What If I Post About It Instead Surely Thats The Same Thing

if i have to tell you i lose as the writer.. if you can figure it out yourself i win

-from "on writing", on the idea of showing not telling as a writer

i might be cooking on an idea for The mekamechanic slow burn fanfiction of all time.

a list of 100+ buildings to put in your fantasy town

academy

adventurer's guild

alchemist

apiary

apothecary

aquarium

armory

art gallery

bakery

bank

barber

barracks

bathhouse

blacksmith

boathouse

book store

bookbinder

botanical garden

brothel

butcher

carpenter

cartographer

casino

castle

cobbler

coffee shop

council chamber

court house

crypt for the noble family

dentist

distillery

docks

dovecot

dyer

embassy

farmer's market

fighting pit

fishmonger

fortune teller

gallows

gatehouse

general store

graveyard

greenhouses

guard post

guildhall

gymnasium

haberdashery

haunted house

hedge maze

herbalist

hospice

hospital

house for sale

inn

jail

jeweller

kindergarten

leatherworker

library

locksmith

mail courier

manor house

market

mayor's house

monastery

morgue

museum

music shop

observatory

orchard

orphanage

outhouse

paper maker

pawnshop

pet shop

potion shop

potter

printmaker

quest board

residence

restricted zone

sawmill

school

scribe

sewer entrance

sheriff's office

shrine

silversmith

spa

speakeasy

spice merchant

sports stadium

stables

street market

tailor

tannery

tavern

tax collector

tea house

temple

textile shop

theatre

thieves guild

thrift store

tinker's workshop

town crier post

town square

townhall

toy store

trinket shop

warehouse

watchtower

water mill

weaver

well

windmill

wishing well

wizard tower

hey you look so cool :)

thanks so much! im still working on building this tumblr out but it's a really cool space to be creative

my friend & i are also working on a sideblog for our writing--it just feels good to have a little outlet space !

my fave writing reminder

honestly, this phrase has been on my mind more times than i can count. i've kidnapped it, taken it as a hostage with no ransom money because i need it to live permanently in my head.

me trying to piece back together my character after giving them the most tragic insane and inescapable backstory imaginable

I can fix him [drill sound] [screaming] [chainsaw revving]

yes sometimes books/fics are just way too corny. but sometimes you need to be willing to participate to get what the author is trying to deliver. like a roller coaster or a horror movie, you have to decide to partake in the experience or thrill instead of trying to be above it

i'm still learning about tumblr... do people.. look for mutuals on here? ive been writing for my entire life but im trying to get back into it in my old age (literally 25)

i'd love to make writing mutuals and like/support each others works whenever we have the time or just support each other in the writing journey !! reblog or follow or like or whatever & we can be mutuals !!

➜ fandom: genshin impact ➜ content: kaeya x reader, mutual yearning, childhood/old friends, alcohol, nsfw implied, friends with benefits, the one that got away, oneshot, pyro!reader, mild jealousy, banter, intentional lowercase ➜ words: 1k

  ↪ 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚.

       you had started making specialty drinks for angelshare on tuesday nights. you moved back to mondstadt and spent most of your time arranging the furniture in the apartment above lisa’s. If you weren't settling in, you would read on the balcony or have preparatory meetings with jean.

        grandmaster jean had recently appointed you as her medical advisor. years ago, you had been a knight. that was before you went off to sumeru with lisa, a childhood friend, to study.

        you studied field medicine and honed your pyro vision. you did groundbreaking research. you created pyro-infused potions that became long-term solutions for trauma survivors, pioneered sutures that saved hundreds of lives and limbs on the battlefield.

        after the last few years of horrific injuries and tragic deaths, you liked mixing drinks.

you appreciated the simplicity of drunkards like nimrod. you liked to talk to charles, another one of the bartenders, about the weather in the evenings.

        you accepted the gig as a favor to diluc. you owed him a few from years ago, but you considered it a favor to you as well. you liked that your workplace this night wasn’t stained with blood.

        “i’m headed out to clean the tables,” charles said.

        “okay,” you said, not paying much mind.

you reached up onto one of the higher shelves to put back a skinny green bottle of elixir.

        on tuesdays, it was usually the regulars at the tavern. you had come to learn this even in the few weeks you had been back in mondstadt.

        you also learned that could take a breath here. with the impending stress as the new medical advisor for the city, you welcomed a few sips on the tavern's dime.

        you took a small glass vial from her bag, tipping it bottom up into your liquor concoction behind the bar. the vial was a shot of your own creation, one that helped with hangovers too. as you went in for another sip, you heard the movement of a chair as a patron sat down at the counter.

        “what can I get you?” you asked, swallowing and feeling the warmth settle into your chest.

