#i should incorperate it when i next write about that time

[baronessblixen]

Saw your tags-- Oh, thank you!!! That means the world because A. this post was a bit of a "let the dream go" moment so I poured a lot of love into it and B. because the IVF arc is near and dear to my heart (second to S8 shenanigans.) :,DDDDD

I felt the love! It's such an amazing post and analysis of that particular time. The arc is near and dear to me too. I love the possibilities of it and it's such an important step in their journey - their individual, personal journies and their combined one.

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How To Write Time Skips

From @ravennova7: How to you handle time skips in stories? I can write out scenes happening in real time, but narrative summarising isn’t something I’m good at. I just can’t seem to write exposition properly. "

And so, this post will be dedicated to how to write time skips!

A) Introduction

It's important to properly weave time skips into the story. Without the proper set-up for time progression, the audience can quickly loose their footing. Even if you are trying to write a story where the audience gets thrown of their feet, the readers need some type of directioning.

In order to incorperate time skips into the story, you need to soften the edges between here and now.

If you are writing a time skip in one chapter, you could use an expository phrase such as "three months passed...", "one day morphed into the next and suddenly...", "by the time...", and all those other types of phrases.

When you are writing the time skip across different chapters, in my opinion, it's easier to write a skip in time due to the fact that's more weaved into the formatting of the story.

You could change the perspective to a new character or return the perspective to the original holder.

One example of a time skip I really liked was when a character was trapped in time. From their perspective, we see them walking up to and shattering a hourglass. When we meet up with another character, we learn that some time has passed.

It felt jarring but not as jarring as it could have been if that scene wasn't in there.

Overall use section breaks to establish that the flow of the narrative has changed. I also try to use running themes throughout the time skip as a way of linking these two scenes together. It could be through the same character being the focus of the scene. It could be a "before vs after" type of comparison in which a character tries to do something two different times to show change. Basically, a training montage.

Another example of a time skip that was used effectively was "What Remains Of Edith Finch". Specifically, the ending monologues. The protagonist's ever-present narration guided the audience through the many years that passed. The story keeps the same emotional through line as everything feeds into one another. It feels like a conversation.

B) Limitation And Usage

Time skips are used to skip over detail that isn't providing necessary information. Movies often use montages to communicate that time is passing.

Time skips and montages are necessary tools because readers don't want to sit through weeks of the same character going to the gym.

Time skips, in my opinion, should be used sparingly and only when necessary. It's exceedingly jarring. It can smack down on the emotional threwline. It's messy.

REMEMBER: Don't use time skips to skip out on character growth.

I remember this one f*cking time when the protagonist got injured. Then a second later. He's healed. This would be fine. UNTIL

They had this protagonist undergo MASSIVE character growth WITHOUT ME! This guy wasn't my protagonist. He was suddenly nice! He was confident. He was best friends with everyone now!!?! He was suddenly besties with this guy who was his enemy just two seconds ago!!!!?!

I had to drop the story.

Try to keep character relationships the same through the time skips if you are "going to black". If you are pulling a montage move where you pass through the events of their friendship building then it's fine. If you have a character think about why their relationship changed, fine.

BUT NEVER just randomly have your protagonist suddenly change! Explain the change. I'm in your character's head to see their progression. To be there on their journey, dont make me skip the big action sequence!

Use time skips to skip over the in-between steps. Skip over the characters buying a ticket. Skip over the character's walk up the stairs. Skip over the fight sequence.

But don't skip over important and potentially engaging character development!!!!

C) Selective Conclusion

Remember, narrative isn't real time. Our experience of time isn't real time. Five minutes could be too soon to say everything you need to say or it could be the most agonizing amount of time to hold your breathe.

You probably skip over time naturally. You don't write a character's every errand nor their every thought. The only time the camera touches down on a character is when it's narratively relevant.

To decide when a scene is important, establish what information you need to know in order to fulfill the plot.

If you have a character you want to show as both in love with Girl and bad at school. You can have a character walking out the school, textbooks heavy in hand, who suddenly bumps into Girl.

Then use a transitional sentence to show the audience that we are done. "Well, at least there's one good thing about school".

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Izuku and Bakugo vs. Villain

I want to practice writing fight scenes and since I’m obsessed with BNHA right now and soft Bakugo. Here’s an indulgent fic.

It was becoming a grueling fight. Sweat dripped down Deku’s face as he pressed his back against the wall. He surveyed the area hoping he could put together a miraculous plan of victory or escape. Rubble of decimated buildings laid on top of upheaved roads. Tiny fires started to jump to nearby buildings and he could see heroes scrambling to put it out. Calling for help would be useless as one, they wouldn't make it in time and two, the villains used a force field quirk to keep them in the confined area.

