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Writing with Colors

A list of resources to help you describe different colors in your writing.

The Color Thesaurus A collection of infographics that show various shades of different colors, each shade/color labeled by name.

Color Reference Chart Another collection of infographics that show various shades of different colors, each shade/color labeled by name.

Hair Color Reference Chart A collection of infographics that show various shades of different hair colors, each shade/color labeled by name.

Eye Color Reference Chart A collection of infographics that show various shades of blue, brown, and green eye colors, each shade/color labeled by name.

Different Ways to Describe Hazel Eyes A list of ideas and suggestions for describing hazel eyes. Can be used as prompts or for brainstorming.

Different Ways to Describe Green Eyes A list of ideas and suggestions for describing green eyes. Can be used as prompts or for brainstorming.

Different Ways to Describe Blue Eyes A list of ideas and suggestions for describing blue eyes. Can be used as prompts or for brainstorming.

Different Ways to Describe Brown Eyes A list of ideas and suggestions for describing brown eyes. Can be used as prompts or for brainstorming.

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You don’t need to say “She was sad.” Show me the untouched coffee gone cold. The half-written text that never gets sent. The way she laughs at a joke and then immediately looks away. People don’t announce their emotions, they live them, they try to hide them, they pretend they’re fine when they’re not. Make your readers feel it between the words.

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Only entry in 2023

It has been hard since I stopped using weed. Even writing here has a pattern of dependance madness. It seems like my journals here were mostly the times that I was on weed and the difference between my writing style, on and out of it, is an obvious read. Albeit, I am dedicated to continue doing this even though I feel tired and don’t feel thankful by the end of the day. As the old adage goes, “fake it till you make it” blah blah lol. So, here it goes… I am thankful for waking up today with lots of love from my sons and my husband. It is hard to wake up in this weather nowadays and with the winter coming up, it is not getting any easier. I am thankful for my co-workers and the wonderful people at the coffee shop. Ana, who’s a fashionista in my eyes with his navy beret on her blonde hair, paired with navy trench coat to match her beautiful smile. I never thought, I would get such a compliment from a woman like her, “Oh that’s so nice that you work in a bank! Maybe, you’ll be a president one time.”. I really appreciate that compliment from her because it feels genuine and she is saying that as a preface from our first meeting when she complimented me for my apparent hard work. So, I am thankful for my husband as well for reminding me of how hard and serious I am of my work and that it fosters good relationship with other people. He said that over our meal at a taco place. I am thankful that I am on this trying to be clean journey with Garrett as we sealed it with our pinky swear.

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My only entry in my diary 2024

I have said that I am depressed countless of times but, I think I am more convinced that I l, instead, have a huge disconnect to the world and to myself.

One finding that I read says that one of the causes of feeling such disconnect is trauma. That makes sense because, since I was a child, I have tried so many times to live in another world. Through my day and night I dreamt to escape to an alternate reality, hopefully a better reality. This caused me to forgot a lot of things, particularly THE fun things. I mostly write bad stories or my bad day in my diary because honestly it is what stuck through my day and what my brain processed. Probably, this was the result of being in a dangerous household because of beatings, cheatings and all shit things. So, I forced my mind to make up realities in my head to my favor or you can say to my “happiness”, at its lowest meaning in my life.

Regardless, I have hope in changing that. I have hope ever since I got flashbacks of good times from my childhood and past life events. It was nice to remember them but, it was also sad. Because I wasn’t present enough on that time, I forgot to give value back and care enough to the people that made a positive impact on me.

So here I am writing a plan on how to be present:

🌅 every morning - either shower or straight to brushing teeth and, most importantly, no background or anything. Focus and be mindful of surroundings.

🖇️ in between work - watch anything you like and anything you want to do, to distress

🖼️ after work - de-stress for an hour, nothinf for an hour!

☑️ mindfulness walking/yoga- 20minutes

☑️ jog outside for 30 mins

☑️ mindfulness cleaning - 10 -30 minutes

☑️ play with everyone for 1 hour

🌃 winding down- peacefully trying to fall asleep so, write things to be grateful for today and read a book or actively watch a tv show without any distractions.

I don’t want to bombard myself with plentiful of do’s or I want to be realistic with my goals. Nevertheless, I am overly guaranteed that this initial method will help.

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Lol. Nothing really happened!!!!!!!

Ahhhhh

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wowww i sure do know how to self sabotage. Is it self-sabotage? That is a question that I ask of myself after four hours of rotting on bed with scrolling short video content.

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I dont even go to tiktok.

