Oh, perfect. I was just writing a blog post that mentioned that. *steals link to tweet*
I just want to say, congratulations to everybody who wrote something this month. It doesn't matter whether you won NaNo or didn't meet even your lowest goal. Every word forges a new crack in the monolith of obsolescence.
Keep on keeping on. Y'all are awesome.
"Be excellent to each other...and party on, dudes!" - Bill and Ted
Everyone should read this, even if it's only to see this in proper context:
Do this, do that, don’t do this, don’t say that, don’t write this, this isn’t selling, that is a no-no, publish this way, sell that way, don’t publish that other way, drink this, wear houndstooth jackets with elbow patches, drink that, snark here, snark there, with a fox, in a box, wearing socks, eating rocks, with a bear, without hair, anywhere.
On a cold panic dawning, As ideas bounce and drift, Through dusty brain and real life’s reign, We write to make our gift.
Sekrit Solstice is flying on, And the plot won’t work out right, The clicks of frantic typing sound, Before the day kills night.
Writing hard, writing on to conceal All the fluff with brevity, And ever more universes spawn Making their own gravity.
All the plot holes gain the muses’ domain, We cut them and return With handwavium, we banish them to burn!
And it’s weak but it’s born! We pants before the bloody brainstorm! On towards a better threat, Our pen carries on.
Add more where it began, On through the climax, And empathy for our villain takes its toll! So now we flail, and fail for that day If our inbox has presents, we're DONE, And though the wandering conclusion plays out a thousand ways, Through the panic and the pain we're writing on! And there's no time for editing, And the prompt no more applies, We'll throw the characters to the muses above In despair we'll make them cry
Giving up is a thing we can't do There's a plot hole in our hearts Our minds are home to the muses' will Though we don't know where to start!
Quaffing booze or tea, or caffeine IV Will get us strength to write, And in a week our inner geek Will delight!
Oh no this story has no theme At least not one the world can see If only we could make some sense Of this rambling, we'll have won.
Yes, we're bananas, it's just our way, Crazy gifs just feed our brain, Day after day this lunacy must go on!
So now we flail, and fail for that day If our inbox has presents, we're DONE, And though the wandering conclusion plays out a thousand ways, Through the panic and the pain we're writing on!
When I sit down and I start to write, I take a secret thrill in what I’m doing. Because this is forbidden territory. This is verboten. Everyone has built a fence of expectation around what I’m doing and yet, here I am, having climbed the fence. I’m making art and the world doesn’t want me to make art. I’m in a secret garden stealing your vegetables. I’m traipsing about someone’s home in the dark while they sleep. I’m mixing potions. I’m making monsters. I’m tap-dancing on the edge of a cliff, and the world can watch me kick off my shoes, pirouette, and lift both middle fingers in the air with a smugly self-satisfied look on my big beardo face.
Post by Siana Blackwood on Sept 26, 2016 1:54:23 GMT
How about this?
Oh, in the calm before the storm Another legend will be born Another battle will be won We will rise Oh, so heed the call of confrontation Today we feed on domination Secure a legacy that will never die Be immortalized
tyess: Hello. So... what has happened this year?
Jun 5, 2019 14:03:00 GMT
mim: I wrote smut to amuse myself, but it forgot to become smut. They ended up fighting instead of in bed. Which was a problem when they were fanfic characters on a site too, actually...
Jun 10, 2019 3:52:14 GMT
Jᴀy A. Rᴀᴍᴀ 💀🐍: Well, you know what they say about how fight scenes and the other f word scenes are very similar-- they both involve lots of action. >
Jun 16, 2019 4:57:18 GMT
Corvid: hey gang! just shouting to say HELLO & i hope to produce Content and be more active in this community in the near future
Jul 17, 2019 21:00:21 GMT