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3/21
There was a formation of stars up above, Flickering in and out of my consciousnesses. Nobody could see me, Because I wasn’t supposed to be here. Not now. Ever so slowly, Each of my fingers vanished. I’ve left myself in the woods. Soon I will leave this area. If it can’t be so, I’ll mold it into something terrifying.
One of the worst things about being a writer is that often I love filling my worlds with different races, and the darker and and less human-like they seem, the more I want to have them in there. But just for the basic idea of the book I need somewhat detailed information on the race (like what they look like), and that works best with a visual example.
So I try to draw them, so I’ll can just look at the drawing to know what exactly they look like; but I can’t draw to save my life, I can barely draw a circle that doesn’t look like a severely deformed pancake smashed against a wall. But I need that visual, otherwise my mind slightly changes the picture I have of them every time, or I can’t tell if my idea of them would look good or totally suck, so I try, but it still looks awful and what even are body proportions? It could even look good, but because the drawing is total trash, the idea looks awful too.
Does anyone else have the same problem, or even a solution, because I could really use one.
She handed me the thick rimmed book, with the golden title happiness shining in the light. With a grin she pressed it closer to me, then proceeded to point towards the golden lettering in red background, the biggest of smiles on the face.
I bent forward and pet her hair softly; if only happiness could reach me in the a simple way, I thought, as she looked at me like a lost dog and tried to wipe away my tears.
-SG
Excerpts from an original short story
Just can't keep up...
All these years later and It still feels as though I'm running on a treadmill, everyone else below running on the earth. I can't keep up, going know where, working ten times harder. Stuck, watching everyone pass me by.
- Sequoia Red (via Sequoia Red)
I don't want anyone's place...I want space for myself...