Fine…

That's the thing about stories: they aren't really "worth telling"; they have worth because they are told--even if they're only told to one person, and even if that person is the storyteller.

How do you know when a story is worth telling?

This is your friendly reminder to keep writing.

Even if you aren’t published, even if you haven’t shared your writing with anyone, even if your words haven’t reached someone yet, you’ll get there someday. For now, all you can do is pick up that pen, find that keyboard, and keep writing.

You’re going places. Keep being amazing!

It connects, okay!

Poisoning characters is fun! :)

Wait, you guys have a "main" WIP?

Currently too overwhelmed by the sheer amount of writing I want to do.

one of the best fics i've ever read, one that had me addicted to my phone and crying, wasn't even prose. it was a huge, casual, bullet-pointed outline with every detail of an au that the author never got around to writing in full. and it was amazing.

let this be a message to all you who want to write but can't do it "normally": write it! someone out there will eat it up. whether that be poetry, tiny drabbles, or bullet pointed list: your work is always worth it. your art (yes, art!) will alway deserve to have its moment in the spotlight. why? because you made it. even if it wasn't done in a traditional matter, it came from your brain and your creativity and that is amazing.

♡

Important writer’s block tip!!!

Cry. Maybe it’ll help

I think the most fitting thing about my behind-the-scenes writing information is that my pinterest board’s name is a keyboard smash

Me when I write, speak, or do anything with words...

me when I write

Me: I’m a writer

Also me: *doesn’t write*

*listens to new song*

Hm… I don’t have a character to go with this

*cracks knuckles*

Time to make one

It’s so wonderful when inspiration finally hits.

When you see a piece of art, or read a work of literature, or hear a song, or experience anything that speaks to you—that’s the best feeling. It’s like finding a part of your soul you forgot was there, or that you never knew existed.