#i was in my drafts thinking i should delete unused drafts (this did not happen lmao)

[akkivee]

genuinely asking: where tf did saburo get this picture from

[theworld-accordingtocasey]

I hate this app some days. You can’t select to cut / delete anything in asks anymore so you have to erase everything which is a pain if you need to reword smth to make the msg fit he character limit or if you spot a typo while you’re further down...!

You can’t select means you can’t COPY what you typed so you have a backup in case tumblr does that stupid thing it does where you send an ask & the green “message sent” thing doesn’t show up so everything you typed is just GONE & the acct will just never even get the damn thing! And you can’t copy more than a paragraph at a time even if it’s one you pasted from your own notepad or whatever which makes it a pain in the ass if you for some reason need to transfer what you typed elsewhere like the aforementioned notepad so iu can safely edit your post without worrying that it will cause a deletion!!! Esp since as I said the damn app can force close at any time so you need to make it a draft each time you try to copy, which means there are like 4 steps to a process that should only take ONE

You also can’t paste which means if you were smart enough to use your phone’s notepad or something else to write down your thoughts before you type it in the app in care it DOES eat the ask you send!!

The new method of tagging means if you don’t hit fucking return once you’re done typing your last one which may happen to max out the singular tag character limit, all he shit you just typed is GONE, when in the past if you leave the tags part of creating a post, ait would automatically save that tag!!!

If your ask has two of the same form of punctuation back to back the message doesn’t send, which i only found out when I tried to send via safari since the app is so unreliable and was told “bad request”. Wtf, there are times I need to be able to use ellipses!!!!

If a message has a < or > it also won’t go thru for me without cutting off anything in the message after that point, if the ask goes thru at all to even begin with!!!!!!

If you’re not careful when you add a pic or read more it will delete entire paragraphs of your posts! Why the hell did I have to master a technique to not have that happen ffs (make at the bottom and then drag to it’s spot, you can’t hurt type it where it goes)!!!!!!!

Also he few choices for colors we can change the text too are ugly and WHY doesn’t the option to underline pop up anymore, why did it need to be replaced by the tiny words option when that could have gone into the typing style / size “Aa” section ???!!!!!!!!!

I used to be able to “add to bookmarks” and “add got reading list” using the share button thing but now I can only do that if I “copy link” which is annoying as shit since if I leave the app for even a few seconds it’s liable to just force close once I try to click back in or just make blue screen and then refresh itself instead of being at the space I was in!!!!!!!!!!!

You would think they’d make a “bookmark” button or something to mark your space so that if you are scrolling, THAT^ happening wouldn’t feel like the extreme inconvenience it is considering you could be who knows how far back in the tags! Which don’t let you search by or start by date!!!!!!!!!!

The tag system is absolute ass!! If “only the first 5 work for the main tag index”then why do posts show up in a tag just cus they’re “related” or also tagged but they’re tag number 27 on the post??? WHICH IS IT

I can’t even “search” tags within my OWN blog reliably, sometimes (more often than not) or tells me “results not found” — I know damn well there is something in the “lol” tag don’t fucking play with me, tumblr!!!!!!!!!!!

ITS SO UNPREDICTABLE AND UNSTABLE!! They keep “updating” but not increasing the user experience add ruining the few things I like about the app!! I’ve been using it since 2011 and it’s never been satisfactory but my God why isn’t it improving!??!???!!! I’M NOT ASKING FOR NEW FEATURES, I’M ASKING FOR THE ONES THAT ALREADY EXIST TO FUNCTION ROPERLY, ALL THE TIME!! ESPECIALLY WITH HOW MUCH MORE WONKY THE APP GETS WHEN THERES AN UPDATE AVAILABLE IN THE APP STORE! THEY PRACTICALLY FORCE YOU TO GET THE UPDATE BC THEY RENDER IT UNUSABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[nomorewritinganxiety-blog]

