emotionalmorphine:

lokisweboflies:

roane72:

Honestly, I think the whole “don’t pay the writers” thing boils down to the notion that everybody thinks they can write. It’s the old saw about the novelist at a cocktail party having to hear someone say, for the millionth time, “I’d love to write a book someday.”

Someone–Stephen King? Pretty sure I saw this in a Stephen King foreword–once said they’d like to say to a brain surgeon, “Boy, I’d love to do brain surgery someday.”

We treat “the ability to put words into a sentence” like it’s just the same as “the ability to form a coherent narrative that engenders a variety of emotions within the reader and puts them in a scene and shows them what they didn’t see before”.

And that’s like me drawing a stick figure and saying I’m an artist.

Writers are constantly devalued because everyone thinks they have a book in them and don’t realize the level of skill and commitment it takes to finish even a short story, much less a whole book. 

This goes well beyond fandom, but man, I would’ve hoped fandom would know better.

***REBLOGS AGGRESSIVELY***

This is the truth of the matter right here, folks.

Writing is a skill, just like art, and it’s not something just anyone can do. You have value as a writer and it’s time to remind the world.

depression in the media : *beautiful white girl starring out of the window* i feel so sad sometimes. maybe if i stay in my room forever, it will be like i disappeared forever… it’s almost poetic…

me, a real life depressed person, who is currently having one of these days where i can’t get out of bed : *looking all red and puffy eyed* bitch it’s been fun sobbing for four hours straight but i really need to pee and i don’t have the energy to leave my bed. guess i’ll wait until the urge is so strong it defeats my mental illness.

badgerofthebarricades:

edgebug:

deaddboy:

no one wants to admit they shop at hot topic but we all do 

I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black corset with matching lace around it and a black leather miniskirt, pink fishnets and black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was walking outside Hogwarts. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.