it cut to the quick. Really, it was only when I was in my twenties that I started writing work that was longer and/or better.

The fandom that helped me actually write plot heavy work was a historical-based fandom. As I’m a historian, it was perfect. I got to use my research skills and knowledge to create works that, above all, aimed to feel authentic. I mainly read historical fiction, so I was familiar with how that genre worked. Miraculously, people loved my work. I think I wrote about ~200k in the period of a year? These were several short stories (20-40k) and a few oneshot filler fics. While I was part of this fandom I also helped organise a Big Bang which was a lot of hard work but was extremely rewarding. Along with that, I interacted mainly with other fic writers, so I spent a lot of time chatting to people about ideas and encouraging other writers, and it just created a lovely medley where no concept was impossible or any line of dialogue too difficult. We supported each other and it was truly like a little commune. I gradually stepped away from the fandom mainly because it was just a part of my life at a very specific time, and almost as soon as that time was over, my love for that story/ship faded, but I firmly believe I figured out a lot of how/what I do now purely through that experience.

Regarding ADATS

With ADATS, it stemmed entirely from wanting to “explain” three months in canon (at the end of season three). I was interested in the idea of season four setting up Will/Mike in canon, and I wanted to test the source material to see if I could draw from what already existed to create something authentic. I began with that simple idea: what happened from July to October in 1985? Then I thought about the major themes I wanted to hit -- family, friendship, coming of age, sexuality -- and I nested them around the bigger concept: how do I get Mike from being ostensibly straight to realising he is gay? That meant thinking of two steps: Mike discovering his attraction to guys; Mike discovering his attraction to Will. Those two concepts were separate “arcs” that needed addressing in different ways. Balance was key to weaving them together and making the reader feel like they knew what was coming (and that they felt smart for putting the pieces together) without just rushing through and going “now kiss!” That’s partly why ADATS needs a sequel, lol: because it’s not finished!

Writing process

The first thing I do when I start to get an idea is I write it down. Sounds obvious. But when you have a killer line of dialogue come to you in the shower and you think “I’ll remember that” -- reader, you will not remember it. You gotta get it down ASAP! I do that the whole way through, as generally I’ll be thinking of scenes I’m stuck on and then it’ll just come to me and I’ll quickly jot it down.

The next thing -- or what I do in the meantime -- is start structuring. I plan. I try to plan a lot. Sometimes it’s okay to write “and something happens here to get them here”, because you’ll figure it out later, but for the most part I’ve discovered that planning is like gold and you can’t get enough of it. I break my work up into generally 3-4 parts/sections, and I treat each section like a mini story. So each part needs a conflict and resolution, and it needs to flow into the next section. You need to have a feeling of things evolving and maturing. Once I’ve planned those little bits, I start thinking about the bigger plot arc and how I can drop in hints along the way. I’m probably not a subtle or skilled enough writer to yet pull off that sort of gasping twist you get in really excellent books, but I’m trying to get there. It’s hard, is what I’m trying to say, but that’s okay, because we’re all learning.

Then I generally do aesthetic stuff. Sounds stupid, probably. But nothing helps me get more into a mood than doing a Pinterest board or -- most of all -- making a Spotify mix. I start thinking about the vibe and the general atmosphere, and then I almost exclusively listen to that mix when I’m working. Sort of like muscle memory? Just to get the creative juices associated with that particular selection of songs.

Another thing I’ll do along with plot structure is character structure. This is a biggie. I mean, a story is nothing without characters. So I’ll just jot down a bunch of bullet points of characters and particular aspects that I want to highlight or remember. I hate continuity errors in fiction. Like, if someone says they work on Maple Street but later in the fic they’re working on Pine Street. I hate that. So I keep note of specific things that my main character might notice at repeated points in the story (colours, places, smells, names, sounds -- so they’re all consistent even as the narrative evolves). That’s another thing -- your characters’ motivations. Not everyone is going to be a huge player, but they all do serve a purpose. The most important character is obviously your main character. I personally think it’s important to let your M.C. be an arse at times. They’re going to be mean, they’re going to misinterpret things or fly off the handle... just let ‘em. Let them be wretched humans, and then bring them back and make them realise what they’ve done. Let them learn! I love consequences in fiction, lol.

At the same time, I’ll probably start writing. We’ve already written down some snippets of neat dialogue or descriptions, but now we should start the actual process. For me, I used to start at the beginning. Usually this was the most fleshed out anyway: I’ll have a clear idea of the beginning and the end, but nothing in the middle. These days, if I have a scene in mind that I can’t forget, I’ll just write it. It will possibly get scrapped or rewritten, but that’s okay, because at least you’ve got it down and now you can devote your brain power to something useful (like figuring out what the middle is supposed to be). I’ll have half a dozen of totally out of context scenes just littered in my Word document that I’ll add to as I go along. Eventually, though, you’re going to start writing properly, and that’s when you write your opening scene.