“Where are you, little bunnies? Come out, come out, wherever you are?” A sharp tooth grinned covered the villain’s face. Blood dripped from the blades the villain was carrying. She brings the blade to her lips and joyfully licks the blood off. “Tangy, I wonder what your blood will taste like, little bunnies?”

Deku pressed himself against the building. He needed to formulate a plan before he could go out to face her. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a glint of silver in the alleyway across from him. Kacchan was crouched low to ground like a lion poised to pounce on its prey. Deku tried to signal to him that he should not do anything yet. Kacchan throws him the bird and within seconds, the alleyway lights up brightly as Kacchan blasts into the air. The villain immediately twirled to face the explosion.

“Found one little bunny!” She yelled joyfully.

Deku watched in amazement as Kacchan descends from the sky at breakneck speeds, aiming his body straight at the villain. The villain watched, a smile still plastered on her face. At the point of collision, the explosion was so bright that Deku needed to turn his head away from that moment. When he felt his eyesight returning to him, he opened his eyes and took in the scene. The villain’s force field took the brunt of the impact. At the point of contact, little fissures spread like wildfire across the surface of the field. That’s it! Deku felt his thoughts race a mile a minute.

Before the force field seemed indestructible, as it withstood both his and Kacchan’s attacks easily. The force field can only take a certain amount of damage before it’s destroyed. It seemed very similar to how villains in video games had HP bars. Kacchan jumped back to avoid both of the blades.

“Looks like your damn shields that you are so proud of aren’t really all that strong.” Kacchan smirks and forms a fist with his hand. “Die!”

The villain dodged his punch at the knick of time and used her force field to push back against Kacchan sending him flying towards a building. At the last minute, Deku heard an explosion and Deku assumed Kacchan used a small explosion to slow himself down before the point of contact. The villain grinned menacingly and Deku watched in horror as the force field began repairing itself.

If this battle continues, then both he and Kacchan will lose. Both he and Kacchan have been fighting for quite some time and he knew that they are reaching the limit of their quirks. Deku cannot let her repair that force field. Deku took a deep breath and allowed the power of One for All to flow through his body. He could almost feel the sparks of energy flying from his body. Before he wasted any more time, Deku charged at the villain.

“There’s the other bunny!” She laughs maniacally.

The villain tried a stab at him and he rolled to the right. Using his momentum, Deku pushed all his energy to his legs and launched himself at the villain’s blindspot. Caught off-guard, the villain unconsciously put up her field as he punched it. More cracks appeared along the bubble and the villain looked furious. Deku jumped backward as she slashed at him, nicking his arm. Blood slid down his costume mixing with the sweat. He took a couple of seconds to catch his breath and then he went to jump at it again.

The villain expanded her barrier and Deku felt like he smashed into a wall. With a yell, she expands the barrier upwards forming a mushroom. Deku pushed off against the wall to get away, but it was a moment too late. The barrier crashed down on him. He smacked against the ground making a deafening crack against the asphalt. He didn’t even have time to scream. He couldn’t breathe. Half of his body was under the barrier, unable to move or feel. He couldn’t think as he started to choke on his own blood. She applied more force onto him and he screamed. His bones creaked and he felt like a balloon about to pop.

Suddenly, he could breathe again and the pressure was gone from his body. He gulped for breath desperately. Someone landed right next to him.

“Get the fuck up, Deku!”

“Keep your eyes on me, little bunny!” Kacchan parries the blades with the large grenades on his arms.

Deku gritted his teeth and tried to pull his body up. He nearly whited out in pain. He gasped for breath, taking a few moments to process the pain. He knew he can’t stay down for long. He prepared himself for the pain and stood up. Fire raced up his legs and his body nearly crumpled to the ground. He bit the bottom of his lip to stop from screaming. He could taste the copper. Taking another deep breath, he surveyed the scene.

There was a slight lull in the battle as both Kacchan and the villain were trying to catch their breath. Kacchan was hunched over, wiping the blood from his mouth. Deku noticed Kachhan’s arm twitching minutely. Kacchan won’t last for much longer against the villain. The villain didn’t fare much better, there were more cracks in the barrier than before, no doubt from Kacchan’s relentless attacks. Her attention was focused on Kacchan, so she hasn’t noticed that Deku had gotten back up. This was his chance for both Kacchan and him to counterattack. When Kacchan launched himself towards the villain, Deku braced himself and did the same.