But the clock ticks and I snooze and snooze. Not to go back to sleep but to continue laying on my bed from morning till noon. I said, after thirty minutes of scrolling through these I am going to get up and start making things happen for the day. Nah ah, didn’t happen until it is few hours before my husband comes home. I had to make the bed and prepare his food. Not because I was obligated to do so (even though I was kind of because he’s working everyday), I just don’t want anyone to see me just getting up from letting hours and hours of scrolling pass by.

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This essay could’ve been better and written by an experienced writer only if I had put in more time since I quit. I told myself I’m going to practice more “show, not tell” writing and work on expressing sensory details without blurting words off my mouth like this! Ugh!

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So, now I lay on bed at @1:25 am ranting to non-existent people and figuring out how this day went through a social media. Another toxic trait in my list. My list of toxic traits have been adding up as I become more self-aware. I am actually concerned for the people that I come across—-especially, with my nasty attitude sometimes.

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This is not betterhelp. This is not a therapy. I think I’m a bit twisted in the mind when I do this. Almost comparing myself to someone in an institute who talks to a wall.

Tick tick…it’s been four minutes. And I am running out of things to say! I’m lazy this way. I’m lazy to show,not tell bullcrap because it’s too much work and tedious. Am I really a writer if I feel this way? Or am I just a complainer? Yesterday, I found myself relating to surrealism.

Surrealism is an art form of validation of the complexities of my thoughts. I am uneasy to declare my states of mental fog when I am not sure if that is the case for someone like me. An immigrant from a place where speaking your thoughts were shunned down to conformity. Once a child who found herself a notebook to write her emotions when she found no one in the room wants to listen. A learner who focused on physical acceptance to rise among spits of bodily appearance. A native, who dismissed Filipino language courses in school because English will do me better.

None of it made me any good when it comes to this journey. I practice more often of the right words to say before meeting a person. Hoping that the receiver won’t find my intentions offensive and in fact with a hard goal to impress an aspect of my intellectuality. Because I read books, I read books of fiction to transcend to a new reality. You can also call me a pick-me girl for even looking down upon people who focuses on parties and being outside

Im deadass tired right now and it’s so ironic, ridiculous and such a dichotomy of what kind of writer I want to be. I want to perform surrealism and that means functioning in automatism. Literally blurting things out into existence without hesitation yet I burden myself with corrective action word per word. I think I am not going to be a good and influential writer if I just bleh..

Bleh is easier to do and I see it as a cop out. I bear this knowledge that it should be perfect as I write and grammatically incorrect is okay at max. But, SHOW SHOW SHOW and not tell. Oh such a burden to do so! Diary of whimpy kid did more telling right? Youtubers rant a lot right? Journalist, journalists just get straight to the point. They made it. So what is the difference between me blurting things out because, I want to function in automatism? Vs. conforming to literature rules? Why do we strive to be perfect? Im tired and the last task I subconsciously assigned myself with is to ask chatgpt how did I do with my writing. Rate it from 1-10 and I’ll probably get a 6 for this.

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Oh it is so tempting nowadays to just utilize chatgpt for mywriting when the—moneymaking brain in a short span of time—is prevailing my thoughts. Life is hard nowadays, you can’t even find time to just create. Too much time spend on decompressing from all the stressors in life. But what am I complaining about right? Scoff scoff. I am a writer in a way that most writers suffered greatly as well in making ends meet. I just wish that it is easier to feel safer and content of what I have and just focus on witnessing and creating life. But man, the news out there breaks my heart. That sometimes I don’t even feel like I am cut out to be a journalist with all of this mental load.

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I am speaking and not writing. Writing, I need a proper definition of writing to myself. It’s not speaking ONLY it is also what? Not sure. I know that it is not ranting.

Ask google.

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I have come to appreciate the use of GIF in computer texting either through desktop or a handphone. It is simple yet compact with meaning and a tad bit of emotional attachment to it. It brings security to both sender and receiver that “hey, i acknowledge and recognize you. I feel the same way for you too.” With an addition of “I don’t know what else to say but we are not really close so here is a ‘Merry Christmas’ GIF to remind you that you exist in my world’. Staunchly I believe that it is enough to secure a bond withstanding the thickness of it. People or to narrow it down, human beings are a glob of nuances

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Mitani Takuya

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L’ Amour de Pierrot, 1920 by Salvador Dalí

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Neophilia

i am going to be honest and unapologetic this time around. Im not even going to edit this post as I go through, it is free for fault. I don’t even know if that was the right grammar for it. But, today or tonight marks an accounting of my thoughts, experiences, process and memories of my journey. My journey to become an investigative journalist! For a sec I found, by default, editing through my words for two words! Again! Even just now! Erase erase erase. I am trying to stop stop doing that and just commit to whatever my mind lands on. For this nook of the internet is my safe space. So going back I will be documenting everything here and provide a space that will let me explore this journey properly. And if you happen to stumble upon here, welcome to the ride! So, first agenda! BE CURIOUS.