        “what do you recommend these days? i trust you haven’t come all the way from sumeru to not impress your patrons.”

        the familiar, forever-taunting voice made the fire in your chest turn ice.

        “yes,” she said. your tone was still grasping at who was sitting in front of you as you turned to face him. “i do hope i can impress you.”

        “well, that depends. are you free to take a hike to starsnatch cliff?” kaeya asked.

        you felt her face turn red. you remembered being teenagers again, new recruits for the knights together. those days, you would dream up elaborate dares for each other.

        you two always had a case of your beginner potions and kaeya's flask in hand. you would get into trouble all night long and be at training in the morning.

        you had made it to a bed of flowers on starsnatch cliff once, the summer before they never saw each other again. kaeya brought strong tavern wine. you brought your latest experimental enchanted berries. your friendship changed forever that night.

        “when hell freezes over, kaeya,” she said, as calm as you could.

you hardly stifled her embarrassment. you were unsure if the heat in your face was from the liquor settling into your cheeks or your attempts to keep your memories at bay.

        you knew how much he lived to get a reaction from people. once upon a time, you had a foot in front of him in that race.

        “i’m sure with your help, i could make that happen,” he said with a smile.

        “right,” you said.

you reached up onto her tiptoes to grab a goblet from one of the higher shelves in the glassware cabinet.

        “you haven’t grown much,” kaeya said with a laugh.

you could tell from the sing-song of his laugh that he’d been drinking too. you could feel his eyes shamelessly tumble over your body as you reached up.

“would you like some help?”

         “that’s okay,” you said, stubborn as usual.

you set the goblet on the counter in front of him.

“i don’t think master diluc would like you behind the bar.”

        kaeya scoffed, not bothering to hide the roll of his eyes.

        “master?” he drew out. “fancy that. you’re keen on him again.”

        you all but laughed in his face.

        “again,” you repeated. “that was over a decade ago. besides, master diluc is my boss now. i don’t think that would be appropriate.”

        “huh," he said.

he paused for a moment, taking you in your face now too, as if he was tracing over a sketch from his memory with his eyes. you were stricken with the sight of him again too. you couldn't meet his gaze, though. you lingered on the smaller things: the dip in his chin, the long front of his hair that fell over his face.

"you must’ve had a change of heart since i’ve spoken to you last,” kaeya said, tempting your gaze upward to his.

“i didn’t know it bothered you to fraternize with your coworkers.”

        you bit your lip down. whether to keep herself from giggling or snapping at him, you didn’t know. you reasoned it was the wine-mix you'd been drinking that made you end up with a smile, but this denial was familiar to you. to you when every time you were with him.

        “what am I making you?” you asked.

you slid the goblet down to the other end of the bar. you had tall corked bottles lined between the two of you.

        “quite happy,” kaeya said.

his smile looked a little dizzy. his face looked as pink as yours felt, and he leaned into his elbows toward you.

if charles had returned to the bar, you hadn't noticed. the world beyond the space between you didn't seem to exist anymore. like it had always been with kaeya.

        “sure,” kara quipped, a beat late from being lost in the feeling of your reunion. “i can make you a ‘quite happy’.”

        a few pours and shakes later, your new bestselling drink was born. it tasted snappy, and the aftertaste was sweet. indigo glitter danced around in the stillest of glasses.

        when kaeya brought the cup to his mouth for the first time, you felt the warmth in your chest again—like you'd taken a shot from the vial. the drink matched his eyes just right.

— notes from stephen king's "on writing".

I read Stephen King's "On Writing" (well, listened to it) so you don't have to. Whether you need creative inspiration, want some quick writing advice from the book, or didn't read it for an assignment, here you go.

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These notes are only from the "On Writing" portion of the book which comes after the memoir-heavy portion and a section called "Toolbox" which emphasizes the importance of grammar and knowing your craft. The end also has a section called "On Life" which discusses how he was hospitalized after an accident and writing helped him find him way back to himself. Two essays from his sons (one's an interview transcript) about writing and their life with their father are also featured at the end.

[ 𝗢𝗡 𝗪𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 ]

- If you don’t want to work your ass off don’t bother - If you want to be a writer you have to read a lot and write a lot - Reading - "you cannot wish to sweep someone else away by the force if your writing unless it has been done to you" - If you don’t have time to read you don’t have the time or tools to write - Constant reading brings you to a mindset to write more freely, and to know what’s been done before - King talks about 4-6 hours of reading and writing per day - Writing is best when it’s "an inspired plague", writing feeling like work is the kiss of death - King does about 10 pages/2000 words a day - Attributes his success in part to staying active/a healthy body and a healthy relationship - Recommends 1000 words per day as a starting point for writing daily, allowing even one day per week off - Most important part of a writing space is a door to close that says you mean business - You want to get rid of the world around you because you’re creating your own world - Ensure “the muse” knows where you’ll be everyday and when do it will start showing up - He says to not just feel limited to write what you “know”, but what you know includes imagination and feeling too

