Writer Thoughts - Blog Posts

The setting and style of Forest Fire has been fighting me a little, and I think I might be able to fix that if I lean more into the style of gothic fiction. I don’t know if the whole genre of my piece will shift as I write it out more, but it’s certainly a fun place to take inspiration from!

the dialogue I write in my head as I’m falling asleep is always so great, I wish they’d invent a me who remembers it in the morning

if you hate your draft, just pretend it’s a collaboration with past you.

Happy New Year world!!!!

Cheers to a new year filled with love, passion and creativity.

Cheers to making friends and striving forward till the end of the world.

Cheers to working out and writing more.

Cheers to loving and helping all kinds.

Cheers to saving one more life by any means.

Cheers to mistakes that are gonna shape us.

Cheers to adulthood and challenges.

Cheers to everything.

Cheers to 2025 !

i know,

that you didnt wanna try,

that you were tired,

that you were dying.

tell me sweetheart,

what is it that keeps you alive ?

is it

l o v e

or

r e g r e t ?

today,

i shattered all the expectations and dreams.

destroyed all the hopes.

now i am left alone with all these broken pieces.

this time,

i hope i make something more beautiful with these pieces.

something worth protecting.

something worth fighting for.

a beautiful broken promise.

Promise.

The word is forced to contain secrets.

But, what if?

what if a person runs out of promises?

when there are too many to keep and there is too much inside?

when all the promises she broke hurts her?

when each and every promise she broke, haunts her, every night, till the end ?

when the broken promises, like broken glass, tears her apart from inside?

until she bleeds. bleeds to death.

too tired to make another promise.

you have been on my mind for so long,

you have been my dream,

my first and last thought of a day,

and that's why

its so hard for me.

to let you go.

as if you never mattered.

the times i have smiled at the thought of her in my arms are infinite. ~•

something snapped between us today.

I was so sure that you will be there.

But when I needed you so desperately . You were gone.

When I was falling apart , you turned your back on me.

Of course , it's not your fucking fault.

I expected you to be there. I don't know . I don't know if I have ever failed to be there for you. But it hurts. Alot. You know, I was ready. I was finally all ready to let you in. Fully. To tell you that past. To let you know all that we can do together. To finally have found the right one. But I guess I was getting ahead.

Just like that, I am alone.

you keep burning me.

Slowly. But surely.

being a writer leads to a genuinely helpful but also very stupid kind of mindfulness where you'll be having a sobbing breakdown or the worst anxiety attack of your life and think "okay, I really need to pay attention to how this feels. so I can incorporate it into my fanfiction."

One of the very few plot threads I liked after season 2.

I did very much appreciate how much Discovery catered so openly to some of the modern social movements happening around the world, be it LGBTQ+ awareness, gender expression and identity, and the more silent struggles like mental health support and awareness. This particular plot thread with Detmer actually motivated me to write the one-shot that became my out-of-control Airiam and Michael 6-fic series, and Detmer has long been on my character study hit list, too.

Anyone who follows my writing will probably notice a trend of me digging into the inner workings of characters' minds, be they originals of my own or existing characters from film or books. People and relationships are fascinating. Non-human or artifical thinking is fascinating. As someone who overthinks damn near everything, being able to use that quirk in my writing to bring attention to the different ways people might experience the world around them, and why they make the choices they do, is wonderful and cathartic.

I spend way too much of my time writing to make up for the hundreds of shortcomings I saw in Discovery post season 2, but Detmer was a character done right the entire way through.

It's a big word to be able to say.

Im writting a book, Im not trying to kill someone.....real.

If you see me searching "How a Mafia works and How do you join it " Don't question it

Guys... I might be the villain, But if I think I'm the Main Character and that makes me a villain. And I think I'm the villain... What am I???😭😭

your villain doesn’t need a tragic backstory, but it helps if they at least think they’re the main character. delusional energy is key.

Genres

What is a genre?

A genre is a category that your story belongs to based on form, style, or subject matter.

Action/Adventure 

Your book belongs to this genre if your characters are on a quest or journey to reach a concrete goal. Take The Lighting Thief  by Rick Riordan. The goal is to return the lighting bolt to Zeus before summer solstice, or there will be war.

Fantasy

Your book belongs to this genre if the world in your story has a type of magic system, or includes mythical creatures. Think of Dragons, Centaurs, Pixie dust, et cetera.

Mystery

Your book belongs to this genre if the story centers around a question(Who, What, Where, Why, and How). Think of Criminal Minds, Mondays Not Coming, Lucifer, etc. 

Romance

Your book belongs to this genre if your story centers around the romantic relationship of two or more characters. Think of Five Feet Apart, To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before, Love, Simon, etc.  

(Keep in mind, your story can belong to more than one genre. There are no limitations.)

If anyone has any questions, or feels as though I’ve left something out, feel free to let me know! 

You guys I hate writing because what comes spilling from the ink that I fought for with my BLOOD AND TEARS is either

"His breath pushes past his lips, cascading in a feather-soft free fall towards what could be, landing just short of 'I love you' and 'please stay' and 'you haven't even left yet but I already miss your laugh' but it's only ever that: just a breath. Nothing more than a sigh, or an exhale."

or it's some fuckass shit like

"Well God could suck it, fuck her backwards over a squeaky table, and impregnate her with Jesus 2.0 before she ever made a decision for herself."

AND THERE IS NO IN BETWEEN. SEND HELP.

Random writer thought but...

Do you guys ever just research WAAAAAY too deep into one specific topic that you never end up using in a work? Like, I could probably tell you how to hold a fan in a provocative but innocent enough way whilst making eye contact across a ballroom but can't tell you one single time I've ever used it in a piece of writing???