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I just wanted to encapsulate how amazing it feels when someone comments on your work in a way that makes you feel like, yes, your writing reached somebody on the internet and got something positive back from it. Originally posted by unloveablc (Because, it’s true, reviewing your favorite authors and indie authors’ books and leaving…

1. You woke up this morning and started your day, and regardless of how you started it, you’re here now. I’m happy you’re here to read this. 2. You have a wonderful laugh. 3. Somewhere, somebody is thinking about you. Even if it’s just that one person you held the door open for, you made…

I had a setback recently where I believed that nothing I did was good enough. I’d even started despising the thing I most enjoyed, my writing. Creating stories out of nothing. Creating art? Forget about it. There’s schools for people who are naturally gifted, and you? You’re not naturally gifted, so why bother? I started…

You know the cliche. The one that says that the suffering artist creates their greatest work. I’ve found that the claim is BS. Writing when it hurts isn’t easier. It’s hard. When you can hardly find the strength to roll out of bed, that doesn’t make it any easier to open up your laptop or…

Morality is a gray area. But, especially when first writing characters, people tend to forget that evil characters weren’t just steeped in evil since the start of their chaotic cruel existence. And I can’t judge. Hell, I wrote my first novel where the character was just cackling, surrounded eternally by evil. They just wanted to…

May your characters be so interesting that you could hang out with them for hours. May your manuscript be easy and fulfilling for you. May you reach your writing goals or break forth with amazing new ones. May you find good books to read, and meet authors that inspire you. May you make new friends…

I remember a time when I laughed at people who thought video games were art. Then I played a couple that proved me wrong. I remember playing a point-and-click game at age twelve that sent me spiraling down the crazy thought process of nihilism. (I know some people could handle that better than me, but…

It’s a bit like staring at old photographs in a scrapbook (or selfies from a couple years ago for those who never lived through the scrapbooking era). You see the subtle shifts, or the not-so-subtle changes. Maybe you started working out. Maybe you cut your hair, dyed in, then grew it out again. Maybe you…

I remember my first villains. I made them extremely evil. In my stories, written fondly at age eleven, they had fangs and murder in their eyes. Their souls were full of mud, and they made the Grinch look like a sweetheart. Originally posted by tigerlilykisses As I grew older, wrote more stories, I realized that…