Opening scenes: super important. Every time I write a scene I think: what is the point of this? What do I want the reader to learn or takeaway? Sometimes you do have filler scenes, but they also serve a different purpose (perhaps to establish a group dynamic or to explore/describe a character’s surroundings). Mainly, though, every scene should push something forward in some way, whether it’s character development or a plot point. So, with an opening scene, I always think you have to establish: where you are; who you are; what they are doing; where they’ve come from (in a philosophical and practical sense); and where they’re going (ditto). That doesn’t have to happen in the first paragraph -- that would be silly. But if you sprinkle that information in over time it’ll gradually build up a picture of your character and that way the reader can get an idea of who they are. You basically need to give a snapshot of what your story is about. This also goes back to the character creator stuff: where they are at the start should be different to where they end up. How that happens is, of course, because of plot, and because you’ve structured everything to the nth degree, we’ve got a very clear progression of that character’s growth (/s easier said than done lol).

General advice

Write down everything: every idea, a bit of dialogue, a description, whatever. Write it down. Doesn’t have to be neat. Just has to be on paper. You can’t remember everything, so if you’re spending time trying to hold those things in your head, it’s taking up space for new ideas to come along.

Structure, plan, structure, plan. Sometimes it’s boring and I hate it. Other times, when I’ve not written in a few days and I open the Word doc and think wtf is this supposed to be, I am very grateful for Past Me for leaving such detailed notes. Seriously, it helps so much. Oneshots don’t really need planning, in my experience. You just get those out there. But multi-chaptered stories really do, even ones that “just” focus on a relationship.

Whatever you want to write, commit to it. Space goblins invade Hawkins? Do it. Eleven and Max find themselves in a cult akin to Midsommar (2019) and must escape? Yes. Just... whatever you want to do, remember that you’re writing it for you. Write what most interests you, what makes you when you reread it go AHHHHH I LOVE THIS!! Because that makes it a thousand times easier to actually get on with the writing when you enjoy what you’re doing.

Write a lot. Every day, if you can, or at least at designated times. Occasionally I have a very specific headspace/vibe I have to be in, but sometimes it just hits me and I’ll say to my partner “I need to write now” and just disappear, lol. The more you write the more you write. It’s so, so, so true. Cannot emphasise this enough. When I wrote that ~200k in twelve months? It was because I literally wrote every. day. Or near enough. Remember that some days you’ll write 200 words, and other days you’ll write 20k (this happened to me with ADATS -- part of the reason I finished it so quickly was because I had sprints of writing 10k+ at a time that only happened because I was in the rhythm of it). Write, write, write. Who cares if it’s crap! No one will see it until you are ready. In the meantime, just write!

Probably last of all (although I could go on and on) is connect with other writers. If you’re struggling to start, sometimes just talking about it can help a huge amount. I hope it goes without saying that you can message me whenever you want, anon or not, and I will talk to you. We can talk about ideas or I can beta stuff, whatever you want! Find like-minded people and talk to them about what you want to do. Another thing this helps is in advertising your work when you do publish. I see a lot of first time fic writers get super down because they publish their magnum opus on AO3 but no one comments. Honestly, it’s because no one knows you’ve published! You don’t have to be tooting your own horn every which way, but just actively talking about your work and even collaborating with other content creators with get you hyped and other people too (and the input and encouragement other fandom members give is just... out of this world. Anon messages helped me finish ADATS when I was really worried I wouldn’t [that’s the truth]. Seriously, support is everything). When you have people excited about your work, you get excited. It’s really as simple as that.

I could go on but this is already horrendously long. I hope even a bit of this helps! If you want to chat or have any more questions, just hit me up any time.

#writing tips #writing help #writing advice #answered #i really hope this helps/answers your question!#i can do something more structured if you want #otherwise here are just my initial thoughts #Anonymous

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justkindaoverhereobsessing · 4 years

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I WAS GOING TO ASK YOU TO REBLOG THIS SO I COULD ASK. YAY. 1, 5, 11, 14 (WAAO), 17 (croissant croissant oui oui oui plus baguette), 18, 22, 25, 36, 49 and the most important of all, 50. ❤

1) How old were you when you first starting writing fanfiction?

It was more than half my lifetime ago—I was 10!

5) If you had to choose a favourite out of all of your multi chaptered stories, which would it be and why?

I only have a couple, lol, but I’d have to say We Are an Ocean. I’m not sure if I love it or hate it at this point, but I’ve put so so so so much effort and time and love into it! It’s my baby!

11) Have you ever amended a story due to criticisms you’ve received after posting it?

Not on major plot points, but... About ten years ago, I wrote a oneshot based in the late 1940s, and someone pointed out to me that seatbelts in cars weren’t really a thing back then. I did go back and change that, lmao. Fly free, kiddos, you’re on your own in a car crash!

14) How did you come up with the title for We Are an Ocean?

I HAD SUCH A HARD TIME WITH IT. I knew I wanted it to be friends-with-benefits turned lovers turned partners in every aspect, but the gradual change there over the course of the story makes it hard to choose a single theme... and I almost always name my fics based on theme! I literally spent two days scouring quotes in about twenty different themes, and finally found the quote I used and decided it was good enough. It was defeatism more than anything, lmao! Here’s the whole quote from which I got the title of the fic: "Individually, we are one drop. Together, we are an ocean." -Ryunosuke Satoro.

17) Post a line from a WIP that you’re working on. (I cheated and did three from my ‘oui oui oui plus baguette’ story, as you put it, lmao.)

“Où sont lez… what was it, again?”

