#weirdwriting

[satellitefish]

The little internal psychologist poked my brain to remind me that I should get up and do. Because doing is “good”. But the internal psychiatrist poked the psychologist and reminded them that practising relaxing is a valuable exercise and long story short I’m staring at the ceiling while they fight it out.

There are dogs on the ceiling. Well, part of some of the planks making up the wood ceiling have knots and, um, wood lines on them and some of the dark dots look like a dog’s nose and other nearby dots could be their eyes and I can totally see some ears there - oh hold on the internal psychologist has a question.


“The Just Do It principle is based on the theory that motivation doesn’t begin until after you’ve started an activity, so motivation before an activity is a logical fallacy. What you’re looking for as some sort of positive energy to begin undertaking an activity, so I’d to try something out if that’s ok with you?”
“Um, sure”
“Thank you, I’m just gonna randomly poke your brain with this fork”

*
~ bonus scene ~
Psychiatrist: How many psychologists does it take to screw in a light bulb?
Psychologist: Shush that’s disrespectful.
Psychiatrist: You don’t even know what disrespect is.
Psychologist: Yes I do. And I can give you two definitions, one based on humans having free will and one assuming not.
Psychiatrist: oh ooh is the no free will one (robot voice) I AM A ROBOT
Psychologist: *carefully reading a dictionary* no


~ deleted scene ~
Ceiling dog go bark. Go bark, go. Go you woofer you! Super woofer because you’re up as opposed to subwoofer that’d be on the floor. No walking on the floor dogs, scarecrow. They’re HAUNTED DOG FLOORS! Someone write a scary movie on that, that’d work I reckon.

*

(Ceiling dog says hi)

[backedagainstthewall]

Closed Starter

@weirdwrites​

James sat in the saloon in Armadillo, taking a drink of his beer.  He felt relatively safe here.  He was only wanted back in Lemoyne and parts of New Hanover, and out here in the desert was a long way away from Rhodes, even if his bounty was up to $200 now.  He doubted any bounty hunters would seriously come after him and have to ride him back all that way, even for $200.  

There’d been an unusual desert rain earlier that had dropped the temperatures considerably and helped make it feel a lot more comfortable.  James wasn’t sure what he was going to do out here in New Austin.  Maybe something would come up.  The saloon was almost empty, with just James, the bartender, and a couple of guys at a table playing cards, plus a few people upstairs.  

[keithsandwich]

Hi, I just wanted to say that I think your crocheted Keith and other crochet projects are really cool. My mom recently got into crochet, and I have seen the amount of work and dedicate it can take to make a simple hat. You have wonderful craftmanship, and I sincerely mean that.

Hi!! This is such a nice ask to wake up to, thank you!!! It surely takes a lot of patience, but I love it! Creating things with yarn is so nice, I'm happy for your mom and I hope she'll make many great things with this craft.

Thanks again for your sweet ask! Have a nice day!!

[etxrnaleclipse]

Cont. from @weirdwrites || Theo and Winter (x)

"Well, you're free to tell me to get lost, but I'll be pushing this further. Whether or not you step up to the table determines whether I can cut you a deal. Choice is yours."

[createdbymightyscissors]

theo's demeanor radiated a rare and contagious kind of joy, his features illuminated by a genuine smile that seemed to light up the room. with his tousled brown hair and warm hazel eyes, he exuded a friendly confidence that drew people in.

as fate would have it, a chance encounter led him to follow a woman into a bathroom stall. the circumstances might have seemed unconventional, but to theo, life was an adventure to be embraced with open arms. his happiness was infectious, and he saw every situation as an opportunity to connect and share a moment of genuine connection. so, with a lighthearted spirit, he stepped into the stall, his heart brimming with curiosity and a sense of whimsy. his breathing had picked up and they both knew the effect she was having on him. his fingers brushed against hers, sending shivers through his body at the sensation.