I searched up on Google—-the new god of the century—-about curiosity. For what the technical meaning is and what it takes to be curious. Oh! Before that, I shouldve said this first well I couldve interject this part smoothly…anyways. I was thinking of what kind of journalist I would want to be? *Ive been. No! I was! Because I have a clear picture now of what kind of journalist i want to be. An investigative journalist. I came up to the conclusion after countless of stories in different genres that I consumed day in and day out. I was self-aware for the most part by checking or tuning in to myself if this piece is something that truly peaks my interest. One day I found myself being interested in filmography and I wanted to write about that. Then I found myself imagining myself as a correspondent or a docu journalist with my own segment in a channel. Pretty big huh? I thought I can be useful to more people If I become a private investigator journalist for the public? If that makes sense. Kind of like an FBI —-yeah like an FBI. Then I wanted to sneak in the party pads of celebrities especially their yacths and mansions. Yesterday, I found myself looking at the mirror and proud of the fit that I managed to fix. And thought, perhaps I can be a lifestyle or fashionista journalist. It was a mess in the head and it clearly took a mental toll in me. Didnt help when Nana’s echoing voice roared in my head after I told her that I quit my bank job, “You should’ve held your butt on your chair! That was dumb!”. She is not my first hater in life and in fact she is not even a hater. She is the person I would think who really wants the best for me unlike the rest of the haters I have come to known since I was a kid. They wanted to see me fall and Nana doesn’t. And so, there was an added pressure of I really gotta prove myself. So! I can’t be loosey ducky here and I should really get it straight and work on a plan.

Finally! I plan to become a full-fledged investigative journalist because that’s what I thought would allow me to explore any type of questions that I have in my life. I was boxed in a category my entire life and when I was washing the dishes I realized that! I thought to myself, hold up! Why do I have to box myself as either a political journalist, a life journalist etc etc. I will write whatever I want and with whatever order I want. Oh also sprinkle sprinkle of some creative writing for my own fictional autobiography. Eheh.

So here I was, I asked google. What does it take to become an investigative journalist? Here’s what AI gemini recommended to me:

“To be a successful investigative journalist, you need a strong combination of curiosity, persistence, excellent research skills, a keen eye for detail, the ability to source credible information, strong interviewing techniques, a deep understanding of relevant laws and ethics, and the courage to pursue stories that may be controversial, often requiring months of dedicated work to uncover and verify information before publishing.”

We start with being ‘Curious’

And so I thought I sho—-this post has a lot of ‘I thought’

I should stop doing that. I can use better words to express my ruminations? Ehhh I need to read more dictionary. Therefore, I start with the definition of the word Curious.

I am currently reading its definition and I will update about my learnings once I am done. As a reminder to myself and to anyone who will be reading this and expecting a continuation…

Becoming an investigative journalist requires months of dedicated work. MONTHS. I will be okay for not accomplishing the milestones that I or the society have imposed on me on a certain period, time or age. I can accomplish them in my own time. To be fair, I have accomplished more than enough in a span of two months.

I am writing more.

I am reading more. I just read and finished two books! I couldnt finish a book in a month before! (Before, I couldnt finish a book in a month)

I have published two works. (Clearly need more editing and to remember mental note: edit edit edit personally before publishing. Never put sole trust on AI for grammar issues. Hey! That’s why I am taking ESOL for my first semester)

I pulled myself out of the matrix!!! Wooohooo. I am looking and living life in my own terms! My own fucking terms. I can’t fucking waste that now right?

So, I’m okay. I am alive and I am curious.

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i am really the product of my father and my mother’s meshed persona. I get upset over things that my mom would get upset of, i would break and sabotage myself just like what my dad and I would refuse to look inwardly just like both of them.

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Is it even possible for a lady to travel by herself? I am reading a well told story authored by a tall white guy. It is based on a chapter of his life in his lens of journalism and personal growth. He went on expeditions in a method that I would go about it. The only difference is I’m a tiny lady that If I hitchhike from, let’s say, metro manila to baguio, it’ll be impossible. I may be abducted and kidnapped in two days. But, maybe I am just being shortsighted and have always assumed the worst in people. As a creator, I get inspirations from new experiences that sometimes rekindles beautiful memories in the past. If not that, continues to seek the truth and share the truth. Perhaps, my weighted rumination hinders those possibilities and all it takes is just trying. Ughhh but then that makes me think if I really want to be in journalism or creative writing?

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I have quit my corporate job to embark on this writing journey. Wish me luck!

