#writeblr connects

[existingillusion]

[inkskinned]

at some point it's just like. do they even fucking like the thing they're asking AI to make? "oh we'll just use AI for all the scripts" "we'll just use AI for art" "no worries AI can write this book" "oh, AI could easily design this"

like... it's so clear they've never stood in the middle of an art museum and felt like crying, looking at a piece that somehow cuts into your marrow even though the artist and you are separated by space and time. they've never looked at a poem - once, twice, three times - just because the words feel like a fired gun, something too-close, clanging behind your eyes. they've never gotten to the end of the movie and had to arrive, blinking, back into their body, laughing a little because they were holding their breath without realizing.

"oh AI can mimic style" "AI can mimic emotion" "AI can mimic you and your job is almost gone, kid."

... how do i explain to you - you can make AI that does a perfect job of imitating me. you could disseminate it through the entire world and make so much money, using my works and my ideas and my everything.

and i'd still keep writing.

i don't know there's a word for it. in high school, we become aware that the way we feel about our artform is a cliche - it's like breathing. over and over, artists all feel the same thing. "i write because i need to" and "my music is how i speak" and "i make art because it's either that or i stop existing." it is such a common experience, the violence and immediacy we mean behind it is like breathing to me - comes out like a useless understatement. it's a cliche because we all feel it, not because the experience isn't actually persistent. so many of us have this ... fluttering urgency behind our ribs.

i'm not doing it for the money. for a star on the ground in some city i've never visited. i am doing it because when i was seven i started taking notebooks with me on walks. i am doing it because in second grade i wrote a poem and stood up in front of my whole class to read it out while i shook with nerves. i am doing it because i spent high school scribbling all my feelings down. i am doing it for the 16 year old me and the 18 year old me and the today-me, how we can never put the pen down. you can take me down to a subatomic layer, eviscerate me - and never find the source of it; it is of me. when i was 19 i named this blog inkskinned because i was dramatic and lonely and it felt like the only thing that was actually permanently-true about me was that this is what is inside of me, that the words come up over everything, coat everything, bloom their little twilight arias into every nook and corner and alley

"we're gonna replace you". that is okay. you think that i am writing to fill a space. that someone said JOB OPENING: Writer Needed, and i wrote to answer. you think one raindrop replaces another, and i think they're both just falling. you think art has a place, that is simply arrives on walls when it is needed, that is only ever on demand, perfect, easily requested. you see "audience spending" and "marketability" and "multi-line merch opportunity"

and i see a kid drowning. i am writing to make her a boat. i am writing because what used to be a river raft has long become a fully-rigged ship. i am writing because you can fucking rip this out of my cold dead clammy hands and i will still come back as a ghost and i will still be penning poems about it.

it isn't even love. the word we use the most i think is "passion". devotion, obsession, necessity. my favorite little fact about the magic of artists - "abracadabra" means i create as i speak. we make because it sluices out of us. because we look down and our hands are somehow already busy. because it was the first thing we knew and it is our backbone and heartbreak and everything. because we have given up well-paying jobs and a "real life" and the approval of our parents. we create because - the cliche again. it's like breathing. we create because we must.

you create because you're greedy.

[nobita-here]

[cherrybombfangirlwrites]

Hey, remember how during Pride Month the writeblr community has posts circulating where queer authors are encouraged to promote their books with queer representation?

July is disability pride month, Disabled people are at risk of falling below the poverty line especially and i'd love to help those who are published get paid this month if i can, so...

Let's do the same thing but with Disability Pride Month!!!

Disabled Writers feel free to promote your stuff!

I'll start:

Hello, I'm Anna, I'm an Autistic and ADHD author! Here are my canonically disabled characters in books that will come out in like 50 years because I'm a slow writer:

(I noticed most of these are mental disabilities and disorders, probably because that's where most of my personal experience is, BUT i do have quite a few physical disabilities in there, and there's also quite a bit of intersectionality <333)

Prince Kaye (FSF series): Kaye has OCD! He's also mixed latino and bisexual <3 very sweet scrawny peacemaker prince born to a family of warlords <3

Captain Cassandra (FSF series): Cassandra is mute due to trading her voice and tail for human legs, and partially deaf due to an explosion on the seas during a battle. Due to losing her tail for human legs, she also experiences chronic pain in her feet (the original curse of every step feeling like walking on knives if you will). She's also plus sized, pansexual, and gets a pirate girlfriend

Erica (FSF series): Erica is an amputee pirate with a peg leg. She's also lesbian, polynesian, plus sized, and Cassandra's hopeless romantic pirate girlfriend.