@weirdwrites​

[backedagainstthewall]

@weirdwrites

Katherine McNamara as Abby Walker WALKER: INDEPENDENCE - 1x09 “Strange Bedfellows”

[strangeauthor]

morphs into ur evil twin named WeirdWriter.

wait actually ur evil twin might be ur opposite. i'm UnremarkableReader.

ffoijgfijgfjbgfjk

[mysterymanjoseph]

It All Went Black: mysterymanjoseph and weird writes

Joseph had been in Boise, Idaho, to check on prospectively moving some of the branch offices of his family’s corporation there from Oregon and California.  The environments in those states are becoming to dangerous for his employees, best to move operations somewhere far safer.  The city’s mayor and council were very excited at the prospect, making some gracious proposals for land purchase and an expedited permit issuance to get things moving along.  That all done, and arrangements now being handled by the appropriate lawyers back a corporate h.q., Joseph was driving South out of the city, wishing to see some of the countryside.  It is quite beautiful in some areas, and you don’t get to appreciate it flying over it all the time.  Then, the reports started coming in on the news, power blackouts here and there, telecommunications interruptions,...finally, some speculations of a nationwide cyber attack.  That gets Joseph’s attention, and after a call to corporate to Janet, his executive assistant to put the emergency contingency plans into motions for this situation, he hangs up.  Parked alongside the road, he reaches into the glove compartment of his Grand Cherokee, pulling out a notebook, looking up the State of Idaho page.  Joseph’s grandfather, decades ago, had commissioned a study by a think tank on the vulnerabilities of society because of the evolving dependence on high tech, and each follow up study had a worse assessment.  That being the case, the old man started a secret project to try and protect the family, isolated bunkers built that if some sort of great catastrophe, of any sort, a family member could take shelter in to ‘ride out the storm’,...long term if necessary.  Finding the page he wants, Joseph gets the bunker location, and using the old fashioned state atlas he had bought before traveling to Boise, maps out his route.  The thinks, “Good thing I topped off the gas tank a few miles back, doubt any station will have working pumps before long.”  “Good thing the cyber security guys at corporate put in protected chips and programmed in firewalls for the Jeep’s brain box.”  “At least I should be able to drive until I run out of gas, then it is the ‘two food express’ for me.”  Checking the map again, he starts the Jeep, then drives, taking a different road, on that would have less traffic, less desperate people one comes across, the lesser the chance of a violent confrontation.

@weirdwrites

[gcddamnvampire]

( okay bc tumblr is being a butt, this is what i currently have queued and in my drafts. if I'm missing something, please let me know. <33 ( part 2))

@silvrmoon

angelica & milo

william & ada

@richlust

juliette & fraser

@goodvibesandsunglasses

roxanne & enzo

@sincityszn

brooklyn & carter

@isitrecording

xiamara & jake

@scinglives

theodore & sarah

@weirdwrites

tbh & delta

@eslarhys-rp

sebastian & esla

@rennisaturate

elliot & amethyst

@serxndipities

wesley & yasmin

regina & keith

jacob & femke

@sorbetkisses

eliza & jonah

jamal & esme

@kizhavvorsa

giovanni & dany

nathaniel & dan

ezra & dany ( business trip )

jackson & dany

levi & dany

javier & dany

@grievousomen

savannah & katsumi

[gcddamnvampire]

Her comment had him sighing softly, fingers running through his hair. He really tried to keep his private life separate from his professional one, but he figured it was only a matter of time before the rumors started to spread. Leaning back in his chair, he watched her expression for a moment before deciding on what to say next. It would be nice to get some things off his chest and he trusted her. "Rachel and I have been....fighting a lot. I've been wondering if we should just save ourselves the pain and get divorced." He sighed again. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to unload this on you."

Making her way to sit down in front of his desk, she pulled her skirt to where it laid just over her knees and still holding the large stack of papers in her arm. A soft, kind smile comes on her lips. "There's always time to get a cat." Rhea comments with a small little giggle. Always giddy when it came to talking about cats. "I heard about what is going on, by the way." maybe she shouldn't bring it up but she decides to anyways. "If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm always here."

