#Relatable writing

[catiandchocolate]

What people expect when I say I’m a writer: writing a whole novel

What I actually do: get into a fandom or come up with an original idea, go to sleep every night thinking of the story, make imaginary scenarios and Pinterest boards, make Spotify playlists, and finally sit down to write it out 2 months later only to get another idea and abandon the story. Repeat the cycle.

[and-corn]

B I G N E W S !

I've made an art book and the Kickstarter is about to launch! It has writing, illustrations, and comics similar to this one! It's called Waving at Airplanes and it's probably the largest project I've ever done (I'm quite proud of it).

The book will also include this comic, this one, plus this, and this - AND 6 additional, never-before-seen comics/illustrations! So if you happen to like those comics, it would mean a lot if you considered getting the book! You can check out the Kickstarter page here!

Since the artwork is already done, the Kickstarter is really just a pre-order (to cover the cost of having the books printed and shipped). It launches on 9/9/2024 and will last 4 weeks!

Thank you! These comics may not be my most popular, but they are the most personal to me, and the support for them is really special.

[oros-ash3s]

this idea has been done and will be done again… this idea has been done and will be done again. not all of my writing has to be entirely original. people will read my works for the creative intricacies that I weave through each of them. it does not matter if my works have similarities, it’s what makes them so entirely mine. this idea has been done and will be done again. nothing is truly original. this idea has been done and will be done again. this idea has been done and will—

[sadclichee]

you know, you should never limit yourself when it comes to writing. like just now as im doing a lil worldbuilding i was like "wait that doesnt make sense bc thats not accurate because that never happened in real life" but it doesnt matter because its not real life so i can make up whatever i want 😌

[halimamis]

I have Three writing projects but I’m daydreaming about a Fourth one instead

[defnotcassidy]

I’d say around 90-95% of my writing is googling synonyms and crying.

[moonwolfbythevoid]

ok but really, your blorbos doing those little human things together

Cooking an egg in the kitchen while the other rants about all the spam mail they’ve been getting lately. Person A takes a sip of coffee, hiding a smile behind the rim. They know B would rather receive the spam for the rest of their life than have to spend fifteen seconds clicking the unsubscribe button.

Yes, give me the angsty trauma-filled nightmares, but what about A explaining the dream they had last night that they can barely remember while B listens patiently as they second-guess every other thing they think happened until it’s all a convoluted mess and they’re on the floor laughing insisting that it really did make sense when they were asleep.

What about arguing over who has to get up and answer the door to get the food they doordashed? (or whatever the fantasy equivalent would be).

And fighting about the hot water running out?

Person A stubbing their toe and letting out a stream of curses so profound that B comes running just to make sure they’re okay.

Give me the little moments that don’t mean much, but add up to mean everything.

[areallivegirl7]

No one talks about how writing an OC inserted into canon is so creatively stunting?

like, I finally got to write deviated from canon and it’s like the flood gates opened and I spilled out 1,500 words. Good words too! is this how it is for everyone else?

[kitthekat17]

i love using commas

nobody will understand my love for adding pauses in between my sentences, like, it just feels so good

idk

[catiandchocolate]

That feeling when you finally lock in and now you’re in your story, watching your characters, smelling the air, feeling the tension, the pain and happiness. And then the story suddenly disappears and you find yourself back at your desk, the blank page now filled with words. What was once a bright blue sky now has swirls of pink and orange, and the sun is setting, casting a golden light on your wall. You lost track of time and you wish you could go back.

[call-me-chips]

Oc's lore is lore-ing

I love making my babies suffer 🥰🥰

[oros-ash3s]

I know people hate repetition but one thing about me is I CANNOT escape it. Repetition has me in a chokehold and it’s not letting go anytime soon

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩

[starryduvet]

[halimamis]

Relatable writing scenarios

Some days I write 5,000 words in one sitting, and other days I stare at the god-damn computer like, 'What’s a verb again?'

[hybriddhthepoet]

The Weight of Silver by HybridDH

second, second, second.

Is that all I am?

Is that all I’ll ever be?

A shadow in someone else’s victory,

A quiet name, a quiet smile,

Holding back the hurt all the while.

second, second, second…

It’s okay, I tell myself,

If they’re happy, I’ll stay on the shelf.

Their joy means more than the place I stand,

I’m just here—offering a steady hand.

I did my best, gave all I had,

But maybe second isn’t so bad.

second, second, second.

