#asmi's birds of paradise

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a lil good omens brainrotted update from your mascot

Hello my maggots it's nearly midnight here's how the brainrot's going (spoiler alert, there are no, uh, ripe braincells anymore).

I just spent a rather significant amount of time drawing leaves into my bullet journal (because it's Crowley themed this month).

That whole time I listened to first Crowley's apartment ambience and then to a bunch of Good Omens edits and got extremely emotional about it but in the best way. God I love this show.

Every day (it'S a-GEtTinG clOSeR) I have a stare-off with the Good Omens book that keeps me company on my desk.

It laughs in my face, daring me to read it.

I recall the last time I opened it (to summarise, I read a line about Crowley and burst into tears like the macho guy I am). I refuse.

We are locked in a battle of wills. Who will win, the book or I? I'm torn between wanting to read it so bad and the fear that I will never be emotionally stable again if I do.

Speaking of books, just for vibesies an update on the one I'm writing, I've written 7,200 words in the past six days (when I pulled the WIP out of its musty folder because of that post Neil made).

The page I made in the bullet journal was actually a writing tracker here lemme show y'all because I'm proud of the progress I made:

[Yes, that is the Good Omens book lurking in the top left, it's never far away. The battle is perpetual.]

Crowley quotesssss all the Crowley quotes I love them so much it's insane.

Also, I'm gonna go get yarn to I can continue my endeavour to learn crocheting to make a Crowley-beanie. @singalongpoppet is my guru and leader in this journey. Not sure if I'll manage it, but a guy can dream. Channeling my non-existent cottagecore era.

I am also considering getting a Plant.

Weirdly enough, this is not entirely brainrot, I was supposed to grow a plant back in January because my word thing of the year was Grow (the burden of prophecy is real).

However, I am dreadful at taking care of them, even succulents. I managed to kill a wild cactus that I brought home from a roadside. It survived several months but in the end being around me was too much for it, poor thing.

I assume there is a bit more to plant-parenting than misting them and screaming at them to GROW BETTER, so any advice, please?

End of update, I have no idea how to write conclusions so have a snapshot of the dynamic of Rian and Avi, the characters in the book I'm writing [spoiler alert: their dynamic is dumpster fire].

Love you my maggots have a wonderful brainrotted day xxx

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*buries face in hands* Oh no I am so embarrassed by the fact that it's the thread with my unhinged synopsis of my book that's circulating with this beautiful advice. Rian and Avi, my fictional children, I'm sorry but your ridiculousness is now exposed, you can never pretend to be cool again, though you want to.

But, on a hopeful note, I do want to say that since I made that addition and decided to work on the WIP, I actually have written.

I wrote 6,586 words of it, in fact. Some emotional, some silly, but what matters is that I wrote.

So yeah. Keep writing. And if it's your first draft, do not stop to edit. I could write a whole book on why editing during the first draft will land you in deep shit. Don't stop. Especially if you're a perfectionist, do not stop to edit.

In the final book or story, quality is definitely more important than quantity. But in the first draft, from personal experience, quantity over quality. Get the stone from the quarry, and then start sculpting it. The first draft is your raw material, not your finished product, and treat it as such. That's what's always worked for me, anyway. I'd love to hear about other methods.

In the meantime... Rian and Avi, you have character arcs to go through (writers with their characters are definitely the parents who put their kids through hell and say it builds character, but hey. It's true.)

Writing time.

hello

can you please tell me to continue writing whatever the hell i am writing, because currently it seems like i'm writing nonsense

thank you

You too? Absolutely. You keep going and I'll keep going too.

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maybe tumblr will get me back into writing.

Hey my maggoty loves sooooo well, as you might know (because of this chaotic mess of a thread on Neil's blog, oops) I've rooted up a WIP from last February. And I want to finish it. The time on that thread that I said I'd write, I actually wrote for three hours and wrote 3000 words and actually had so much fun? And I haven't written since then but it's made me realise if I keep myself accountable on tumblr then I'll actually do this thing that brings me so much joy.

Sometimes you need to be kicked in the ass even to do things that you like. In chemical kinetics it's called activation energy, if I remember correctly. Ass-kicking energy has more pizzazz.

Sooooo I'll make a tag and I'll just keep making stupid lil updatey posts, y'all feel free to ignore it (or maybe, if you need to write too, take them as a reminder and motivation, the way I took Neil's post as my ass-kicking energy. anything you like). Writing is a messy messy thing but hey we can do it together!