[xc-photography]

I am gutted, it looks like I missed @thatkevinsmith visit the delights of #portslade loved #mallrats just found this a bit bizarre to see in by the train tracks, so many memories of @theshando (I didn't do the art work BTW, just the photo!) . . . #weirdwriting #cuktmovies #kevinsmith #whyisthatthere #shannendoherty #graffiti #wallart #streetstories #streetphotographer #streetphoto #onmywalk #photooftheday #funfriday #keepmotivated #walkingby #writingonthewall @olympusnederland @olympusuk #em10mkiii #walking #streets #cinematic (at Brighton and Hove) https://www.instagram.com/p/CAyIS57je7-/?igshid=1g9vobnqzizhe

[satellitefish]

I was thinking that if you split Past and Future you get Now, so then I thought what could cause that split? And then I realised that it’d probably be some quirk of quantum mechanics… And then because we only ever experience Now, that means that life is a quantum effect. There you go I solved it everyone.

This theory makes a lot of sense. Although I should probably expand on the bit about splitting the Past and Future concept. I feel like there might be some holes there need filling up like jelly in a swimming pool.

So. In order to split something first you need something to split – like this potato – and you need something to split it with – like this knife. And then SCHLOOCK look look! Grubs! All wigglylike lookit all the it ewwwww

~outtakes~

-Like, if I karate chop a banana in half it doesn’t turn into two distinct objective principles (not for me) (wait) ok maybe it does.

~deleted scenes~

-*A sub-atomic particle randomly splits into multiple dimensions and spawns a new version of belief. A neighbouring sub-atomic particle decides not to report this to management.*

-(Earlier, at the shops) Ooh potatoes on sale

[backedagainstthewall]

[ CHALLENGE ]:     in a motion designed to challenge the receiver’s authority, sender pins receiver against the wall. ( from augusta ) :)

Pinned Against a Wall

https://backedagainstthewall.tumblr.com/post/722846635037753344/𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃-𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓-𝐀-𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋-𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

(Tumblr won't let me put the meme link in the text for this one)

"Whoa, hold your horses there" James said as the redhead pushed him against the wall behind him. She had some strength for her size, but James could've pushed her back if he wanted, though he knew a man pushing a woman would attract a lot more attention than the reverse. "You're getting a little rough there, aren't you?"

[astrangesignal]

I mean, you cannot beat the libraries in the underworld. Hell, Twain is STILL writing! #astrangesignal #tunein #weirdwriting #writersofinstagram #aconneticutyankeeinhell https://www.instagram.com/p/Bxacp2GBFBu/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=16dsga3p638s

[scribb1edthots]

if i die today...

Sometimes it gets weird inside.  The heart feels clutched in the claws of sadness and the mind feels captured by anxiety and overthinking.  The body feels like it is breathing the last breath.  It feels like I am looking at the nefarious, admirable nebulous creatures in the sky for the last time. It is the last time hearing the cacophony of my family and chirping of the birds.   The last time I might be smelling the petrichor ,fragrance of flowers and addictive smell of petrol and naphthalene balls.   It might be the last time I will be  feeling the beautiful sensation of rain droplets on my face, the roughness of book pages under my fingers and the feel of fabrics like silk, linen and velvet.   It feels like the last time I will be tasting my mums and sisters  handmade dishes, the taste of hopelessness and the taste of salty tears. I will miss reading the most, the emotional rollercoaster the books contain, the peace and solace they provide.   If it is the last time time then I will also miss the urge  of not feeling these things all at once .                  

                                     ~Nors

[nelehjr]

Hi, it's me. I'm your inspiration for the day. I was writing yesterday morning and then my alarm rang to go to work... But my characters hadn't finished their conversation...😶 So I literally walked to work while writing in my notebook like a deranged Disney princess.👸 Anyway, this is why I give you That Look when you tell me you don't have time. Neither do I! 🤪 You don't have the energy, and I absolutely respect that because writing is hard, and mentally challenging, and I don't want you to burn out. *Head kiss*😘 #AmWriting #CrazyLady #WeirdWriters #helenmpugsley #Inspiration #ItsHardToBeTheBard #TheToothFairy #TheChanglingSisters #book2 #Bookstagram #Booklife #Writers #writersofwyoming #ThatsWY #ThatsWYWomen #Fun #Author #Authorlife (at Laramie, Wyoming) https://www.instagram.com/p/CcsoHP2LjJe/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=