“Forget it. Stay close to me and avoid getting lost, because I do not think you will never be able to speak French, Tony DiNozzo.”

“Why would I ever need to, when I have you?”

18) Do you have any abandoned WIP’s? What made you abandon them?

I have one! It’s a long and sordid tale of heartbreak and drama, lmao, so I’ll spare you the details, but basically, I co-wrote it with someone I was very close to. When we had a falling out, I rewrote much of the story for my own sanity but didn’t post it—it was just for me. Eventually, when I’d gotten whatever closure I needed out of it, I stopped doing that, too. The story still exists somewhere in the format of text messages on an old phone shoved in a drawer somewhere, but what was posted back when that person and I were still close is all that will ever be published. (I did get a tattoo because of the whole experience of rewriting by myself, though... song lyrics from Hamilton! “I picked up a pen; I wrote my own deliverance.”)

22) Do you have a story that you look back on and cringe when you reread it?

SO MANY. Actually, I keep meaning to go back and delete pretty much everything I wrote prior to 2019, lmao. Thanks for the reminder!

25) Have you ever cried whilst writing a story?

YES. As you know, I’m an incredibly easy crier. I usually don’t, though... I like to say that I hurt my own feelings instead. When I’m writing, I’m usually so focused on the forest that the trees can’t make me cry, lmao. There’s so much going on in my head—plot, dialogue, word count, staying IC, timing, descriptions, continuity, throwing in pianos to piss you off, pacing, grammar, keeping track of clothes if I’m writing smut, etc. It makes me a little removed from my story until I give it a read-through when I publish it. Once, though, during my RP days... my partner and I were writing a story that I KNEW would make me cry but I still wrote it when I was in public. I was on a long-distance overnight bus from London to Amsterdam with 100 strangers and there were NO TISSUES. I got snot all over myself. Gross. 10/10, would recommend embarrassing yourself that badly in the name of art at least once in your life!

36) Can you give us a spoiler for one of your WIP’s?

Sure, I’ll give you a few! For WAAO, spoilers with no context: guilt/grief/fear/rage all wrapped up in one devastated character, the worst international trip in the world, a therapist, Anacostia Park, and a baby that wants to be passed from person to person every 90 seconds.

49) Can you remember the first fic you read? What was it about?

I can, lmao, cause I’m scarred for life. I was roughly 8 years old and even back then, I was very shippy... I was looking for a Harry/Ginny story to read. The one I found involved Harry cheating on his wife with Cho Chang and in the end, Ginny got pissed enough that she straight up murdered him. Wtf. I’m still not okay.

50) If you could write only angst, fluff or smut for the rest of your writing life, which would it be and why?

WAIT THIS ONE’S HARD. WTF SOFIA. Ummmmmmmmm... shit. I guess I’m going to go with fluff, because angst is no fun if it doesn’t resolve into fluff anyway, and it’s hard enough to write the occasional smut fic without it being the only thing I’m allowed to write! Yeah, okay, my final answer is fluff. But I don’t like it and you’re on thin ice for asking this question, lmao.

Fanfiction Writer Asks

#thanks for the ask Sof! <3 <3 <3

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hurricane · 7 years

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1. Which book has been on your shelves the longest? All the HP books and I think POA the longest. For the longest time HP were like the only books I’d read and I took them with me everywhere, including my college dorm rooms. 2. What is your current read, your last read and the book you’ll read next?I’m currently reading Spoonbenders by Daryl Gregory, which is pretty good. I think the last thing I read was In the Woods by Tana French because literally everyone and their mother has recommended it to me and like why y’all do me like this??? Next on the list is probably Max Tegmark’s new book, Life 3.0: Being Human in the Age of Artificial Intelligence because I like having panic attacks about science I don’t really understand. OR Beth just told me I have to read The Three Queens, so I guess that’s next.

3. Which book does everyone like and you hated? The Secret History by Donna Tartt. In concept, sure, but I haaaaaaaaated the narrator and all the characters and every single interaction they had with one another. I’m also not a huge fan of Donna Tartt’s writing style, but that said I did enjoy The Goldfinch when I gave it a second try on audiobook.

4. Which book do you keep telling yourself you’ll read, but you probably won’t? Guns, Germs and Steel because it seems fascinating but I’m just never in the mood for a preachy history lesson.

5. Which book are you saving for “retirement?” LOL this is a dumb question

6. Last page: read it first or wait till the end? Wait til the end, ya heathen. I think I skipped to the end of Sharp Objects though because seriously wtf.

7. Acknowledgements: waste of ink and paper or interesting aside? I don’t usually read them unless I’m like desperate for more content from the author, but why would you want to stop someone from thanking their pals??? That’s just mean spirited.

8. Which book character would you switch places with? I only read books with either really stupid or really tragic characters, so none????? I’m gonna go with none.

9. Do you have a book that reminds you of something specific in your life (a person, a place, a time)? I reread The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe recently and that always reminds me of the summer when we moved into my Great Aunt’s house when it rained like every goddamn day.

10. Name a book you acquired in some interesting way. I went to a going away party once and as a parting gift, the host (friend of a friend I’d never met before that night) was giving away all his books. I got Franny and Zooey out of that, I think.

