actually not emotional over graduating university, just over losing my jstor access
The best advice really is to just write. Write badly - purple prose, stilted conversations, rambling descriptions. Don't delete it, pass go, take your $200, save all your garbage in a big folder. Look at how much you've made - it doesn't matter if it isn't perfect, isn't polished, it was practice. Every time you write you learn a little more, and find another piece of your voice.
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happy "everyone forgets that icarus also flew" monday. i want to throw up !
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I remember seeing a different post pointing out that Native Americans are basically already living a post-apocalyptic world.
i was so fucking sad when i was 14 and now when i fold my laundry or see a pool of moonlight on the floor of my bedroom i know that miracles exist. i see love in everything. love sees everything in me too
Anne Bancroft was happily married to Mel Brooks from 1964 until her passing in 2005.
and there is something wonderful about the sexiest woman in the history of American film being in love with the funniest man in the history of American film.
it's just so charming.
a hard pill to swallow: if an audience can pick up on where the story is going, it’s a good story.