Being A Writer Is Trying To Google Things As Inconspicuously As Possible So You Dont End Up On A Watch

Being a writer is trying to google things as inconspicuously as possible so you don’t end up on a watch list.

Anyway does anyone know how many pounds of force would be required to break a windshield with someone’s head?

Artists when they realize the colors look different on other screens

Life imitates art -

or maybe art imitates life, but in doing that, it became much more beautiful that the original. What are the implications of that? Of course, life isn't bad. It's not always ugly - the world is beautiful, and the things that can happen when human souls meet are truly magical. But life is also raw, unstructured, unpolished. Which you can only say by comparing it to art.

Isn't that crazy? Art can only imitate life, imitate the human mind and the things we can imagine. But in doing that, it has found all the best versions of every moment, and now it can show us how things could be. Every piece of art is perfect, in the sense that it's more perfect than the world it came from - idealized, purified.

Connections between humans can be beautiful - this is only an example. Every kind interaction is pure in its own way. But do we still look at them the same after seeing how they can, literally, become art? All the hidden mechanisms between individuals have been analyzed and pondered for millennia, people have thought and felt, and then they took only the beatiful parts and put them together. Coincidental meetings turn into arcs. Awkward muttered words turn into thought-out phrases. This is how things could be. Is this how things should be?

We have admired perfection for so long that maybe, just maybe, we have forgotten that humans are clumsy, and so is fate.

If you ever think your chapters are too long: don’t.

I once read a fanfic that had a chapter totaling 60k words. A chapter.

You’re doing fine.

*white knuckle grip on the bathroom sink, through clenched teeth* you write because you love it - because you love it

In the classic ‘just read the same sentence about 100 times over while editing and now I don’t know what words are’ predicament 😭