11. Have you ever given away a book for a special reason to a special person? lol no I’m a book hoarder. I don’t even let people borrow books because I’m also the friend that borrows books and forgets to return them so I won’t let you take mine. SPEAKING OF, KATIE, I HAVE BOOKS TO RETURN TO YOU.

12. Which book has been with you to the most places? Every Harry Potter, most likely. I always take them on planes or long car rides because I know I’ll be too distracted to read anything else.

13. Any “required reading” you hated in high school that wasn’t so bad ten years later? I absolutely fucking hated My Antonia by Willa Cather when I read it in high school, but I reread it two years ago, I think, and actually enjoyed it. Not like, top ten, I’ll love this til the day I die, type enjoy, but it wasn’t a bad read. Still hate Ethan Frome though. Fuck that book.

14. What is the strangest item you’ve ever found in a book? I found a receipt for a cantaloupe once.

15. Used or brand new? Either

16. Stephen King: Literary genius or opiate of the masses? I’ve only ever read Christine and Cujo so I don’t think I could speak to his talent, but he seems nice.

17. Have you ever seen a movie you liked better than the book? Gone Girl tho or Matilda but mostly only because I have strong feelings about the movie and none about the book

18. Conversely, which book should NEVER have been introduced to celluloid? uhhhhh

19. Have you ever read a book that’s made you hungry, cookbooks being excluded from this question? The Investigator Yashim books. He cooks while he’s solving crimes and everything sounds so good. So much so that the author wrote a cookbook with the dishes Yashim has made.

20. Who is the person whose book advice you’ll always take? Beth Motherfucking Glenn. It just usually takes me 6 years to get around to it.

#book survey bc ya girl is avoiding work

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hellas-himself · 7 years

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My ACOTAR review aka I can't believe I ever liked Tamlin.

