I do not comprehend human speech, I do not talk your language. My words are more homeless than the world. I have no words.
János Pilinszky, from The Desert of Love: Selected Poems; “Apocrypha,”
(via violentwavesofemotion)
(via violentwavesofemotion)
If you’re a writer and you see this post, stop what you’re doing.
WHENEVER YOU SEE THIS POST ON YOUR DASH, STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING AND WRITE ONE SENTENCE FOR YOUR CURRENT PROJECT.
Just one sentence. Stop blogging for one minute and write a single sentence. It could be dialogue, it could be a nice description of scenery, it could be a metaphor, I don’t care. The point is, do it. Then, when you finish, you can get back to blogging.
If this gets viral, you might just have your novel finished by next Tuesday.
OOOH ;_;
This kinda motivates me so much!
being autistic doesn’t make you any less deserving of love, pass it on
If you feel like you don’t belong on this planet, then that means that you are here to create change and live differently. Things aren’t meant to stay exactly the same all the time, and you (along with many others who feel the same as you do) are here to change the world and make things a lot more enjoyable.
“Every reader, as he reads, is actually the reader of himself. The writer’s work is only a kind of optical instrument he provides the reader so he can discern what he might never have seen in himself without this book. The reader’s recognition in himself of what the book says is the proof of the book’s truth.”
— Marcel Proust, Time Regained
“Bottom line: there’s nothing wrong with questioning, and I personally don’t think self-discovery has an expiration date. For some, labels are grounding and give a sense of identity. Others find them too narrow or restrictive.”
-Nic Stone, awknowledgments of Odd One Out
Write the story that you need. The one that is begging to be told.
It doesn’t matter if it’s been done before, cause it hasn’t been done by you.