Dieses Kapitel Ist Mir Ein Persnliches Anliegen

Dieses Kapitel ist mir ein persönliches Anliegen 💛

Wer mit dem was passiert nicht umgehen kann: Bitte scrollt im Text nach unten zur wichtigen Message dahinter.

Basiert, leider, auf dem was hier los war mit Herrn Glasknochen Winterscheidt:

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"Joko & Klaas gegen ProSieben" 2022: Joko stürzt in Auftaktfolge mit BMX

Joko Winterscheidt ist bekannt dafür, dass er sich gerne mal verletzt – und sei es beim Mandarinenschälen. In der 1. Folge der Herbststaffel

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sometimes, as a fanfic writer, I worry about doing something that's already been done before. there's already a story with this pairing and trope, or this character and situation, etc.

of course, like many other fic readers, I like to see my favorite blorbos falling in love over and over or in the same sexy situations, but just a little differently each time.

it hit me today that it's not just fic readers who do this. you know how there's a gazillion covers of the same christmas songs? look up "have yourself a merry little christmas." there are so many covers. sure, some of them are our favorites, but if that song is a banger, you're going to listen to it performed and recorded in a million ways and still think it's awesome.

so, maybe next time when you're looking for a new fic that features your main idiots in love, pining after each other for the billionth time, and wondering why you do this, just know that there are people who love listening to "grandma got run over by a reindeer" sung by a diversity of voices.

if that's ok, so is reading about your little meow meows being repeatedly emotionally scarred or falling in love. or sharing one bed. or going from enemies to lovers.

the world that has many renditions of" grandma got run over by a reindeer" definitely has room for more stories of your blorbos.

Ein Bilderrätsel 💛

Für einen besonderen Menschen, mit besonderen Menschen 💛

🌟Frohe Weihnachten 🌟

Nun sind wir durch, das letzte Türchen ist geöffnet 🎄

Ich bin so dankbar für die zahlreichen Rückmeldungen und auch für die Vorschusslorbeeren - nach dem Prolog war schon so viel mehr Resonanz als ich überhaupt ansatzweise gehofft hatte 💛

Ich wünsch Euch allen frohe Weihnachten und wenn möglich ein paar ruhige Tage bevor der Alltag wieder einkehrt 💛

HÖREMPFEHLUNG 💛

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I'm not sure I can express this sentiment strongly enough, but I'm going to try via the medium of large bolded text.

Write what the fuck you want.

Write what makes you happy. Write what makes your soul sing. Write what fucks you up and makes you cry. Write what comforts you. Write what distracts you. Write what you want to read. Write what you want to watch.

Write what you want to dream about tonight.

Write what you can't get enough of. Write what you're completely obsessed with. Write what wakes you up at 4am and drags you out of bed because you can't stop thinking about what your characters are going to do next.

Write what turns you on, if that's your vibe. Write characters you're in love with and characters who inspire you and characters you want to be friends with and characters you fucking hate but oh my god they're so much fun.

Write about things you would sell your soul to do in real life and things you would never do in real life. Write about things that are happening right now and things that happened a thousand years ago and things that might happen in the future and things you wish could happen.

Write to get a publishing deal or to sell your books yourself or not to sell your books at all. Write for your friends or for strangers or for the people who reblog your posts on Tumblr and send you songs that remind them of your characters.

Write for yourself.

Fuck any system that tells you there's only one right way to create or one valid way to share your writing. Your story, the way you tell it, has so much value. Make people smile or piss people off or do both of those things because art is divisive and fascinating and beautiful.

Start writing. Keep writing. And write what the fuck you want.