I want to start this off by saying that I’ve read A Court of Thorns and Roses before. I read it close to the beginning of my journey in healing. Seeing a therapist and coming to learn that I have PTSD (in addition to depression and anxiety). I’m a survivor of abuse. I’ve been abused as a child, and as well as a teen and an adult. The very first time I read ACOTAR, I was completely crazy about Tamlin. I looked at him, how he behaved. At how Feyre responded to him and I saw LOVE. I laughed at his forced attempts to compliment her. I swooned and fell as Feyre did. I was Feyre. A Court of Wings and Ruin is coming to us soon, and the light of my life, Caitlin, asked if I would join her in rereading ACOTAR and ACOMAF (which I will begin tonight and also write a review for) with her. I was over the moon! Of course, I would. Caitlin brought me to this world of Fae, of love and passion, of feeling. Of PTSD (ACOMAF I cannot wait for you). Of learning to catch the warning signs, of learning what true love was. Caitlin, I would totally go Under the Mountain for you. The very first time I read ACOTAR and ACOMAF, I didn’t review them. I merely went on an emotional rant and left it at that. But this series is so important to me, especially as an abuse survivor, that I felt that when I read it again, I wanted to take notes. I wanted to write about what it made me feel. I wanted to have something real to show myself that I’ve learned. That I have come so far. And also, I wanted to give this series a review/better written rant that it deserved. I don’t do this usually, so I’m going in order from page one until the very last. Going by my notes. I won’t be jumbling things together. So, you’re getting my thoughts as I read the book, not the after thoughts. * The first thing I noticed while jumping back into the world of Prythian was that it was as if I had never read ACOMAF. The emotions were raw. And I spent a lot of it frustrated and angry. I looked at Feyre and saw the girl I used to be, and still sometimes feel that I am. I wanted to defend Feyre, protect her. Because no one else did. And that was something I related to and it broke my heart. I hated Papa Archeron from the get. I could not, as a parent, as a girl who grew up without a father, I could not fathom how selfish this man was. IS (but let that be discussed elsewhere). I noted how in the beginning, Feyre capitalized the F in father, how important this man was/is to her. How he played a role in her dream of marrying off her sisters and living alone with him, taking care of him, and being able to afford some paints. Feyre at the beginning of this book, and to the very end, was me. The girl I had been before I had Dany (my daughter). I continued to internally scream LET FEYRE PAINT. Let the girl live. And I noticed how quickly Feyre let go of the capitalized F once she came home and had to do everything for her father, for her sisters. I have multiple notes that are ONLY “I HATE PAPA ARCHERON”, “I CANNOT STAND HIM”, “WTF SIR”. Cutting wood, cooking, skinning the animals, buying households needs all fell to Feyre and it made me so angry. My heart did make leaps when I read her describe the dresser she shared with Nesta and Elain. Fire for Nesta, flowers for Elain and a night sky for Feyre. I do honestly believe this is foreshadowing to their futures, and I think it’s been discussed in depth what those theories are. For me, Nesta’s fire is not only to whom she’ll love (I cannot wait for ACOMAF to meet you again, you cocky bastard), but to who she is. What she is capable of. I hated Nesta the first time around. I resented her, I projected my resentment of people I know who made me feel the way Nesta made Feyre feel towards her. I mean, Nesta’s voice was Feyre’s inner voice of negativity!! Elain, sweet, sweet Elain. She’s not ignorant. She’s not quiet and docile. She has a green thumb and I do think it foreshadowed what we came to learn in ACOMAF. But I also felt in rereading the story, in regards to the dresser, that Elain would play a role in Feyre’s growth (which she did). And I also think, in the future, Elain is going to play a role in the rebirth of their world post-Hybern. The night sky for Feyre- COME ON. It was there from the start and this time around, I was giddy. Like how did we all miss this! And naturally, my ACOMAF knowing heart recoiled when Feyre is forced to go off into Prythian for killing a Fae male in wolf form (Andras, as we come to learn). “You go somewhere new- and you make a name for yourself.” -Papa Archeron, page 41 When I read this, I immediately thought of ACOMAF. Somewhere new, and the new names Feyre comes to obtain. So naturally, I was happy. Whether or not this is foreshadowing, it is to me. Literally, my notes on this were: VELARIS?????? CURSE-BREAKER???????? Lol honestly, just lol On page 45, Feyre is struggling with feeling smug at the thought of her family struggling without her (a thought I have felt more than I want to admit) and the agony of imagining her father suffering to beg for them. But worse than those things, was imagining what Nesta would do for Elain. This stood out to me because one, as someone who was responsible for others at the expense of myself, I completely understood Feyre. I smiled when she thought about them suffering without her, because I was there before and sometimes, still feel that way. I also knew the guilt she felt, something I still fight with. Her conflicting emotions mirrored mine at various points in my life. And it connected me further to her. And Nesta, well, I’ve come to understand her, too. And I love her. I’m not going to bother mentioning every detail of Tamlin and his poor attempts at making Feyre feel at home. However, I will mention how quickly Feyre went from calling him her captor to her savior (page 51). It made me remember how the person who had abused me had me confused as to what they were to me. And in that moment, I felt that this was what Feyre was dealing with. Tamlin manipulated her from the start. Yes, this is a take on Beauty and the Beast. Yes, the bargain between Tamlin and Feyre is a play on Belle’s bargain and the Beast to save her dad. But Tamlin didn’t become her abuser. From reading this again, he always was. From the moment Tamlin broke into her cottage and brought her to the Spring Court, he was manipulating her. On page 54, Tamlin mentions to Lucien that Feyre lived in a hovel- Yes, he is right. Yes, Feyre thinks he’s being an ass and making her feel bad for where she came from in comparison to his grand estate. But Tamlin knew she could hear him. This, to me, was one of his first attempts to show that he understood her. A way in. Tamlin, when telling Feyre about how he was taking care of her family, used that knowledge to threaten her to keep her from running. He also kept her bound to the chair with magic 😊 Feyre felt trapped. But also wondered if she could finally think for herself. Between the bargain with Tam and the thought of being freed of her family, Feyre is finally able to think about herself. This kind of freedom is scary to someone who has been so selfless and has had to ignore their own happiness and needs for the sakes of others. Feyre is too damn good for all of them, and that is probably the only thing I will ever agree on with her father. “Honestly, I’m impressed- and flattered you think I have that kind of sway with Tamlin.” -Lucien, page 85 I thought this was important because prior to rereading this, I still considered Tamlin and Lucien to be best buds. In this particular scene, Feyre wants to try to get