[ PLOT ]

- King doesn’t plot he believes in giving the story a place to grow - Not just the novels creator but but it’s first reader - The idea of plot wheels when you're stuck, apparently used a lot in the 1920s - Strong situations for writing can be asked as a what if question ( ex what if vampires invaded New York City? ) - An exercise: write 5-6 unplotted pages from a situation - "Description begins in the writers imagination but should be in the readers" - It’s as easy to over describe as it is to under describe - Fresh images, simple vocabulary

[ DIALOUGE ]

- Never tell if you can show us - Dialogue is usually done best by people who like to speak and listen to people (( Don’t love how he just read two slurs out loud in the audiobook version !!?? )) - Talk should be true on the page, no matter ugly or profane, it shows character - If I have to tell you I lose as the writer if you can figure it out yourself I win - If you do your job your characters will come to life and start to do things on their own - Try everything if it works it works if it doesn’t delete it - Hemingway’s “kill your darlings”

[ SYMBOLISM ]

- Symbolism and theme in second draft as things arise … I agree with this I tend to look back and double down on the motifs and patterns that naturally arise in the first draft instead of trying to insert or plan it - Symbolism and the other adornments are bells and whistles, the story is still the most important part

[ THEME ]

- On theme - every book is about something, look at the forest of the book after staring at all the branches closely - Boredom is good for creative jams - Thinking above the curve - Asking yourself what are you writing about/why are you spending the time on this specific story (what’s worth it) - Most writers seem to have the same themes or obsessions in their works.. the same things will likely re-arise throughout your works - Don’t START with theme.. the story idea tends to come first. Once the story is on paper, then ask what it means and work with it

[ REVISION & IDEAL READER ]

- King does 2 drafts and a polish .. rewriting varies by writing - Write the first draft without input from others.. like laying fresh snow without tracks from others yet - When you let someone into the draft don’t let them talk to you about it until you talk to them about it - Take some time off to let your book rest, he suggests about 6 weeks - Waiting makes it feel like someone else’s… it’s easier to kill someone’s else’s darlings rather than your own - Character motivation is something you’ll see better (why did a character do X or Y if it seems they never would, etc) - He focuses on “big questions” (resonance— what’s it all about and how do I make it clearer without spoon feeding it) mostly in the first read through alongside things like glaring spelling errors, needing clarifying sentences in places - Every novel has an ideal reader in the back of their mind - You can’t let the whole world into your story but you can let in the ones that matter most - Envisioning your ideal reader helps you get outside yourself - Nothing wrong with fast paced novels but you do risk losing the reader or wearing them out, despite modern day publishers sometimes encouraging quick pace - Every story should unfold at its own pace--too slow is a risk too - Look back to "ideal reader" and how they would feel reading the book/the pace (ask: is it over/underexplained to them, etc) - Pacing = “just take out the boring parts” -- kill your darlings, even when it breaks your ego - KILL YOUR DARLINGS !!! - Second draft: first draft-10% !! - In general, reader more interested in what’s going to happen than what already happened (re: clunky backstory) - A) everyone has a history, b) most of it isn’t very interesting.. stick to the parts that are - Research should be as far in the background as you can get it -- remember you're writing a novel, not a research paper

[ WRITING CLASSES ]

- I have a lot of my own ideas about these since my degree is in writing, but I agree with some of the points King made that they're beneficial in ways but also put your writing on the spot a bit too much, expose your writing to empty critiques, and can end up giving you some writers block by making you feel you need to write something "important" or within a certain topic, etc.... - You learn the most by writing and reading more... you don't really NEED any writing classes. (My personal favorite part was engaging with other writers) - Intellectually stimulating and fun but often lack the "nuts and bolts" of writing

[ PUBLISHING ]

- Publishers are mostly looking for hot new writers who can write and sell a lot of books - Not all agents are good agents - "The most important thing you can do is read the market" - Get smaller magazines and stories published (being able to supply a list, even short, of reputable publications) - "You cant make them like their story, but you can make it easier for them to try to like it" -- go in looking like a professional, word counts and correct paper and staples and cover letters, etc (small cover letter example in the book) - Being a new writer you need to remember that anyone can publish an ad as a literary agent or claiming to be one

King says a lot of his writing knowledge feels more like instinct .. and he has written because it fulfills him for the buzz and the joy ("if you can do it for the joy, you can do it forever"). "Writing isn't life, but it can be a way back to life".

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The notes are largely unedited because they were originally just for me, but I hope someone gleans something from them!