I’m learning to be fine with that,

No need to wear the winner’s hat.

As long as they shine, as long as they glow,

I’ll stay behind, I’ll let them go.

What’s a trophy but a piece of gold?

I still have warmth; I’m not left cold.

But… sometimes…

Sometimes I wonder,

If I could have done more,

If I could’ve pushed just a little harder,

Would I have stood at the top, instead of under?

Would the world have seen me, too,

If I had been bold, if I had pushed through?

second, second, second.

I carry the weight, I bite my tongue,

It’s alright, I tell myself—I’m still young.

There’s time to win, time to shine,

But what if it’s never mine?

What if second is where I always stay—

A step behind, watching the day?

SECOND, SECOND, SECOND!

WHY IS THAT ALL I EVER HEAR?

I DID BETTER, I WORKED HARDER—WHY ARE THEY THERE AND I’M STUCK HERE?!

I WASN’T JUST CLOSE, I WAS PERFECT, I KNOW I WAS!

YET HERE I STAND, IN THE SHADOWS, BECAUSE… BECAUSE WHY?!

SECOND, SECOND, SECOND!

I AM NOT OKAY WITH THAT!

I WANTED FIRST, I DESERVED FIRST!

WHY SHOULD I WATCH FROM THE SIDELINES,

WHILE THEY BATHE IN THE LIGHT, WHILE THEY RISE?!

THEIR VICTORY FEELS LIKE MY LOSS,

AND I’M THE ONE PAYING THE COST!

SECOND, SECOND, SECOND!

DON’T THEY SEE?! DON’T THEY KNOW?!

I GAVE EVERYTHING, I BENT, I BROKE!

BUT NO ONE CARES FOR THE SECOND PLACE NAME,

THEY ONLY REMEMBER WHO WON THE GAME!

I AM BETTER THAN THIS!

I SHOULD HAVE WON, I WAS THE BEST!

BUT I’M HERE, SILENCED, LIKE I NEVER GAVE MY ALL.

IT WASN’T LUCK THAT PUT ME THERE,

IT WAS BLOOD, IT WAS SWEAT, IT WAS TEARING MY SOUL BARE!

AND YET, WHAT DO I HAVE TO SHOW?!

A SILVER BADGE? A HOLLOW GLOW?!

NO! IT’S NOT ENOUGH!

IT’S NEVER ENOUGH, AND IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN MINE!

I WANT WHAT’S RIGHTFULLY MINE,

I DESERVE TO BE FIRST, NOT FORGOTTEN IN TIME!

I’M TIRED OF SMILING WHILE THEY TAKE MY PLACE—

IT SHOULD BE ME, NOT A SHADOWED FACE!

second, second, second…

The anger simmers, but begins to fade.

It was all I could be, for now.

Maybe, just maybe, I’ll be okay somehow.

The fire inside still flickers bright,

But the rage cools in the softening night.

I tried my best, I gave my heart,

And even though I wasn’t first, I played my part.

Next time, though…

Next time, I’ll try again.

I’ll climb the ladder, I’ll take the win.

second, second, second.

The sting has dulled, it’s quieter now.

I’ll rise again, but I don’t need a crown.

I’ll fight, I’ll push, I’ll grow in skill,

And soon enough, I’ll crest that hill.

I won’t let this hold me down,

Won’t drown in thoughts of defeat, no frown.

This isn’t where my journey halts—

It’s just a pause, a lesson from faults.

I’ll push, I’ll stay strong,

Even if the wait feels long.

I’ll earn my place, I’ll earn my crown,

No more self-pity, no more looking down.

second, second, second…

It’s where I stand today, but not forever.

I’ll rise higher, I’ll sever

These chains of doubt, this silent sting,

One day, I’ll be first—just watch, you’ll see everything.

If I fall short again, I’ll rise once more,

Because second today doesn’t shake my core.

I’m more than this, I know my worth—

And one day, I’ll take my rightful first.

No more anger, no more pain,

Just focus, steady like the rain.

I’ll train, I’ll push, I’ll give it my best,

And one day, I’ll stand above the rest.

second, second, second…

I’ll wear it for now, with a quiet grace.

But I know deep down, I’ll find my place.

The time will come when the world will see—

I’m not second forever, and soon I’ll be free.

So, I’ll keep moving, I won’t slow down,

I’ll earn that gold, I’ll earn my crown.

Because today’s defeat is tomorrow’s drive—

And with each step forward, I’ll truly thrive.