Lucien to plead her case to Tam. So yeah, they’re friends… But Tam is a bad friend. The toxic friend we’ve all had at one point in life who scares us into staying. I’ve had my fair share of Tamlins- both platonic and romantic- and it is very hard to cut them loose. Lucien breaks my heart, and I was shocked reading this line because I thought he did have Tamlin’s ear like that. When Lucien tells her how he ‘got that scar’ (page 88), Feyre asks him if Tamlin was the one to do it. Feyre has seen enough of Tamlin’s “moods” to already imagine he would hurt his friend that way. The guy might not be human, he growls and bares his claws and talons when he’s mad- but human abusers do the same thing in their own way. And I couldn’t stop thinking about that… Not to mention how many years Lucien’s been living with Tam. My poor fox. On page 90, when the Bogge comes to Feyre and Lucien, Feyre tries to think of pleasant things. Hot bread and full bellies (my baby, I know that feel all too well), but the one that got me was “A starry, unclouded night sky, peaceful and glittering and endless”. THAT’S VELARIS. I mean, Come on. I got so excited- my notebook is actually an embarrassment. Now, at this point, I was reading in the car. I lost my pen. I was cramped in the back seat. So I don’t have notes from page 90 to 118. But here, I decided to open my phone and take notes that way. Why? Because Feyre tells Tam that she doesn’t trust him. He quickly gets all jealous and tries to bring up her time spent with Lucien and my baby says LUCIEN DOESN’T PRETEND TO BE ANYTHING BUT WHAT HE IS. Which is the truth. Even fearing Amarantha, Lucien is as open as he can be with Feyre. Yes, he wants her gone in the beginning, but he’s honest. Lucien is an asshole, and I love him. But to the point, Tamlin once again brings out the worst in Feyre’s already poor self-esteem, the way she thinks about herself. And it’s Nesta’s voice she hears in her head. I’m so glad she walked away from him. Lucien gives Feyre the instructions to go after the Suriel. Maybe he wanted her dead, maybe he really overestimated her. Or maybe, I think Lucien saw that Feyre could in fact succeed. I think he came to believe Feyre would break the curse, whereas Tamlin never did. Honestly. But to the point. We finally meet Suri and we get that line “…stay with the High Lord, and live to see everything righted.” Nothing in this line or in the ones prior, indicate the Suriel is speaking of Tamlin. None of it is romantic. So I do think the Suriel meant for her to stay with Tamlin to live long enough to get to where she really needed to be. AT RHYS’ SIDE. IN VELARIS. SAVING THE GODDAMN WORLD. After the business with the Suriel and the naga, Tamlin and Feyre talk it over at dinner. He gets so mad about what she’s done, he ends up cutting his own face. Dude’s reactions are just… I sat there already tired of him. “I’d start shouting, but I think today was punishment enough.” TAMLIN. I swear to God. (Pg. 142, btw) When they discuss her family, and he tells her that her family is foolish for not realizing how amazing she is (my words, not his but that’s the gist of what he’s saying)- he is not lying. But this is also part of his manipulation of her. And maybe, the worst part is, he meant it. The rest of my notes is me basically saying things in bold, most of which is I CANNOT BELIEVE I SHIPPED THIS TRASH. It kills me because they start to joke around with each other. Open up. You start to feel for him as Feyre does. When she laughs, you’re so happy. It’s such a conflicting situation. Feyre mentions her dreams on page 148. A pale, faceless woman with blood red nails splitting her open. I am going to say that this is her dreaming with Amarantha, because of her bond. I didn’t notice it the first time around. Any time a tiny clue about Rhys and the Night Court comes up, I am ecstatic. Even one so morbid as this. Between pages 148 and 183, I didn’t really care about Feyre and Tam getting close. I mean, yes, I love the world she finally can see once he takes the glamour off. And yes, I still was happy to see them all laughing together. Being this very unlikely trio. But what mattered the most to me was her relationship with Lucien. I never shipped them as a romance. But they are my first favorite BROTP of this series. I enjoy their banter. Their sarcasm. I suppose I’ll leave my BROTP goals for them for my ACOMAF review. Is there at Lucien and Feyre tag? On page 183, we have our first example of the actual bond. Feyre feels a string pulling her away from the manor. WE FINALLY MEET OUR FUCKING NIGHT TRIUMPHANT. MY HEART DID LEAPS IN MY CHEST. I WANTED TO SCREAM. “THERE YOU ARE. I’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU.” YES BABY SO HAVE I. I was looking forward to falling in love with Rhys all over again and this was just the start. Insert fifty heart eyes emojis here. Let me preface this next random bit to say that Calanmai and its celebratory orgy would be cool had it not in essence been Tam’s night to assault some “willing” Fae female because “the magic takes over” and he has “no control”. No honey, that is not hot. It’s not sexy. The fact that Feyre felt like a disobedient child for “going against him” just tossed me back to when I was in an abusive relationship and that was how I felt. It’s not romantic. It’s not cute. Lucien and Tamlin both explain the Rite as assault. Tamlin says he does not need to be held accountable if Feyre won’t follow orders. This is such rapist mentality I seriously wanted to hit myself for ever finding the Fire Night scene between them sexy. And the insane part it, your abuser can still get you hot and heavy. They can play with your senses and it confuses you. This is why reading this again or even just reading ACOMAF after this is scary to see how blind we all were to this. I spent a lot of time in disbelief that I had ever found Tamlin’s treatment of her normal or attractive. It’s disgusting. Another thing about Tamlin that bothered me is that out of all her paintings, he wanted the one of her forest. “This was your life,” is what he says to her. The first time around, I thought this was such a sweet gesture, to want that of all the paintings. But it reminded me a lot of my exes. Wanting the most personal of my belongings for themselves. It just… bothered me. A lot. Lucien and Tam’s explanation of the Night Court just made me laugh. My ACOMAF loving heart just made this so funny because we all know what the Night Court really is about. Feyre is sent to her room after Rhys makes his appearance in the Spring Court. She makes many mentions of Tamlin’s rage. The roaring, the breaking of things. The fact that she didn’t think there would be a dining room left. This is such abusive bullshit. And once upon a time, I thought this behavior was normal. I hate that at this phase, Feyre still thinks herself a coward. Feyre is such a resilient, brave woman. But we’ll get to that. Tamlin fucking didn’t give Feyre a chance to tell him she loved him. Let’s get that out of the way. He was days away from breaking the curse, and he sends her away. And yes, I know this is going off how the Beast let Belle go home even though the curse was close to coming to an end, leaving him like a beast forever. But it still caused me frustration that this High Lord is a coward. And selfish. But then I suppose if not for that, Feyre would never have learned how truly goddamn strong she is. And how absolutely useless he is. She wouldn’t have seen the changes in herself and her sisters, or seen that Alis and Lucien- AND RHYS- had her back. I