The villain moved towards the right to get out of the way of Kacchan’s explosion and right into Deku’s kick. Swinging his body to bring the most force possible into his kick, Deku’s foot collided with the barrier. The cracks spread like wildfire and he could hear the barrier shatter like glass. The villain’s face was filled with shock before outrage filled it. She swung her sword at Deku. Deku knew he couldn’t jump out of the way. This wasn’t how he wanted to die. Time slowed down, before the sword could reach him, a blur crashed into her and knocked her out of the way. Deku skidded against the road and his skin scraping against sandpaper.

Kacchan had saved him. Although to be truthful, it was probably a side effect of his need to win against the villain. Regardless, he felt immensely grateful. The outer force field begins to dissipate, so he knew that the villain must be unconscious now. A sigh of relief escaped him. It’s over. Exhaustion settled over his body and the entire lower half of his body was numb. That… that probably wasn’t good. He couldn’t seem to focus on the scene before him. Someone approached him.

“Pathetic, you couldn’t even win against a second rate villain like that. How could you ever be number 1?” He hears Kacchan say. Deku opened up his eyes and scowled up at Kacchan.

“Y-You’re barely standing at all, yourself, Kacchan.” Kacchan tsked at his statement.

“At least, I’m still fucking standing.”

“I landed the hit that destroyed her barrier.”

“I landed the hit that knocked her out. What’s your point, shithead?” Deku couldn’t even find the energy to fight him. His eyes started to close. “Hey shithead, don’t fucking fall asleep on me.”

It’s not like he could stop it. He just felt so tired.

All around Izuku was darkness and silence. His body was incorperal, wading through the darkness. Weightlessly floating, he was at peace. There was no pain, no feeling, no anything. Just his mere existence in an endless sea of quiet darkness. He knew not how long he floated in that sea, but he could feel a slight disturbance around him. Whispers started to the left of him, far away, but slowly inching closer. They grew louder and louder, until he was surrounded by their voices. It sounded like the voices of the previous One for All users, colliding and resounding off one another. He couldn’t make out the words, but he knew what they wanted. This was not where their story would end, and they asked him to indulge them a little longer. Izuku contemplated his answer. Obliging the voices would mean leaving the serene peace, but they were quite insistent and persuasive. Maybe jumping once more into the chaotic, unknown world would offer something better than the quiet.

“Wh… ….s th… f...cking… id...ot… going to wake up? Rival, my fucking ass.” Was that… Kacchan?

“Bakugo, my boy, you should focus on your own recovery instead of Midoriya��s.” All Might said in a deep, calming tone.

“Shut the fuck up, old man. What the hell do you know?”

“Bakugo, I know you must be tired. You did carry Midoriya back from the battlefield with your injuries.”

Izuku made a noise of surprise cutting off Bakugo’s reply. He heard rustling and a presence sat down next to him. He opened his eyes slowly, letting them adjust to the light. The lower half of his body ached and throbbed.

“How are you feeling, Midoriya, my boy?” Concern plastered across All Might’s face.

“Everything… hurts…” All Might brushed the bangs away from his sweaty brow.

“I’m sorry that I can’t help you…” Izuku smacked All Might’s shoulder weakly.

“All Might, you’ve already helped... more than you could ever know.” All Might’s shoulders sagged and he sighed.

“I can only hope, but as your mentor, I urge you to stop landing yourself in the hospital and giving everyone a heart attack.” All Might turns to Kacchan. “You too, Bakugo.”

“Whatever. Like I can control when a villain attacks.” Kacchan sneered and turned away from All Might. Right before Kacchan turned, Izuku noticed a small smile on his lips.

“What… What happened to the villain?” Izuku asked.

“The Enforcer? She’s been apprehended thanks to you both.”

Suddenly, the door to the hospital room burst open. Kirishima and the rest of class 1-A rushed in through the door. Twenty worried faces plus concerned parents filled the hospital room. Izuku gave the room a tired smile. He knew that both he and Kacchan were going to be just fine.

