I don’t know whj I really don’t like it
Let's make a haunted house together! Ingredients:
creaky floorboards and squealing hinges
uncomfortable and disquieting wall art
mysterious noises from... somewhere
flesh
dusty old opulent furniture
creepy dolls
memories of what once was and long-suppressed secrets
long shadows cast by insufficient lighting
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reblog to enlist your mutuals in building the House :)
Reminder that she's the current president of sagaftra
I will NEVER get over the fact that I can write stories. Like I can weave threads of whimsy in a whole new world and make people feel things if I weave them well enough???? Stories are worth so much!!! Lines of poetry are literally currency to me like I get to write little lines and then writing little lines helps me notice things when I read other peoples' lines????? Magic! Whimsy! Characters! Words! Words! Words!
You mean? I make thing? Thing that didn't exist before? Rad.
Kinda crazy how my first cellphone didn't have a camera or internet and 17 years later this thing knows more about me than I do and gives people brand new mental ilnesses.
my parents: "We bought you a cellphone so you can contact us if your bike gets a flat tire on your way to school!"
Cursed Artifact (common item) has been added to your inventory
me: *writes fic*
me: great! time to post to ao3-
ao3 summary box: *exists*
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Ooh, this is actually kinda a neat thing, because you can think of it as a checklist:
For example:
Thus, in less than 100 words:
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The Anatomy of Story by John Truby is a really good book by the by, if anyone’s interested in this sort of thing.
This is super helpful!’
If I told you who I was, if I told you everything I know, you’d kill me.
JULIET BURKE in Lost (2004-2010)
(via)
Cillian Murphy talking about Oppenheimer: yeah it’s a good movie :)
Ryan Gosling talking about Barbie: After working on this movie for so long I can only perceive the world in shades of pink… when I look at my reflection in the mirror, Ken is waving back at me…. he has Ken-sumed me, mind, body and soul….