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At some point, you gotta stop asking yourself "why does everyone prefer bad books over mine" and start asking yourself "what are these badly written books doing to connect with people that mine aren't?"

Every time I hear an author lament the fact that people only like "bad" books and no one appreciates their artistry anymore, all I hear is "I never take the time to evaluate what makes something interesting to people who aren't me, and I value the rules of craft and other arbitrary elements I've posited as the crux of good writing over the art of actually meeting people where they are and giving them something that holds value to their lives."

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Chuck a paragraph in, please! I gotta breathe, I gotta rest. This is a marathon, my guy. Pace yourself.

heya comrades, before you share and comment on that booktoker screenshot going around about skipping long paragraphs in novels I would like to remind you that having trouble reading long blocks of text is a very common symptom of dyslexia, and even if the people in the screenshots aren't dyslexic you should still keep people with reading disabilities in mind before you say anything moralizing about "illiteracy"

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Prompt list: Fluff #2

Like always feel free to use these for whatever~

I am also realizing I have a thing for people doing nice/sweet things while in the rain or while it is raining.

“I hope that in every life, you are there with me.”

“You’re beautiful, you know that right?”

Person A going all out for person B’s birthday.

“What are you doing up?” “My personal heater went away.” 

Person A kissing person B in the rain.

Person A buying person B their favorite snack just because they saw it while shopping.

Person A stealing person B’s sweater/clothes.

Having a tender moment in the early morning.

“I love you doesn’t begin to express what I feel for you.”

Person A helping person B patch up their favorite shirt/sweater/jacket.

Person A noticing person B is getting overwhelmed and helping them out.

Person A helping person B have fun at a party.

Person A and person B accidentally giving each other flowers at the same time.

Person A’s brain short circuiting at how good person B looks.

“I wouldn’t trade you for all the stars in the sky.”

“How are you so comfy?”

Person A falling asleep on person B

Person A noticing person B is cold and giving them their coat.

Person A joining person B in the rain.

Person A telling person B a story to help them fall asleep.

Person A singing person B a song.

Doing each others hair.

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Take frequent breaks (drink water too!) and do your goddamn wrist stretches

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I never thought a turtle could get the zoomies

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Grandpa: I'm gonna steal the camera

Grandma, through a forced smile: please don't

Today I found out my dead grandpa was a massive shoplifter and every ice cream sandwich, Little Debbie roll and candy he gave me was more than likely stolen. He always had little gifts for me. Gifts he had stolen. Apparently Walmart was his favorite spot to steal from. I thought I couldn’t love and respect my grandfather any more than I already did but I do now. Poppy, you were a real one.

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writers envy but evil

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dude seeing these Mega high quality images of the surface of mars that we now have has me fucked up. Like. Mars is a place. mars is a real actual place where one could hypothetically stand. It is a physical place in the universe. ITS JUST OUT THERE LOOKING LIKE UH IDK A REGULAR OLD DESERT WITH LOTS OF ROCKS BUT ITS A WHOLE OTHER PLANET? 

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Mine was from some random Greek tavern in Australia and it was adult juice but eerily similar??

mountain berry blast (blue) powerade IS an elixir actually

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sunshiney characters who adore the mean grumpy character, platonically or romantically, but not DESPITE them being mean as if that isn’t who the other “really” is deep down. they love it. they think the other is the funniest cleverest most delightful person alive

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My baby boy!

Last Line Tag

tagged by @indecentpause

[So I may have briefly broken my unspoken promise to myself to not stray from Lost Cause and established a few new ideas / words for Mourn the Day yesterday. Oops.]

His brother’s name is etched into the stone, pristine but for a smear of dirty fingerprints across the rough surface. Halifax pays them little mind, thoughts too preoccupied with the emptiness of the grave. Grave robbery is not unheard of, the desperate derelicts of the Rotway are not beyond any excuse to fund their addictions, but this hollow in the earth bears no similarities to a simple dig.

Damp soil sinks in the distinct shape of handprints, fingers clawing their way up and out of the ground.

Fax casts a cautious glance around the graveyard, silent and still but for his breath on the cold spring air. No one here but him.

tagging the usual suspects @reininginthefirewriting, @drabbleitout, @ashen-crest, @zmwrites, and @infinitelyblankpage

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Author is Angie Sage. I love these books too 😍 ❤

So if you’re a Harry Potter stan and you just have to be obsessed with a kids series written by an English woman about a young wizard boy learning magic under an eccentric headmaster with an interesting potions guy, a silly male best friend, a clever female best friend, a blonde haired guy who is evil but eventually gets redemption, an evil wizard/necromancer who has a young boy he very clearly pressures into it as his sidekick, an evil piece of jewelry, and a dragon… might I recommend to you the Septimus Heap series, instead of Harry Potter? It’s very similar to Harry Potter but 1) not nearly as much blatant bigotry 2) I literally don’t even know the author’s name so she’s not in a position to do harm even if she is very bigoted 3) high fantasy! it’s kind of medieval, the dragon has a major role, there’s a ghost army 4) cool magic system that makes fucking sense 5) focuses on the big happy wizard family as well as the orphan boy and 6) actually good. so. just in case anyone is looking for an incredibly similar thing to get into and you weren’t aware of these books: here. have this.

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Say it with me: Unions 👏Are👏 Not👏 Bad👏 Things

HOLY FUCK THE AMAZON WORKERS WON THEIR UNION VOTE

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This is the only tiktok you’ll ever need, I’ve made about 13 of these and I’m not stopping anytime soon

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Please support Dreamtime Aroha. They’re an Indigenous owned business that supports community all over Australia. They’re a wife and wife partnership who create these cute jarjum baby dolls. They actually sent me two this year as giveaways at the Queer Indigenous Panel I organised. They are awesome. Show them some love this International Day of the World’s Indigenous People✊🏾

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I love me some stabby boys

Leith "Lethal Leith" Gallows - for mine and @reeseweston's WIP These Wicked Things

What once was whole, now has splintered.

All Leith wants is to be reunited with his twin sister, Lilith, to keep his promise to their mother that he would always protect her.

But how do you protect someone who’s more rot and bone than flesh?

joined These Wicked Things after Wick promised he would someday be granted any wish he might desire [from the demon the circus worships / sacrifices lives to], and having been a naïve boy at the time, Leith agreed

performs for These Wicked Things under the name 'Lethal Leith' which is all too fitting if anyone knows what he does after the curtains are drawn, but on stage everyone knows him as simply a skilled knife thrower who dazzles the crowd with a quick hand and even quicker wit

collects knives but he has a favorite, always strapped to his hip or tucked underneath his pillow

canines are sharper than most, but he isn’t a vampire, much to his dismay

likes to keep his hands busy, it's what inspired him to try wood carving for the first time and finds great joy in his creations

built his own caravan as well as the furniture inside

has an unhealthy fascination with blood – desensitized to blood and gore after so many years with These Wicked Things

Lilith’s death led him down a spiral of despair, vengeance, and misdirected grief

no one can quite decide if his use of puppet is endearing or insulting

heterochromatic eyes – the right is gray with brown blotches the almost consume the aforementioned gray, while the left is a gray-blue with small, darker blue specks

suffers night terrors that he refuses to address or discuss

fears how Lilith might view him if she knew what he does

never attacks his victims from the front, believes it is best that they be nameless and faceless lest they, too, haunt his sleep

grew up in a poor household, barely scrapping by

knows how to play piano after his father’s boss introduced him to the instrument and taught him a few songs – it was one of the few things that made Lilith smile, sitting beside him on the piano bench and listening to him play