she watered the flowers inside her, she thought it's beautiful until it made her hard to breathe
new realizations and sweeping feelings around old trauma does not mean you're more broken than you thought you were, if anything it means you're more healed than you may have noticed. pain does not show up in full until your being believes that your mind and body has the capacity to hold, process and move through it
hey! call me jae. are you a beginner writer or have an interest in writing? here’s some tips to help you start/get better.
i suggest you use ao3 as a writing platform. i find it usually gets you more views than wattpad or fanfiction.net. you can also post your writings here on tumblr if you don’t want to wait for an invite to ao3 (i have a few i can use so if you’d like one i can and will gladly send you one!)
do not- and i repeat- do not!!! put!!! author’s notes!!! in the middle of a chapter!!! it’s so unprofessional and your story comes out choppy! you want to keep your reader invested, and when you have an a/n in the middle of the chapter it just does no good for your chapter!
don’t use slang/dead words unless it’s dialogue! slang/dead words are something you’d use while texting, or for gen z, talking! or words that have been overused and have lost their punch. if you don’t have a large vocabulary, i’d suggest a dictionary or a synonym book. ex: if i wanted to use “love” in a sentence that goes “i love this book!” it doesn’t really pack a punch. instead, i’d use “i adore this book.”
do not overuse parentheses! for example- “You know parentheses? (Those little crescent-shaped thingies?) Well, sometimes they drive me crazy (overuse, lack of clarity, fuzzy writing).” that would be an example of overuse. if your trying to be passive, or put in a point in there that doesn’t necessarily flow with the context of the sentence, i suggest using commas or dashes. of course, you can overuse them too, but they don’t look as choppy.
try to make the flow of you’re story go smoothly. the reader gets confused when you jump from subject to subject!
don’t switch povs during a chapter (you can do it every other chapter). switching povs constantly causes mass chaos in the readers mind. now you can change point of views if your going for a more stylistic story, but i suggest you don’t do that until your intermediate at best.
USE PARAGRAPHS!!!!!! it irks me when writers don’t use paragraphs when they move on to another subject! you don’t have to indent, this isn’t an english paper, but please please hit “return” or “tab” (depending on whether you’re on mobile or computer) to create a new paragraph! a good way to remember this is when your characters are moving on to another action then you make a new paragraph, or when the dialogue switches from person to person.
that’s it for now, reblog if you’d like a part 2/intermediate writers.
I don't think I will be able to read again. I don't think I can bear another heartbreak. Despite the pain I am feeling, I will live & love in the dark.
read literature. be present. make love. make tea. write a poem. cry. watch a sappy movie that makes you want to throw things at it. paint your nails. cook something. call your best friend. learn an instrument. wonder. take a bath. go for a walk. lie down on the grass. listen to the entirety of ur favorite album from 2016. take pics of sunsets. ponder. shamelessly dance in your room. curl up on your bed. make endless wishes to the stars twinkling in the midnight sky. think about nothing. think about everything. think about things so hard that you barely remember what happened moments ago and why you’re feeling the way you do
queens
A happy meal 🍔 🍟 💗
i wonder how severus felt when he was dying and looking in harry's eyes.. he got lily's eyes.
idk... i feel so empty
I have this terribly strange habit of cutting myself open, for the pain and sorrow to crawl in and reside within my bones, of drowning myself in a sea of everlasting longing for something that is no longer there.
Lukas W. // Terribly strange habit (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)
reading noli and fili outside of class; understanding the anger, the ire; wishing that basilio never threw away the lamp
foregoing the tweed and the wool because they’re just not options in this tropical heat
staring longingly at the textile exhibits in the museum: the lovely piña, the beautiful indigenous patterns
never shy about your political opinion because our forefathers didn’t die for this bullshit
trying to find the longest sentence in nick joaquin’s stories for fun
carrying yourself with pride, knowing that the blood of revolutionaries flows through your veins
desperately searching for more of leona florentino’s poems as if your gay life depended on it
who wants to come over and just like. come to my backyard with me and then just. scream. for three hours.