#is supposed to be creatve

[skellymom]

Uh...one of my OC's is NONVERBAL. So yeah I'm gonna italicize that Force Sensitive conversation they have with the people around them!

AND, it's gonna be blue because that is the color vibration of the Force they speak in.

(By the way, please go read my ongoing Star Wars The Bad Batch fan fic "Vagabonds". Will you please support a poor fledgling fanfic writer???)

Also, I like to emphasize my characters speech pattern with CAPITAL LETTERS. And I love to use slang and pigeon language when characters are speaking to show their personalities. So pry that out of my cold dead hands.

I do this because I'm a visual writer, writing for my visual readers.

And we now have a medium and the means to do all sorts of fun, different things with words. If you need an "analog" example read "House of Leaves" by Mark Danielewski.

This is MY hill. I shall die upon it!

Bwahahaha!

writing advice: never italicize words to show emphasis! if you’re writing well then the reader will know and you don’t need them!

me: oh really??? listen up, pal, you can just try an pull italics from my cold, dead fingers

[fallendownfallenback]

Hi, you might remember me as the Anon who absolutely riddled this blog with asks about everything from the biggest plot points to the most minor of details that had never even crossed your mind earlier this year. Well, I'm back! :D And while I can't really think of a decent question to actually ask, on account of me having about as much creativity as a... Non-creatve thing, I guess (Case in point), I still reallllllly want to read your rambles about this fic, so, idk, talk plotty to me. :P

Ah yeah I remember you! You gave me a lot of fun excuses to talk and a few headaches over details I’d never bothered to think out.

Oh gosh....it’s hard to know what to talk about, honestly lol. I’ve always got so much to say about this fic, but so much of it...I just can’t talk about yet, and what little eloquence I can usually maintain when discussing this story is apparently lost to me right now. Honestly it’s -- I don’t know if this is the kind of “talking” you’re looking for, but it’s something -- it’s been a weird year for me with this fic? It’s never a project that’s far from my mind, but I’ve been so caught up with my real life and other projects, that it’s not gotten the time or attention it deserves, despite my best intentions. I suppose I’m frightened on some level, because I’m finally staring down the end of the Lab Arc within a few chapters, and it’s been a long-time coming to reach Act 3, which was the first act ever outlines for this fic, that I find myself worried it won’t be what I hoped it would. That I’ll do it wrong.

It’s just...amazing to think how far this fic has brought me, and how much it’s changed me. I was sixteen when I started writing Not As Simple, and now I’ll be nineteen in less than five months. I’ve gone from a high school junior (& college freshman at the same time...my education was weird...) to now a college junior. I declared my major this summer, english lit w/a creative writing focus, and I can honestly say I don’t know if I would have ever made that decision if it weren’t for this fic. It made me love telling a story again. 

And now, desperately needing a reread of this fic to refresh my memory and 10 feet deep in wips for a bunch of other stories that would have not existed without the inspiration of this one, I’m continually amazed that y’all are still here waiting patiently. 

It’s been a long time coming, and I never expected to fall in love with Integrity & the Lab Staff’s stories the way I did, and now -- with only a few chapters of build-up left -- I’m finally staring down telling Patience’s story. The one I wrote this entire fic for and something sixteen year old me could have only dreamed of when I first sketched her out. 

It’s been a long time coming, and I’ve changed a lot as a person and as a writer since I first conceived of this story. I can only hope I get my shit together enough to update more frequently, and deliver to the faithful remaining readers the tale of the child who stole my heart, and taught me to love my overwhelmingly unlikely protagonists all over again.

She and her brother will stand to change Sans so much, through grief and tragedy and love, and ultimately hope. I can only pray they manage to make a fraction of the same impact on the rest of us.

[pwrpixie]

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There is just a couple of things I wanted you to ask yourself — it might help you work somethings out — in the begining there was nothing — creative energy and viod — according to your knowledge god had no form — so my question is — exactly what image would you suppose, if in fact humans were made in his image — there is a correct anwser to this — the creatve energy popped and crackled , it…

[pwrpixie3]

this is an attempt to get back blogs that were deleted

this is an attempt to get back blogs that were deleted

There is just a couple of things I wanted you to ask yourself — it might help you work somethings out — in the begining there was nothing — creative energy and viod — according to your knowledge god had no form — so my question is — exactly what image would you suppose, if in fact humans were made in his image — there is a correct anwser to this — the creatve energy popped and crackled , it…