[lullabysongs]

3/19/17 I've been slowly trying to take better care of myself, especially my very fragile mental health that ive struggled with extremely in the last several years. Last year was really bad. It was the worst i had ever been. I was in a constant state of being manic, depressed, or (for what seemed like majority of the year) in a horrible mixed state of both. I stopped caring about myself, and i stopped caring about the people around me. I strained some very important relationships with people i hold dear. It was so bad last year, I tried to kill myself, twice. I was hospitalized, twice. Even when i knew i needed help and i knew needed change, i just felt so worthless and beaten i wouldnt even bother trying. I am extremely blessed with such a strong support group. I lost my car, i lost my job, i was partying too hard every weekend and blowing my money on drugs and alcohol. And the people that love me never gave up or faltered. I was never, ever, put down by any them for anything. Instead, i was taken cared of. I was given rides to and from appointments so i wouldnt be discouraged to go. I was given a safe place to sleep at night when i didnt feel safe by myself. I was given company so i wouldnt feel alone, and an ear to call when things got out of control. On more than just a few occasions, i was given their last penny so i could get any essentials that i needed. I was constantly reminded to do simple tasks to take care of myself, like shower and eat and sleep, because i would forget. I was given soft encouragement to do better, at a pace that i could handle, that never came with a demand to BE better. I was constantly reminded that i was loved no matter what. Somewhere along the course of (very late) last year, i was miraculously given my courage back. I found the courage to try again. I suddenly felt hopeful. I felt the need to give back to everyone who has been so patient and has given so much to me. And the only way i can do that, is to get better and be the best that i can be. I found the courage to be better, for myself, because i owe it to myself to try. Right before 2017, i made a promise to myself that i would try. I told myself to stop focusing on being "cured" and being "happy". I did not need to be better. I just had to do better. I promised myself i would take very small steps that would make me feel proud and accomplished. I told myself not to focus on the things going wrong, because there will ALWAYS be things in life to be dissatisfied about. I promised myself that, even if it didnt seem like it right away or when i still felt defeated, i would attempt to look at every single step as a victory. I am very proud to say that, so far, i have held to these promises and i am doing very well. I havent missed a single doctors appointment, (even though they seem repetative because i have them multiple times a week, and a lot of times they get in the way of work.) I have been extremely dillagent about taking my meds (every single one, every single day), even when it makes me feel really sick and not like myself. I have been on top of making sure my meds are always refilled, instead of letting them run out and waiting until my next appointment to get them refilled. I motivate myself to be my best at work and to do all that i can, every day; even if i dislike my job for various reasons, or when i dont feel my best, my customers still deserve the best. I am slowly beginning to look for a better job that will make me feel more fulfilled, and convincing myself not to stay at a job i dont like just because its 'easy' and secure. I am working on rebuilding my relationship with my family, trying to find a balance between helping them with everything that i can, and allowing myself to realize i can not do everything; i can not control what happens in their lives, and i should not feel guilty for not being able to fix everything for them. I remember to remind myself that just because something unfortunate happens that i cant fix, that does not make me a bad daughter/sister/friend/person, and not being able to fix their troubles does not mean i am worthless. More recently (in the last month), i began to reorganize my finances and began taking charge of my bills. Starting at the beginning of next month, i will have all of my bills caught up, and i have organized my direct deposits in a way so that i will (hopefully) not have to stress over whether or not they'll get paid on time for the months going forward. About two and a half weeks ago, i told myself to be a little more aware of where my money was going, and i saw that a lot of my money was going toward fast food and snacks after work, daily energy drinks, and cigs. Since then i bought a french press and a vape. I wake up an hour earlier than i used to, and i make coffee for my bf and i. I eat a good breakfast in the morning so im not so hungry during and after work, and ive stuck to eating most of my meals at home. I started bringing a water bottle to work now so im not so tempted to spend money on other drinks through out the day. I have just completed my first whole week without a single cigarette (saving up to $30 this week on that expense alone)! I am so extremely proud of myself for every one of these accomplishments. I am proud of myself for setting small goals and sticking to them. As for my next small step: I just started to write shopping lists for myself; things i need immediately (to buy during the week), things i will need soon (within the next couple of weeks), and another list of things that i want, that would make me feel better or make my life easier, but can wait until after all the more immediate stuff is taken cared of. I am a BIG spontaneous spender, especially when emotional, and i want to work on that because constantly running out of money for the important things sucks. I also began writing out all of my long term goals, and am working on creating small steps toward each thing, so i dont lose focus. Over the last few weekends, i have been making sure i complete a set of chores every sunday (mostly just laundry and tidying to the room up) so that i start off the following week feeling productive and renewed. Today is the 3rd consecutive sunday, and i hope to continue this until it becomes a set habit. I have a small goal of stretching for 5 minutes everyday, in hopes that it makes me feel less sluggish and stiff. My original goal was to incorperate this into my morning routine, but i would often miss it, and i would feel guilty for it. So i changed the goal for now, and i am encouraging myself to do this everyday, whenever i have to time. We are only slightly past the halfway point of march. I know this doesnt seem like a long time for most people, but for me, it seems like a miracle. This is the longest and most stable ive felt in years. This is the longest ive felt hopeful, motivated, and confident in myself. A year ago, i thought id be dead by now. And for the first time since the 7th grade, i dont find myself wishing for it. I dont find that ideation in the back of my brain. And I finally feel that im going to be okay.