Princess Hestia (FSF series): Hestia has an anxiety disorder! She's also plus sized, South Asian mixed (like her brother), and falls in love with a shy blonde bookworm trans boi named Elliot

Raven (FSF series): Raven is Autistic! He's a morally gray knight charged with being the personal bodyguard of a reckless princess. He's so Latino and bisexual <3

Princess Sapphire (FSF series): Sapphire has ADHD! She's the reckless adventure seeking and impulsive princess that Raven has to protect. She's also a redhead, and demisexual <3

Triveya (FSF series): Triveya is autistic and adhd! She's the resident wizard and magic expert in the cast of FSF, and is a little bit feral with a bubbly and nerdy personality

Kylee (TCIO series): Kylee is autistic and non speaking! She's a superhero with super speed and invisibility powers, and she's the youngest of the team while also being a mischievous and outgoing ball of sunshine

Bryson (TCIO series): Bryson is diabetic! I'm still developing his character so i haven't figured out which type he is yet (leaning towards type 2). He's the superhero team medic with healing powers (can't heal himself or emotional injuries with said powers), and he's also a black guy and the token straight of the team that's on thin ice

Chase (TCIO series): Chase has OCD, a bipolar mood disorder, and chronic depression and anxiety to go with it! He's the tech guy on the team of superheroes, and doesn't have any supernatural abilities, but he's really good with computers and tech. He's cynical and sarcastic (because of the ableism he's experienced in the past) but secretly does care, and he's also Romani American and Jewish!

Corie (Galaxy Des. series): Corie is a cyborg and has prosthetic limbs! She has a prosthetic eye, arm, and leg. The eye does come with a small interface and her arm does have a laser gun attachment. She built and repairs all of her robot parts herself, and is a highly feared and valuable assassin in the galactic underworld. She's also mixed brown and is AroAce!

NOVA (Galaxy Des. series): Nova is epileptic! She is an android who was scrapped due to malfunction, and became a smuggler who is good at her trade. Due to faulty wiring she's epileptic. She's a cynical and grumpy android who accidentally falls in love with a loveable human lesbian rogue. She's bisexual and has shiny chrome skin with cyan lighting in the cracks.

Pandora (Galaxy Des. series): Pandora is a part-time wheelchair user, autistic and adhd, and tourettic! He is a biologist that formerly did morally questionable work for the galactic government, and now does that same work in the criminal underworld and sells it to the highest bidder. She also uses he/she pronouns, is mixed brown, and pansexual!

Ethel (unnamed witchy wip): Ethel has one eye and PTSD! She's a witch in a world where magic has just been outlawed, and a witch hunting cult has been hired by the new king and queen to hunt down and eradicate witches. She's also AroAce and very underdeveloped because this is a backburner wip.

Thanks for reading! Links to my wips are in my pinned post! If you are a disabled writer and or have disabled characters, do share!

Happy Disability Pride Month!

[burningvelvet]

my desire to write shitty fanfic VS my desire to write original works i can attach my name to VS the part of me that just wants to creatively experiment & never actually finish or promote anything or have expectations tied to my output bc that takes all the fun out of it VS the part of me still clinging to the pipedream of being famous & living on thru my work after i die like my creative heroes did VS the part of me that understands thats not possible for several reasons but mainly because we live in an increasingly post-canon world due to globalization & the rise of mass media platforms so the main way to reach audiences is thru social media apps VS my hatred of dealing with social media apps & their atrocious algorithms VS my need to connect with people VS my fear and hatred of other people &/or the often isolatory nature of creating VS my love for collaborative works & understanding that the creator/audience relationship is collaborative in and of itself & every form of it is worthy

[definegodliness]

21-5-2024

[lakisfourouklas-blog]

I Love How

I love how when we wake up we say

good morning to each other and smile.

I love how similar and yet

how different we are.

I love how if it wasn't for someone else

we never would have met

because both of us are shy as hell.

I love how we know to give

space to each other

when to shut up and when to talk.

I love how we are so open, us two,

that we share all our secrets and regrets

and how we laugh about them all.

I love how every time we meet

is the highlight of my day.

I love how you become my muse

just by being you.

I love how we admit how selfish

we both are and smile.

I love how our silences never run long

and our words never cut deep.

I love how other people look at us

when we talk openly about

whatever in a public space and

how shocked they sometimes are.

And I love how they don't get us,

the beauty and the beast that we are.

I love, oh how I love

eating with you

drinking with you,

laughing with you,

watching you laugh.

I love how we become

joy and joy.

I love how we build our future

memories together as two souls

that are but one.

And I really really love how a smile

takes shape on my face every

time I close my eyes and think

of you, the one that is the one

for me.