am so glad in a way that Feyre went back. She got to open up to her sisters. Nesta and Elain did not apologize, but we got to see how they felt. We finally got to see a glimpse of their side of things, which let me tell you, was sorely needed. Nesta stopped being the voice in Feyre’s head that spat nasty things at her. I love that Nesta was immune to Tamlin’s shit. It makes me wonder what kind of future she will have and what role she will play in ACOWAR. I love that her sisters helped her return to Tamlin, even if I can’t stand Tamlin, to save him. To save the world. It showed such a big change in them. The first time around, I thought it was so out of character, so fast. But reading it again, it was perfect. I still hate their dad. This is a lot of my notes during the chapters with Feyre back in the human realm. And now, the most frustrating of all. Under the Mountain. Feyre was willing to die for Tam. She makes note of this before Alis escorts her to the cave. She thinks it often. She ACTS on that thought. And he did nothing. First, let me get Alis and her rules out of the way. 1.Don’t drink the wine: Feyre drinks the wine Rhys gives her. 2.Don’t make deals with anyone unless your life depends on it: her life depended on it and she made a deal with Rhys. 3.Don’t trust a soul: She trusted Lucien and Rhys. Feyre says many times UtM that she stopped hoping for Tam. She trusted herself and her love for him. Not actually him. That really got me good this time around. Feyre got jumped before Tamlin and Amarantha. He didn’t even flinch. Lucien was deathly afraid of Amarantha. This is noted throughout ACOTAR. And yet, he defied her to help Feyre. He fixed her nose. He cried out to her during her trial with the Middengard Worm. He refused to say her name when Amarantha demanded it of him. Foxy boy would have died for her, okay? No one can tell me otherwise. And what did Tamlin do? NADA. Sure, he pleaded on Lucien’s behalf, and whipped him. But what did he really do? NOTHING. Rhys’ way of helping Feyre sucked. But UtM, what else could he have done without killing his people in the process? Without endangering Feyre further? He played his role and played it well. He saved her. Kept her sane. He was an ass, there is no denying it. But he helped her. He fought for her. And I know I’m getting ahead of myself. But we all know who apologized for their behavior. We all know who also LIVED UP TO THEIR APOLOGY. Anyway, it broke my heart that Feyre was afraid of Tamlin’s reaction to her tattoo, the symbol of her bargain with Rhys. She loved him and still was afraid of him. And I felt her pain, because I knew that fear all too well. She was dying and Rhys healed her. He made sure she ate well. He made sure no one touched her. No more insufferable chores. I don’t even want to imagine what Amarantha did to him for helping Feyre. I know this has been touched upon before, but do you know how much I love that Feyre stood practically naked before Amarantha but wore a crown on her head. She wore Rhys’ diadem, not even knowing what it meant. But Amarantha did. I love that Rhys bet on her. I love that he believed she would survive, just like Lucien did. He was bold in his help for her, in the best way he could, without revealing the true Rhysand to the world. Without endangering the City of Starlight and his loved ones. Lucien tells Feyre that Rhys having her dressed that way is to get a rise out of Tam. And Feyre asks if it worked. And it doesn’t work. Tamlin doesn’t act. Doesn’t react. And when he says that Tamlin is hiding his emotions from Amarantha, honestly, I don’t even think he believes that. Here is Lucien, sneaking in to bring her a cloak to stay warm. Such a small gesture, but still more than Tamlin does for her. Rhys comes to pay her a visit and starts to open up to her. Feyre feels his sadness. Another clue to their bond. I DIED. I had not noticed that the first time around! He also used their bond to help her survive the second trial, saving her and Lucien in the process. He guided her out of the room, helping her to stay strong until she got to her room. Rhys kept her together. Tam did nothing. I could say that thousands of times and I don’t think I could get tired of saying it. On page 370, she says the third trial will kill her. I laughed. Bitch, it did. On 373, she hears music. Even the first time I read this, I knew this music was not from anywhere we had been yet in the story. I didn’t understand, but it was so special. So important in bringing her back. It brought her to “...a palace in the sky, a hall of alabaster and moonstone, where all that was lovely and kind and fantastic dwelled in peace.” Then she says “Everything I wanted was there- the one I loved was there-“ Yes, the one I love is there too, babe. This was not the Spring Court. This is not Tamlin. This is the Night Court, the Inner Circle. This is Rhys and Feyre. And she didn’t know it. Then of course, we come to the night before her final trial. Tamlin finally gets some courage to approach her. To fuck. If I sighed any longer, my lungs will collapse. My eyes will roll out of my head. I can’t. I just can’t with this guy. From 381-385, Rhys and Feyre talk. She finds herself opening up to him, unable to stay quiet. She comes alive around him. And I think he came alive around her, too. So at last, the final trial. This was so emotionally taxing. So heart breaking. This task was abhorrent, and Amarantha is a fucking devil. And Feyre did it. She did it for Tamlin and his world. For Lucien. Alis and her boys. For her own world. As much as I can’t stand Tamlin, it still shocked me when he was revealed as the last Fae for Feyre to kill. Realizing the truth of the curse was so mind boggling. He had a heart of stone. This curse was so well done, it surprised me so much. I remembered laughing at the masks and then realizing why they were necessary. Feyre fulfilled every need to end that curse and Tamlin fucking let her go before she could say she loved him. And when she realized what the riddle meant, repeating it backwards to herself. Oh my god. I was left speechless. Just like the first time. And naturally, Amarantha was never going to let Feyre live. Tamlin watched while Rhys still kept fighting no matter what Amarantha did to him. Yes, Tam was hurt. But so was Rhys. When Feyre dies, and we see her through Rhys’ eyes, it was just… I couldn’t deal. I remember the first time around how wild this was, and I had to read it twice to understand that Rhys was part of her. She says that Tamlin looked at her, “at us”, meaning there was a piece of her in Rhys, too. It was just… too much. Feyre came back because Rhys moved the High Lords to save her. And she still felt undeserving. She is so amazing. So brave. So loyal. She deserves every good thing in the world. And on page 412, Rhys realizes that she’s his mate. INTERNAL SCREAMING. You know, after she follows the string that tethers them together. And then she goes home with Tamlin, still shoving all her pain down. And it’s like WHY BABE WHY. I didn’t second guess it the first time. But this time, I couldn’t ignore every time she mentioned dealing with it another time. My heart broke for her. * Reading this again was hard. And I honestly can’t wait to jump into ACOMAF. Feyre’s journey isn’t over, just like mine isn’t over either. I know this wasn’t the best review, but I’m glad I wrote this out. This series means the world to me. I know this wasn't the greatest and it looks nothing like how I wrote from my laptop to mobile Tumblr but. Whatever. It's out there. I feel better.