I'll use the tag Asmi's birds of paradise because the ship name I use for my two OCs, Rian and Avi, is Avian. And well, avian = birds. Flashy queer birds. See I'm putting so much thought into this :")

Alright I'm going to write a scene I've been wanting to, where Rian (who knows nothing about cricket) has to commentate on a game of it along with Avi (who's extremely good at it but is out of the game because injury). I wonder if Avi will realise that Rian's not even trying to commentate properly, he's just trying to make Avi laugh. Fucking fools I love them.

Let's fucking go! @howmanyholesinswisscheese writing with me, dad? beating those cishet allegations?

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I am currently alternating between watching an episode of Granada Holmes on Youtube, saving Good Omens pins on Pinterest (one day, one day I will run across one of my posts as a screenshot and then I will have peaked), watching Shadow and Bone edits on Youtube, writing my book and crocheting a Slytherin scarf.

There is not a single fucking real life thought in my head and I am McLovin' it fuck the real world.

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ALRIGHT. Hello my maggots I hope you're all eating each other very deliciously. Good job I'm proud of you.

Y'know NaNoWriMo is November but they also have a Camp NaNoWriMo in April and July and you know what? Fuck it I've set a word goal (you can do that for Camp) and I'm gonna do it. My first novel I completed during a July Camp and so I have hope for this one.

Is that too high a word goal, considering it's already the third of April?

No. I believe in the power of GAY.

A lot of things disappoint us but the power of gay always comes through.

Anyway wish me luck and more importantly if you wanna write this is your reminder to go for it and write.

You know what to do. Do it with style.

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HEHEHEHE HELLO MAGGOTS I AM BACK! One and a half hours of writing, excluding six minutes of the obligatory google searches.

[Google searches: How do commentators watch the cricket match, thing to hold ID around neck, how long does a 20 over cricket match last. Yes, I forgot the word lanyard, mainly because I didn't even know it existed till recently.]

ANYWAY I WROTE 1835 WORDS OF MY GAY LITTLE DUMBASSES! Well, Avi is a pansexual dumbass, and Rian is a gay little shit. Close enough.

My two little assholes. Rian does not know how to converse without taunting people, and Avi is a perpetually active volcano.

Sure, they have chemistry, but it's the kind where you accidentally pour water into concentrated hydrochloric acid instead of the other way around. And the whole thing explodes while everyone is either terrified or hysterical with laughter, and the teacher yells at you about basic lab safety. That kind of chemistry. We'll take what we can get.

IF ANY OF YOU WROTE TOO, TELL ME HOW IT WENT??? If you didn't but you want to, hey, I believe in you. Just set a timer for ten minutes and write whatever you want. It could be gibberish. Doesn't matter. What matters is you wrote.

Some of my favourite writing to read back after months is utter garbage I wrote that I can't even understand anymore. It's hilarious. Even bad writing can be fun. Go have fun.

So yippee! 1800 words, one and a half hours!

maybe tumblr will get me back into writing.

Hey my maggoty loves sooooo well, as you might know (because of this chaotic mess of a thread on Neil's blog, oops) I've rooted up a WIP from last February. And I want to finish it. The time on that thread that I said I'd write, I actually wrote for three hours and wrote 3000 words and actually had so much fun? And I haven't written since then but it's made me realise if I keep myself accountable on tumblr then I'll actually do this thing that brings me so much joy.

Sometimes you need to be kicked in the ass even to do things that you like. In chemical kinetics it's called activation energy, if I remember correctly. Ass-kicking energy has more pizzazz.

Sooooo I'll make a tag and I'll just keep making stupid lil updatey posts, y'all feel free to ignore it (or maybe, if you need to write too, take them as a reminder and motivation, the way I took Neil's post as my ass-kicking energy. anything you like). Writing is a messy messy thing but hey we can do it together!

I'll use the tag Asmi's birds of paradise because the ship name I use for my two OCs, Rian and Avi, is Avian. And well, avian = birds. Flashy queer birds. See I'm putting so much thought into this :")

Alright I'm going to write a scene I've been wanting to, where Rian (who knows nothing about cricket) has to commentate on a game of it along with Avi (who's extremely good at it but is out of the game because injury). I wonder if Avi will realise that Rian's not even trying to commentate properly, he's just trying to make Avi laugh. Fucking fools I love them.

Let's fucking go! @howmanyholesinswisscheese writing with me, dad? beating those cishet allegations?