Lakis Fourouklas

[mentalnote1]

Together Part 7 - Poetry

Seasons call From behind a threshed of mourning Exploring A handwritten endeavor

*** !Together! *** I will love you forever That’s been tattooed on our arms since we were 21 years old Love put years on happy And on his 97th birthday We sat We rocked We listened To the stars And whispered to the moon *** We made love *** We died *** !Together!

[abbieswriteblr]

Writeblr Introduction

Hello, welcome to my writeblr! My name is Abbie and my pronouns are she/her. I am a 23 year old undergrad student pursuing a BA in English and Creative Writing. I created this blog to not only share my writing, but to engage with other writers as well!

About my writing

The genres I write most often are: Dystopian, thriller, mystery, crime fiction, and romance.

My goal as a writer is: I have been interested in beginning some sort of fantasy novel, so my goal is to try and branch out into other genres!

Some fun facts about me

My favorite genres to read at the moment are mystery, dystopian, and thriller.

I have 3 cats :)

Outside of writing, some of my hobbies include knitting, cooking/baking, drawing, and singing.

My coffee order is a large iced caramel macchiato.

My big three zodiac signs are: cancer sun, leo moon, and libra rising.

In addition to my busy schedule, I am also planning my wedding with my fiancé!

[fragments-of-love]

[existingillusion]

[inkskinned]

he says i hate everyone except you and that is addictive and that is kind of romantic and beautiful because you're young and you're kind of a sarcastic asshole too and you don't like bad boys, per say, but you don't really like good ones either. and you like that you were the exception, it felt like winning.

except life is not a romance book, and he was kind of being honest. he doesn't learn to be nice to your friends. he only tolerates your family. you have to beg him to come with you to birthday parties, he complains the whole time. you want to go on a date but - people are often there, wherever you're going. he's just so angry. about everything, is the thing. in the romance book, doesn't he eventually soften? can't you teach him, through your own sense of whimsy and comfort?

at first - you know introverts often need smaller friend groups, and honestly, you're fine staying at home too. you like the small, tidy life you occupy. you're not going to punish him for his personality type.

except: he really does hate everyone but you. which means he doesn't get along with his therapist. which means he has no one to talk to except for you. which means you take care of him constantly, since he otherwise has no one. which means you sometimes have to apologize for him. which means he keeps you home from seeing your friends because he hates them. you're the single exception.

about a decade from this experience, you'll type into google: how to know if a relationship is codependent.

he wraps an arm around you. i hate everyone except you. these days, you're learning what he's actually confessing is i have very little practice being kind.

[sillyxvixrk]

Reconnecting with someone you connected with in the past is one of the most beautiful feelings in life.

[cljordan-imperium]

Me and my astute editor, Clawdette, have been working since I got home on some revisions. Posting resumes tomorrow on your favorite stories.

[definegodliness]

Ever again

Sometimes I wake With my lips puckered in Muscle memory, Catching Myself whispering Sweet everythings To a tightly embraced Pillow.

Sometimes My arms Feel like phantom limbs, When they limply hang From my shoulders, and still I am Embracing you For a Moment.

I smile, then, Like a ghost, reaffirmed in Outstaying the first or final Welcome on Earth.

Sometimes I trace The scar tissue, pale and true, yet Restraining and unmoving, And I think of all the blood That could be Flowing.

Sometimes I wake, And not after The dream that keeps me dreaming, But at the end of a day Wherein I had my eyes Open.

Hopeless.

I cry, then, Like a ghost, banished From the plane That embellished each and every wish To forever remain,

And I wonder if the cure is worse than The affliction.

Sometimes I see You reside within me, But that you have outstayed your welcome, And that I am ready To heal.

Sometimes I know who is the ghost, then.

When I think of scar tissue, phantom limbs, And muscle memory; Dreams that keep me Dreaming.

Short-lived moments Of clarity.

More often, I keep you whirling Like the yin To my yang, And keep the void you left, like a blueprint That can alternate this Nothingness Into everything, at last.

A light bulb without a socket.

Glad that whatever you left guarantees this:

When and if ever I will say, 'I love you', again,

I will mean it.

A light will shine Without the me within you, and Despite the you Within

Me.

Sometimes I realise the latter is All I should really keep Safeguarded.

--- 10-7-2024, M.A. Tempels ©

[mentalnote1]

Deeper than an Ocean - Poetry

My love is Deeper than an ocean's wave  To pave a twisters fall Tides cave And lovers wave From beyond this epic crawl Paradox hold shoulders Under an oceans rock And that’s why my love for you will always be Deeper than any world A fantasy can unlock

~~~ !Deeper than an Ocean!