My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings. Look on my works and let me know if you have any questions! 🤗
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings. Look on my works and let me know if you have any questions! 🤗
I had a friend play through an early unfinished version of Chapter 5!
Their testimonial was "I am still thinking about it a lot and want to play it more and it's kawaii when toby is worried about if it's good enough"
この度『DELTARUNE』chapter4の楽曲に、コーラスで携わらさせていただきました。とても光栄で、たくさんの方に感謝の想いで一杯です。ありがとうございます。
I had the honor of singing the chorus for the soundtrack of DELTARUNE Chapter 4. I'm grateful to so many people for making this happen. Thank you.
I'm looking through what I think is the oldest text document about DELTARUNE that I can find. This is one of the first facts about Susie. Even though this has never happened in the game, everyone just intuitively understands this as true. I won.
There is still beauty in this world
are you gonna say anything about including nazi symbols in your art (that you’ve been quietly deleting everywhere) or are you gonna wait till it all blows over and just upload more goonslop for your monkey brained gooner army that’ll forgive you without a second thought?
there is nothing like the thrill of reading something that makes you want to write immediately afterward
I recommend writing down every big writing rule you hear and trying it.
Is it not possible for you to write every day? Then cross it out.
Does outlining make your stories stronger? Then keep doing it.
Explore your process. See what helps you. Build your tool kit.
Time to make people angry again!
- It’s okay if you don’t write every day
- First drafts don’t have to be crap
- You don’t have to outline
- You don’t have to use beta readers
- Sometimes telling instead of showing is fine
Fuck all the writing “rules” they tell you about. There are no rules.
a list of nice things:
• window panes rimed with frost
• reading a long book in bed on a cold night
• chocolate-covered marzipan
• the soundtrack to Valerie and Her Week of Wonders
• children reading or being read to in airports
• illustrations in century-old fairy-tale anthologies
A picture of part of a larger of a book. White background black text NIKKI GIOVANNI Winter Poem once a snowflake fell on my brow and i loved it so much and i kissed it and it was happy and called its cousins and brothers and a web of snow engulfed me then i reached to love them all and i squeezed them and they became a spring rain and i stood perfectly still and was a flower
Consider yourself to have been blessed to be alive in any kind of overlap with Nikki Giovanni, May Allah be pleased with her.
She has left her voice with us. This is one of my favorites.
Photo credit: @jana_m_mader on X
Paperback books are like velveteen rabbits — there to be loved and squeezed and read and stuffed into shoulder bags and left in the sun and read again until there's nothing left but the best kind of memories
noticing a small renaissance of the written word in magic – substacks, microblogs, websites. content sites destroyed the author with low-calorie listicles, and it's refreshing to see writers take back power and agency.
it's kinda sad that digital work is so hidden
like there's no messy study room or bookshelves full of works you've read or letters from people and gizmos and widgets you've built or stacks of drawings and diagrams
it's all just, hidden in folders, already lost in space, and eventually lost to time
If you don’t want to read Edgar Allan Poe together by lantern light in a lighthouse on the Irish coast during a full moon, then please don’t classify yourself as “marriage material.”
It's a good day to be a New Jerseyan.
PRINCETON, N.J. (AP) — New Jersey Democratic Gov. Phil Murphy signed a law Monday to prohibit public and school libraries from banning books in the state and to enshrine protections against civil and criminal charges for librarians who comply with the law.
I. JUST. WANT. THE. RECIPE. I. DON'T. WANT. FOUR. PAGES. OF. STORY. ABOUT. HOW. THIS. WAS. YOUR. AUNT. LINDA'S. FAVORITE. DISH. ON. WINTER. ESCAPES. TO. THE. MOUNTAINS.
The dirty little open secret to writing is that no one will ever know, nor care, how many drafts of a thing were written - people will only ever care about the crafted thing, and will, despite all knowledge to the contrary, assume it came out fully formed that way. No one thinks about shit drafts.
i wish you all a happy start to the third least productive work week of the calendar year, defeated only by december 23 and december 30. may your email auto-replies be bountiful and your friendly reminders sparse
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最近會繼續放舊圖跟新圖
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最棒的!
Write that book. Send that story. Query that agent. Ask for that blurb. Maybe it doesn’t work out, but there’s a chance it will, and that chance—however small you think it is—is all you need.
It's kind of nice here at 2 am. The notifications are manageable and the house is quiet. I belong in bed, but it's nice to breathe and be grateful.
Word of the Day is a true favourite, as some of you will know.
Apricity (17th century) is the warmth of the sun on a winter’s day.
Photo of a heron sitting by a lake with Autumnal trees reflected in the water
this isn’t a new photo - I took it a few years ago - but wanted to share it regardless