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Follow my blog with Bloglovin Four week Post Partum update! I was technically four weeks post partum on Wednesday, unfotunately Rafe did not think it appropriate to give me the time to write a blog post until now.  It's strange to think it was over four weeks ago that I was in the throes of labour, cursing my partner and thanking God for the invention of the Epidural! I ended up having an assisted birth involving an episiotomy (ouch) and forceps (it's all on my labour and delivery story) and this is how I have found the recovery so far. This post may be a little TMI for some readers. Unsurprisingly week one post partum was horrible...HORRIBLE! The stitches were so painful, I couldn't sit down unless it was on one of those travel neck pillows (resourceful) and I was taking constant painkillers for the entire week...and walking around like John Wayne. To make matters worse I had a bloody cold and I was completely exhausted. (I used the one night that I actually spent in hospital to sit and stare at my new baby...not wise I should have slept!)  Luckily by week two and with the help of (diluted) tea tree oil and distilled witch hazel the stitches healed fairly quickly and with no infection. In hindsight I don't think I should have left hospital the day after giving birth and another night there with the help of experienced midwives probably would have been beneficial. My uterus contracted really quickly and my stomach, although far from flat, is nowhere near as bad as I thought it would be. I have been breastfeeding and I think that has really helped, you can actually feel your uterus contracting as you feed in the first few days after birth. I have barely had any bleeding post partum, potentially due to the fact that I lost 1.2litres during childbirth, I don't think my body felt it could afford to lose anymore. I was prescribed Ferrous Sulphate 200mg tablets from the hospital but I have to admit I only took them for a few days before switching to Floradix liquid which is a little gentler on the system and easier to absorb. It is also safe to take whilst breastfeeding. I began exercising again two weeks post partum. I have not had a post natal checkup at the doctors and I am definitely not recommending that everyone starts working out this soon after having a baby. But I feel like a know my body well enough to know what it's capable of and I worked out before and during my pregnancy (up until the morning of the day my waters broke) so it is well used to it. I started using the 'Bodyfit by Amy' post natal workouts which can be found on YouTube. By three weeks post birth I was back doing my own workouts and incorperating slightly heavier weights and kettlebells but not pushing myself too much. I do think I have some mild diastasis recti so I am avoiding any crunches or conventional ab exercising and using workouts on YouTube specially designed to help repair this. In terms of weight loss I weighed 123lbs when I actually got pregnant and by the end of the pregnancy I weighed 146lb so I gained 23lbs altogether. Week one post birth I weighed in at 132lb and I am now at 130lb. I have 7lb to go until I am back to my pre baby weight but because I want to focus my workouts more on toning and muscle gain I am not to worried about the number on the scale anymore. I think initially breastfeeding really helped me lose some weight and quickly BUT I also think it made me complacent. I tended to rely on it and ate a fair amount of junk and sweet treats over Christmas, which has meant I am no longer losing any pounds just maintaining. I am planning on starting to eat a lot cleaner and cutting out refined sugar in the coming weeks, more for general health and well being than weight loss. Mentally week one was a struggle simply because of lack of sleep, hormones and having no idea what to do with my crying baby. Bursting into tears was commonplace and I felt like I had a very bad bout of PMT. I missed having a bump aswell. So weird. I spent nearly my entire pregnancy moaning about it and then when it was gone I actually missed feeling the kicks and hiccups. I was feeling more like myself by week two but the lack of sleep can be very hard. Particuarly in the early days when you aren't used to it. With a newborn I find you have good days and nights and bad days and nights. Sometimes I can get the house clean, get a workout in and have a delicious (okay edible) meal prepared for Richard when he gets home from work...other days it gets to 4pm and I still haven't managed to shower let alone dust.  I feel very lucky at how well my body seems to have healed and recovered. I think that a lot of this is down to the fact that I remained active in pregnancy and also ate really healthily. It did help that I completely went off anything sweet while pregnant and I craved thing like steak, tomatoes and mushrooms...oh and salt and vinegar pringles, but you have to have some treats. I am planning on embracing a bit more healthy eating next week and getting some workouts in where possible. Your body goes through a hell of a lot to carry and give birth to a baby. I definitely think the focus after that should be a healthy recovery and giving yourself some much deserved TLC! 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