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animation practice???

IDK WHAT THIS IS i just zoned out and locked in one day and this came out

breakdances

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Becoming a writer is great because now you have a hobby that haunts you whenever you don’t have time to do it

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sometimes a theme recurs in your work without your permission. and sometimes it reaches a threshold where you're like. well now i think this is saying something about me against my will. don't know what though

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please please please please reblog if you’re a writer and have at some point felt like your writing is getting worse. I need to know if I’m the only one who’s struggling with these thoughts

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A dream i had

Nightmare belongs to Jokublog

Killer belongs to rahafwabas

Dust belongs to ask-dusttale

Horror belongs to sour-apple-studios

Transcript:

Nightmare: We have a lot of work today, so I better not see you idiots slacking off

Killer, Dust and Horror: YES, SIR!

Nightmare: Also, I identify as a woman now. You shall treat me as such

Killer, Dust and Horror: YES, MA’AM

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I am thinking about fan fiction writers, but anyone who writes any kind of fiction can answer. (As far as I’m aware, non-fiction is usually written in the past tense - but if I’m wrong do let me know!)

If you like, explain why in the tags!

When I was young I gathered that all serious works of fiction were written in the past tense (past tense third person to be precise) so that is what i did when I started writing. However my mind was blown by the power and immediacy of Margaret Atwood writing in the present tense so I started to experiment with it myself, and now i strongly favour it. I get the impression that past is still the most commonly used, but I’m prepared to be surprised!

Please share!

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I have plenty of sketchbooks that I can use, but nooo, I will draw in the college-ruled notebook instead

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Writing is hard sometimes. 

It’s just words on a page. How hard can it be? 

But the page itself remains blank, and the words you want aren’t magically filling up the empty spaces. 

Standards and expectations paralyze you. Your capabilities and imagination crumble into doubt. Where is the story going? Does this scene make sense? This description doesn’t seem to fit in anywhere. How come the words aren’t right? 

And the expectations— oh, the expectations. The fears ambush you in a preemptive strike. Can you finish the chapter? Will the update be received well? What if nobody responds? Or even reads it at all? 

…You might as well be screaming into the void. 

You do not expect to be heard, much less acknowledged. Attention is a scarce, fickle thing. And if you assume you won’t be noticed anyway, whether or not you’ll ever finish your story… 

Then the expectations no longer bind you. 

You’re free to write what you want. Seeing the words form before you is reward enough, how the unspoken thoughts take shape in your internal voice. It doesn’t matter if it’s disjointed, it doesn’t matter if it rambles on, it doesn’t matter if it makes no sense— 

All that matters is that you’re writing right now, you’re throwing the words onto the page like plates of spaghetti against the wall, they’re stuck on the wall now and the noodles are sliding down and the mess keeps piling up below nonstop, and the mess can be cleaned up later, the formatting’s taking the backseat, but right now you’re making it happen.

…Look. 

You’ve got words now. It’s all over the place. It doesn’t look pretty. Some of the tomato sauce has spurted up onto the ceiling. It kinda looks like a murder scene. 

But you’ve got words now. 

You can work with the words you can see before you. You can see it somewhere in the sauce where the meatballs had tracked across the floor from the impact. Sure, you’ll definitely have to clean this mess up, or you might end up cutting your feet on the ceramic shards, and there might be maggots later, but hey, you’ve got words now.

And that’s pretty fucking alright. 

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@ancha-aus had a silly thought and I had to illustrate it because it is so funny and so so true

Context:

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i am a firm believer that ocs are a reflection of the self in the way that every character you create has to hold some piece of you to really feel alive. sometimes this is why all your ocs have certain traits, sometimes this is why you can track your various issues and traumas all the way from middleschool to now based on what your ocs are like. this is a feature not a bug

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do you all see my vision here

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maybe your fanfic doesn’t have to change someone’s life maybe it can just brighten someone’s day for a bit

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Me: *writes an amazing chapter*

Me: Ah yes. That is amazing. Can't wait to begin the next one. So many possibilities!

Me: *turns off my laptop and goes into a month-long depression*

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getting you getting you getting yu getting you getting yuo getting you getting u

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Ehe

Original post by ZeFanatic14 on YouTube

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Here, Today

I am so, so tired.

And the trees tire, too, their leaves drooping from their branches

Patterned in burnished bronze and scarlet, how the trees glow gold in the sunlight.

And the shadows of today are sharp against the grasses clinging to their color

Littering the ground in yesterday's summer.

There is still some time left in this now and here

Until the greenery burns out

And the leaves scatter in ashes to the wind

As the warmth of today's world fades for the last time.

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Something small, simple and wholesome :)

Happy late 9th anniversary

(yes reupload cos I noticed I uploaded the wrong formated vid)