just a reminder for all my fellow writers out there (bc i’ve needed to remind myself recently): there is no wrong way to write, ever. the act of writing makes you a writer. you deserve a space at the table.
it can be so scary to share your work (and you never have to, you’re still a writer if you never do), but if you’re hesitant, please hold onto this: you need no qualifications but passion. good and bad is subjective and means nothing; if you love what you’re writing, you’re doing it right.
anyways i love yall and take care of yourselves!!
i really think my favorite newsies dynamic is sprace and redfinch. childhood/school besties Race and Albert with absolutely no self preservation, always up to something. Spot and Finch who reluctantly become very close friends as they struggle to keep their disaster boyfriends alive. the four of them are my favs tbh, like ugh what a wonderful combination
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.
I'm thinking of Paul beating up Ponyboy, cornering him in an alley, knowing it's him, and attacking anyway. Because in his eyes, this kid is the reason Darry is gone, hardened, shutting Paul out. Darry's responsibility for this ungrateful kid is the reason nothing will ever be the same again.
And Paul’s swinging on him and then this kid screams Darry’s name. For the shortest moment, Paul is comforted by the knowledge Darry is coming. Darry is coming back, with strong familiar arms to haul Paul off Ponyboy. And yeah, Darry will yell, and maybe even hit back, but at least he'll be here.
But then the gang gets there first and Paul has to scram, knowing Darry is going to hear about what he did and knowing he’s just ruined everything for good. No forgiveness anymore.
Might as well commit to it now. Might as well be the monster. Just to prove it never mattered to him anyway.
The wasp in the length of my arm - Oh hi so long no full piece. Well this is a redraw I’ve been meaning to do for the longest time. I don’t do redraws too much because to be honest I cannot say if I like the lost recent one better or the older original version. There’s always something so charming about the things you do when you’re experimenting and they feel less polished and honest. That being said I have been thinking about this piece a lot because I did this around four years ago (in the middle of the pandemic) and it felt to important to me, in a personal sense and also because I longed to go out and live in the real world. Sufjan is of course forever a favorite of mine and I could talk for hours about his work. I wanted to revisit this piece.
My challenge right now is not letting my innie-cam (haha severance reference) take over my whole life. I need to nurture my outer existence and that what is most important to me which is, making art. Hope you sufjan fans still enjoy this version. Love.
working on a redfinch fic where albert skateboards and he meets finch by fucking running directly into him by accident
YESSS i love it so much mmmm redfinch AND sprace
everything sucks (i've read the whole redfinch tag on ao3)
everything sucks (i've read the whole redfinch tag on ao3)
right now it’s just me and the fic i write in my head to fall asleep against the world
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
Y'ALL WE GOT ONE!!
So excited to cry over this, thank you for sharing :')
newsies hadestown au with David as Orpheus and Jack as Eurydice
David working on a song (Always the mouthpiece, the poet, but until he meets Jack he cannot put those words into action, and until he loses Jack he can’t find the power to voice them on his own)
Jack giving in to death (Jack scabbing, he sees David’s dream but can’t deliver on his end for one reason or another)
Davey going to drag Jack out of hell (He sees the dark place Jack are in and offers him hope, this is literally the watch what happens reprise)
Davey leading Jack out of the underworld because he loves him, so much, too much, and he has to look back because a world where Jack isn’t with him isn’t one he ever wants (Davey trying to lead the strike without Jack, unwilling to speak without Jack’s words)
Jack following, content with nothing but the trail Davey leads (literally the entire movie)
Like has anyone written this and if so gimme gimme. The parallels are insane and I'm yearning for it.