i sit down to write and suddenly i am the most distracted human alive. the chair is uncomfortable. my coffee is too hot. my playlist isn't quite the vibe. i need to research what victorian houses smelled like in 1872 for exactly 45 minutes even though my story takes place in space. and yet the moment i'm trying to fall asleep? every single sentence i've ever needed just lines up perfectly in my brain like some kind of creative parade i'll never get back.
taking boots out of the bway version fundamentally changed the dynamic of the newsies and i miss boots every time i watch it #in my boots era
The gang played truth or dare once and it ended with Dally in jail, a potential rumble between them and the Shepard gang, Ponyboy admitting to smoking pot with Curly underneath the school bleachers, and Darry drunkenly confessing to the gang his torrid love affair with Paul
my villain origin story is that I saw ben cook as riff in West Side Story previews and don't remember any of it. literally forgot it was him until I watched newsies and was like... i know this man.
I went back and found my playbill as proof but i have ZERO memory.
listening to casmir pulaski day on repeat so many times that my tummy hurts
this is somewhat strange but I built a lot of the newsies in the sims and I had to download a separate mod because sim albert kept getting expelled and I couldn't keep him in school
deeply in character I fear
professor banned technology in the classroom because it was a distraction? jokes on you i'm staring at the wall and writing fanfic in my head
everything sucks (i've read the whole redfinch tag on ao3)
#jack kelly
they need to invent a running away & never coming back that doesn’t affect your life
my roman empire is the way the seize the day fight scene is shot in livesies, like ZOOM OUT PLEASE I want to see the staging.
I love fight choreography. criminal to take that away from me.