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💛 writer asks 💛

I'm answering them because yolo - by skylerwritestoomuchphansmut

1: how long is a good length for a plot? I don’t think the length of a plot is important in majority of cases, writing isn’t some high school assignment. As long as the story remains consistent and well written and has some conclusion, it’s fine.

2: do you like writing longer stories, or shorter one shots? Well whenever I aim for shorter one shots... it turns into chapters.

3: are you better at writing characters who are sarcastic and witty or cute and funny? I don’t even know? I think sarcastic/witty?

4: what are three of your favorite character traits? Aspired, individualistic and emotional (because I’m tired of the ‘i hate everybody i am high and mighty and great at everything but i never cry because ew’ trope).

5: what’s the longest story you’ve ever written? fanfiction: 155, 985.

6: what’s a story/ one shot you’re most proud of? I don’t know if I’m proud of any of them. But the one I’m most like ‘okay that was difficult but I made it fun’ was a Songfic I wrote for Alex Rider and I got reviews saying I made it work and how they barely noticed so the lyrics weren’t annoying (25 to Life - Eminem).

7: do you consider yourself a good writer? I consider myself a... decent writer. I’ll accept I’m not completely hopeless.

8: do you consider writers artists? Yes. People consider poetry an art form because it’s wording can be so metaphorically beautiful. Poetry is words, writers use words, it’s almost the same. Artwork can be interpreted and is made to evoke emotions, so do writers.

9: do you mostly write for others or yourself? With fanfiction, if it was chaptered- others. Fanfic oneshots was myself, mostly to vent. Original stories, is just to satisfy my urge to write and tell a story.

10: do you like poetry? I used to hate it, idk why, silly me. Now I don’t mind it but I don’t prefer it. It depends on the poem itself.

11: what’s your favorite book? What kind of dumb question is that??? I can't choose a favourite singular book. A favourite book in a series, maybe. Favourite series, sure.

12: how did you start writing? I don’t even remember. I know I was coming up with stories since I could pick up a pen.

13: what was the first thing you wrote? (if you remember) Nope.

14: does writing calm you? Most times.

15: do you like being descriptive or more brief? Descriptive.

16: what’s one thing your readers could do to encourage you to write more/ write something they want? Engage with the story, that encourages me that somebody actually cares. Constructive criticism also works, I’ll be motivated to work on it.

17: do you ever get stressed about writing? Too much more than I’d like.

18: do you give yourself schedules/deadlines? Nah.

19: on a scale of 1-10 how important to your life is your writing? Sometimes like a 5. Sometimes like a 15. Usually like a 9.

20: does being outside help you write, or would you rather be in a coffee shop with fast internet? Cofffeeeeeee shop. I respect people that can write outside though, I wish I could focus.

21: who encourages/inspires you to write? Usually my stubbornness and emotional state.

22: what’s your favorite thing to write about? I don’t even know?

23: do you like fanfiction or making your own stories better? Both!

24: do you read other’s work? I don’t know any writer that doesn’t read other people’s work, all writers love writing, which means books, writers’ love books wtf.

25: who’s your favorite author? probably Rick Riordan.

26: do you want to be a writer when you grow up? Obviously.

27: what’s one good tip for aspiring writers? Think of your writing as a world, you can keep evolving it through your own thoughts- don’t listen to those evil anon hate thoughts where you just harshly criticise your own work, focus on becoming your own constructive critic and don't let it stop you from writing, writing, writing.

28: what’s a pet peeve of yours about writing [online] ? Probably over time when I reread it I find new things to add or improve, or I notice minor mistakes and it’s like this was on the internet people have seen this I can’t take it back ahhhh

29: how would you describe your writing style? I tried.

30: what author’s style would you use to associate with your own? (you may combine two if you’d like) Um... probably like, a mix of Victoria Aveyard because the first book was focused a lot on setting and world building, like how focused she was (necessarily) on politics- and so is my story. But my characters are also a lot more emotional and diverse, so I guess you could say Rick Riordan inspired that?

31: what’s your favorite descriptive word (adjective)? I don’t know??

32: what’s one word you think you use the most in your writing? probably ‘and’.

33: what’s one word you use too much? probably something random like ‘lifted an eyebrow’

34: are you proud of your work? depends on my mood.

35: why do you write? It’s the only thing I know the most and understand. I love expressing myself. It’s a healthy way to vent.

#did you mean: my life

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