(deleted bookmark posts because my friend reminded me that watermarks exist, will repost when done adding them)
I want to go over each part of my kingdom and do the layouts that I have in my head but omg so much work.
You know…I get really discouraged that I’m doing my world building badly, that my character development and my development of the environment they’re in is just horrible.
Then I read books like A Game of Thrones and I breath a sigh of relief. My world building is not off base, my characters fit their environments and my environments are being created well. It also lets me know about the things I need to develop more; currency, animals, more descriptions of surroundings, etc.
Never forget to read the genre you want to write! It can not only reassure you that you’re doing what needs to be done, but also remind you of the things you may have forgotten.
I fear the future.
I fear change.
I fear what time will bring.
But most of all…
I fear not moving.
I fear being stuck.
I fear what time will not bring.
I’m currently reading A game of Thrones and I have to say….Cersei IS a bitch. A pure bitch cunt. Anyone who thinks that’s sexist is a fucking idiot and it proves that they only look at someones sex and not their actions. The woman is HORRIBLE. I’m not even 200 pages in and she’s already got me hating her.
My husband grabbed my bookmarks off the shelf and kept chanting “sell them, sell them, sell them!” so I told him that’s what I wanted the stupid laminator for! He wants me to sell stuff, and I want to sell stuff, but I want to make everything look super professional and shit :x
My friend showed me that Brazillian “art” project where people are basically having orgies/fingering each others butts and becoming human centipedes without the surgery, and I’m sick of people attempting pseudo-intellectual shock value pieces and calling it art.
I have more bookmarks than anyone really needs. I keep printing one of each of my designs as a “sample” of sorts and there are a lot of them…A LOT.
Finally decided what to do for my “To The Pool” bookmark! I’ll print one out later and see what it looks like :D
If I were fearless I’d write with everything in me…
my words soaring into the sky and crashing down into oblivion without a care as to what injuries they sustained because their freedom would mean more to them.
I would finish whole books in a week, peddle out stories as if they were worth a penny a piece but in reality they would be filled with priceless fantasy and unmatched prose.
If only I were fearless…
unbound and unhinged…
Capable of throwing caution to the wind and allowing my world to open into the deepest depths it were capable of,
if only I could sail my ship out into the waters of that deep pool from which we all drink the words that fuel our hearts and unleash our imaginations,
if only I were brave enough to catch the biggest fish there and bring it ashore to bask in it’s greatness.
But here I am…
fearing that if I continue out I’ll drown…
fearing that there is nothing for me in those depths…
fearing my own mediocrity but knowing there is so much more I can become if only I were brave enough to sail out and find it.