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I recently picked up Chris Baty's book, No Plot? No Problem! and have decided to make March the month in which I try to write a 50k novel! Anyone here interested in joining?
I have a few irl friends who are participating (some with modified challenges) but I wanted to offer it up on here as well. If you're interested, interact with this post in any way or send me an ask/DM! More info below the cut :)
(and a very important vote for those who'd like to participate)
So the whole premise of the challenge is that, in giving yourself a one-month deadline to crank out a full, 50k novel, your attention ends up being placed on quantity over quality, which helps drown out the internal critic that makes you hesitate when you write (or edit something twelve million times before moving on, or never start writing in the first place)
I highly recommend renting the book from your local library for more details on the thought process behind the challenge and other helpful tips (and if you have a library card but transportation difficulty, a friend of mine recently showed me the Libby app, which could be of help!)
I'm aiming for the full 50 thousand words, but my artist friend is adapting the challenge to dedicate a certain amount of hours towards making a comic, and my mom lowered the wc for herself because she's always wanted to write a short story (and doesn't have a ton of interest in writing a novel lol). So if 50k sounds too overwhelming for you or novels aren't exactly your thing, but something else is, feel free to go with whatever floats your boat!
I'm not sure how many people this will reach/ how many would want to play along, but community is a great way to keep each other motivated while also holding each other accountable, so what do you think would be the best method for coordinating that?
Option 1- through tumblr! i could organize writing sprints, word count/progress sharing posts, and some motivational things all under the same tag for easy find-ability (all with a tag-list so everyone is notified when these posts come out and so everyone on the list can interact with each other) Option 2- through discord! theoretically, i can figure out how to make one of these so that there can be a lot more freedom of chatting/sharing etc and writing sprints can be organized on there as well, with extra, optional channels for people to talk about the specifics of their projects or anything else you might want (but absolutely no pressure on the details-sharing front if that'll bring your inner critic back to life) Option 3- tumblr communities! i am not 100% sure how this function works, but if it's smth you guys are into or think would be good, i can absolutely make one Option 4- nuance/something else! if you have a suggestion for a better way to do this, i am all ears
poll duration is only a week, so if there's a lot of interest i will re-cast the poll again in the beginning of february
(and if you like one of the options but have suggestions for things you'd like to see or ways to best organize it, just lmk!)
The art of letting go
Do you ever sit and reflect on everything that you've been feeling lately ?
It's both
relieving and painful
To give another thought
To the feelings inside of you.
You carry it ,
Forgetting it's weight
And when you sort your
Feelings out at the end of the day,
You're left with a handful of laughs
And a whole lot of pain.
Because you know
Deep in your heart
That a moment like this won't ever come again.
And the people in your memories
Wont stop for you
They'll live on
And so will you.
And those few who don't,
They keep you rooted in their love
You cannot find a way out of them
Because they've stopped,
Not necessarily for you
But for good.
And just know
That you can't always let them go.
Because what they made you feel
will live on
Even when they aren't here
To rekindle that emotion inside of you.
It took me a while to realize that I no longer hold a place in your world. I should have stopped trying to fit myself in, a long time back.
Life just turns upside down one day and you wonder what you did wrong. You realize that you had never anticipated this turn.
Everyday I mourn over the loss of people from my life. Everyday I wish I had a chance to talk, to tell you what you think is wrong. I wanna prove myself to you. I'm not what you think I am.
I miss being surronded by my people.
I miss people listening to all the crazy stuff I say.
now, neither are there people nor do I say stupid stuff.
I miss me.
And finally I realized that you don't have to be with people, surrounded by friends and family, to be you. Coz all you need is you.
I'll bounce back
I'll be fine
After a long time I'm giving a chance to hope.
Coz people, they leave, they stay at times too its upto them. If you mourn you'll just keep mourning.
The sooner you realize that your questions have no answers, you'll stop asking them.
I don't seek answers anymore. It's not people I rely on but rather me.
You stay, you leave, it's your choise. I'm gonna stay the same. I'll be fine.
Let's hope so. Well if you ask @glitteringhuman he'd say let's believe so.
I believe this time. I'll be back, it's just a matter of time.
My thoughts are spirals
of feelings cross linked
with other’s perspectives.
I don’t get what you say
and you don’t get what I say.
My perceptions are right for me
But it just leads to misunderstandings,
i din’t mean to hurt you
or prick you by my words.
Its not that I don’t understand
But all I seek is answers
to questions in my head.
Maybe I should not have asked,
Shutting my mouth would have been better.
Now its all shattered like glass,
too hard to replace.
I don’t have the energy to do it.
I wish it all ended,
or rather
I wish I could just sleep
for days and years altogether
never waking up to another day
never having to deal with the chaos.
I know I’m running away
but i don’t have the strength to stand
to deal with this
I feel hopeless
I wish I could sleep
not just tonight but forever.....
What would you do if you wake up tommorow morning and realize that you are not that person anymore. That you have changed overnight. How would you react when you realize that you dont remember anything at all what happened. What would you do if you suddenly found yourself in a time span much much ahead of where you last were.
I dont know either. But somehow, somewhere I feel that I am lost. Lost in my own life. My own vicious cycle of finding myself. Being good to myself. Being the person whom I am expected to be. Whom I expect to be.
I am tired of deciding things in life after analyzing whether I am becoming what they always doubted that I would become. I am tired of the realization that I have lost track of myself.
I want to live for me. Decide for me. And do or dont do things because I want to or dont want to. I dont want to stop doing something just because maybe that is what I am becoming. I am tired of justifying everything I do. I am tired of fulfilling the expectations of others. I am tired of not becoming and sick of living for others.
I want to be me and live for me decide for me and understand me justify me feel happy for me guilty towards me and me me and me no one else.
I woke up to the sound of his heartbeats.
It's a slow rhythm, one that comforts me in this darkness.
With only the light of the fake phosphor stars,
I can see his pale, beautiful face.
He's asleep, but very much alive.
At least for now.
At least for a few hours,
I'll still be able to embrace the warmth that's him.
Until the fuel runs out and we are doomed forever,
I can hug him and listen to his soft breaths.
There's a strange beauty to our current situation.
We're literally lost among the stars.
Held by the other, breathing the same air,
we float amidst the lights in the vast empty darkness,
miles away from the place we once called home.
Because now, nothing else exists to me except him.
Now, all that's real are his arms around my body.
Entwined together, our fingers are the last remnants of life.
And as I drift away into sleep once more,
I press my lips to his shoulder.
A final goodbye,
and then we're gone,
together.
Two hearts lost in space, and in each other,
till the end of time, perhaps.