One thing that’s hard to accept about writing (or any hobby, really) is that the productivity level won’t be the same from month to month. I wrote 100k words last month and I’m proud of myself for that! But this month is looking like I may not even reach 20k. And that doesn’t mean I don’t love my stories any less. It doesn’t mean that I don’t love writing. It’s that I’m busy and tired and there are things in my life outside of writing that demand my attention.
Despite knowing that writing is supposed to be a hobby, I feel guilty when i don’t reach high word counts but it’s gonna be okay!! It’s gonna be fine because I still love it more than I did the day before!!! I just don’t have all the time in the world right now.
i was at a bookshop yesterday buying three books and the cashier looked at my stack and went “oh one of my favorites! oh another one of my favorites! oh three of my favorites !!” and all i could think was
hot take: let’s normalize artists being proud of themselves and their work. we’re allowed to think we did a kickass job on something we worked hard on. humility shouldn’t equal self deprecation
dear god the sheer magic of being so invested in a book you just sit and read half of it feverishly without any ability to stop, just gulping down word after word like it’s water in a desert and your eyes aren’t fast enough for your mind and when you reach the last page you look up and realize you’re not decades and miles away but in the space of your own room,,,, truly unmatched by any other human experience
another Unforgivable omission from the hunger games movie is when they announce ‘oops jk there can only be 1 winner good luck!’ and katniss immediately, instinctively draws her bow and points it at peeta to kill him, before realizing what shes doing, and who he is, and that she could never/would never want to do that! and then he tells her to do it anyway bc 1 of them has to win! but she WONT so he rips off his tourniquet so he’ll bleed to death and she can win and go home. and she drops to her knees and tries to stop the bleeding and cover his wound and BEGS him not to die……………yeah…they fucked up