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It’s as if there’s a rope that keeps pulling me to the other side, the place where my perspective of the world is translated through the art of writing. Devastatingly, if I let loose and let go of my grip to the pedestal then I might go hungry.

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She does art, writing and drawing. A lot of people would say that her femininity is traditional yet has a strong sense of fierceness. She will give you all the smiles from the world while gaping to your soul through your eyes. The complexities of the reality bores her so, she finds amusement from deciphering arts. Any form of art…

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MASTERPOST (PT. 2)

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For romance writing prompts, plotting tips & more, check out: MASTERPOST PT. 1

⭐Dialogue

Writing Dialogue 101

Crying-Yelling Dialogue Prompts

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⛰️Words to Use Instead Of...

Synonyms for "Walk"

Synonyms for “feeling like”

Words To Use Instead of "Look"

Words to Use Instead Of...(beautiful, interesting, good, awesome, cute, shy)

Said is dead

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🔠Vocab Lists

Nervous Tension Vocab

Kiss Scene Vocab

Fight Scene Vocab

Haunted House Inspo & Vocab

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👁️‍🗨️Setting & Description

Common Scenery Description Tips

2012 School Setting Vibes - follower question

Describing Food in Writing

Describing Cuts, Bruises and Scrapes

Using Description and Setting Meaningfully

How Different Types of Death Feel

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🗡️Weapons & Fighting Series:

Writing Swords

Writing knives and daggers

Writing Weapons (3): Staffs, Spears and Polearms

Writing Weapons (4): Clubs, Maces, Axes, Slings and Arrows

Writing Weapons (5): Improvised Weapons

Writing Weapons (6): Magical Weapons and Warfare

Writing Weapons (7): Unarmed Combat

Writing Female Fighters

Writing Male Fighters

Writing Armour

Writing Group Fights

Writing Battles At Sea

Erotic Tension in Fight Scenes

Pacing for Fight Scenes

Writing a Siege Warfare

Different Genres, Different Fight Scenes.

Making Fight Scenes Sound Nicer

Fight Scenes For Disabled Characters

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🌎Worldbuilding

Constructing a Fictional Economy

Homosexuality in Historical Fiction

Writing Nine Circles of Hell

Writing Seven Levels of Heaven

Master List of Superpowers

Magic System Ideas 

A Guide to Writing Cozy Fantasy

Dark Fantasy How-To

Dark Fantasy Writing Prompts

Dark, Twisted Fairytale Prompts

Fantasy World Cultural Quirks 

Fantasy Nobel Ranks: A List

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🌠Symbolism in Writing

Plant Symbolisms 

Weather Symbolisms

Symbols of Death

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🪄Writing Magic

Writing Magicians - the basics

Writing Magic Systems

Magical Training Options for Your Characters

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📋Other!

List of Fantasy Subgenres

Beauty is Terror: A List

The Pirate's Glossary

Storyediting Questions to Ask

Writing Multiple WIPs Simultaneously

Idea Generation Exercises for the Writer

Book Title Ideas

Picking the Right Story For You

What If God Dies in Your Story 

International Slang, Slang, Slang!

10 Great Love Opening Lines 

How to Insult Like Shakespeare

Serial Killer Escape Manual

Best Picrew Character Generators for Your Characters!

How to Write Faster

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Writing Tips Master Post

Character writing/development:

Character Arcs

Making Character Profiles

Character Development

Comic Relief Arc

Internal Conflict

Creating Distinct Characters

Suicidal Urges/Martyr Complex

Creating Likeable Characters

Writing Strong Female Characters

Writing POC Characters

Character Voices

Plot devices/development:

Intrigue in Storytelling

Enemies to Lovers

Alternatives to Killing Characters

Worldbuilding

Misdirection

Consider Before Killing Characters

Foreshadowing

Narrative:

Emphasising the Stakes

Avoid Info-Dumping

Writing Without Dialogue

1st vs. 2nd vs. 3rd Perspective

Fight Scenes (More)

Transitions

Pacing

Dialogue Tips

Writing Cheating

Worldbuilding:

Worldbuilding: Questions to Consider

Creating Laws/Rules in Fantasy Worlds

Book writing:

Connected vs. Stand-Alone Series

A & B Stories

Writer resources:

Writing YouTube Channels, Podcasts, & Blogs

Online Writing Resources

Outlining/Writing/Editing Software

Writer help:

Losing Passion/Burnout

Overcoming Writer's Block

Fantasy terms:

How To Name Fantasy Races (Step-by-Step)

Naming Elemental Races

Naming Fire-Related Races

Ask games:

Character Ask Game #1

Character Ask Game #2

Miscellaneous:

1000 Follower Special

Writing Fantasy

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Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus, originally published: 1977