every time I get an email from ao3 telling me somebody left a comment on one of my fics, every time I see that somebody reblogged something I wrote on tumblr, my day improves instantly. every time it makes me feel that I want to keep going. so I just want to say this to all of you who comment and reblog: I hope you know how important you are.
stories, art, meta -- those things aren't created in a vacuum. they are part of an ongoing conversation between the material, the fic/meta writers and artists, and the people who interact with what they read and see. and that's not just true for art and all forms of writing. the whole world is a big, intertextual web made of billions of voices. we react to each other and that's how we create community and art.
every time you react to something you've enjoyed, you contribute to that conversation. every time you do that in a positive way, you tell the writer or artist "I hear you and I care enough to respond." even if it's nothing more than "I love this." it means artists and writers know their voices aren't just being swallowed up by the great big void. it encourages people to keep expressing their takes on the conversation that is art and writing. it means we all get to have more of it.
all of this to say: commenters and rebloggers, you are superstars. thank you. I love you.
growing up on tumblr is weird bc they let you say anything on here except show tits but on tiktok you have to censor curse words and say things like d1e and then instagram calls it hate speech for saying u dislike men
There once was a man, of German origin, perhaps, who was trapped inside a cavern in Europe after an avalanche. For years he made his home there, amongst innumerable Meta menardi, or cave orbweavers, that, being a photophobic species, lived there. They lay hundreds of eggs, and new hatchlings are wont to balloon outside for dispersion. These were unable to leave, and he was forced to rely on them for sustenance. A journalist calculated how many every person on Earth must consume to match how many he’d eaten, and a tabloid, having a tenuous relationship with the truth, reprinted that figure as fact. Of course, it would be a fool’s mistake to count such a statistical outlier in a more serious academic text.
Tell me, Will, are you an outlier? Or do you count?