Nano Dump 1

Day one. I have very little inspiration and almost forgot to write. My roommates were up late last night fighting. It always keeps me awake. There are kids here today. It is distracting. I get frustrated with there being people here all the time that I don’t like. They get in the way of things I want to do. Sometimes they get in the way of things I need to do. I need to get words down though. Maybe these words will turn into a novel, or maybe I will just journal a few thousand words. Either way, I will write this month. Hopefully it will help with the anxiety. Maybe it won’t. (I wish I knew how to add the “read more” button) I should take time to work on a resume and job applications but that is aggravating my anxiety. For now I will leave that alone. I will be uploading all of my writing to my Tumblr. Years ago I did really well on Nano and my mom deleted everything and then wiped my trash. I’m not risking losing my work again. I lost 30,000 words that year and I’m sure it has something to do with my writing anxiety. I have shared some of this before but I’m getting words down. One of the tricks I’m going to have to use this year is mind dumping. That’s not what I wanted to call it but I’m going to write whatever comes to mind whether I like it or not. I am going to make an effort to only use the backspace button to fix spelling mistakes. I am going to make an effort to only edit by adding things. Deleting material is dangerous during Nano even if it is totally useless fluffy words and mind dumpage. There, see almost three hundred words and I haven't stopped myself. I’m keeping the negative thoughts and the editor’s voice in check. I can feel my story bubbling beneath the surface. I can’t access it right now. Maybe if I dump long enough I’ll be able to. I’m sue it isn’t helping that I’m hungry but I don’t have snack food and I’m not going to stop to make dinner. I wonder if Pages has a function of automatic indent when I start a new paragraph. I want to go play with formatting but that’s a procrastination technique. At least mind dumping gets words down on the page. 1,667 words a day to meet my goal. There will be days where I will not have time to write. I will have to write more on those days. That’s ok. Sam. Sam is still a mostly unfinished character. I have a lot of trouble getting in his head. I just tried and it almost stopped me from typing. This is not a readers draft. This is not for an audience. I am getting words on the page. Writing anything at all is better than nothing. It doesn’t have to be productive. This is good. This is more than I have written in a long time. The feeling of anxiety is somewhere else. I need a better writing surface. Stream of consciousness is what this kind of writing is called. That was the word or phrase I was looking for. I guess I’ll call it whatever works though. I need a better writing space but it’s not likely to happen this month. A cafe would work but I don’t want to go somewhere that I can’t bring the dog. There are also comforting things about sitting in my own bed. I don’t have to button my pants if I don't want to. I can go without a bra. I know I won’t be spending money that I don’t have on snacks and drinks. I don’t have to worry about people reading over my shoulder. On the other hand, it’s loud here. I would like a desk. It would be better for my back to be sitting up in a chair. Probably better for my neck too. I’m on a bit of a roll and I don’t want to get up but I need to use the restroom. It’s a bit embarrassing knowing that I’m going to post this to Tumblr and people might read it. It’s not for an audience though. I don’t have to be perfect. My writing doesn’t have to be perfect. I think the roommate is about to leave with the kid. It also sounds like she might be staying the night though. The kid should be in school. I don’t think this kid is homeschooled. She is a brat. Bossy, bitchy, alleyways has an attitude. So loud. Never heard a kid get so loud. Even my sentences are starting to deteriorate. Sometimes I want to wring this kid’s neck. That’s not cool though. There’s a reason that no one who knows me has access to my Tumblr. The roommate might actually be taking the trash out for once. I’m watching my word count rise and I’m proud of myself. It doesn’t matter that it’s all unusable junk. I’m writing. I’m getting words down. I’m not fighting with perfectionism or writers block. Time to break. I have to go to the bathroom. It will not damage my focus. Page two. Almost nine hundred words. The door is open. The dogs can play if they want. Hopefully some of the heat will come in. I’m freezing. Space heater in the other room is not enough. I sound like some sort of proper tortured artist. I think Snicket started some of his work like this. I love my auto correct most of the time but sometime I fight with it. I’m sure if I go back and look there will be plenty of things that I will have to fix that auto correct thought it fixed. It’s a computer program, it can’t think. But Gear can. Things I know about Gear: not distinctly male or female, possibly a robot but more likely a non-binary human, very cool human. There, see, question answered, Gear is a non-binary human. I will have to see how pronouns flow for Gear. Gear is young. Most likely somewhere between 13 and 20. I want to put this section on Tumblr separately as a character bio so I can find it again. Gear has short dark hair and almost pale skin. Not Asian. More greek looking. Gear wears a robe. Not sure if Gear’s robe is Association issued or one of the rebel items. I think the rebels need an official name. Dark hazel eyes. No romantic ties. Sam. Leader of the rebels. I need to get my computer cleaned. Sam has black hair and blue eyes. Light skin. Goes by M. I’m going back and editing for punctuation. I shouldn’t do that. No looking back at the writing until I’ve hit the daily word goal. Punctuation doesn’t count toward word count. I’m getting worse at typing. I shifted position. I think my watch may be bothering me. It was on too tight and in the way of my typing. Words are still coming. Maybe only a few of them are worth anything but I got them down and that’s worth something. Hunter needs a profile. Almost blonde. Green eyes. More tan than Sam. Not as dark as most of the population. I want a diverse cast of characters but feel I am unqualified to write for most of them. I’m hoping it will come anyway. If I don’t focus on that feeling it won’t get in my way. Strong statements. I can do this. Only about four hundred words left today. I can do this. Hunter is a writer. He has a collection of books. Those books come from a recent book banning and burning. I want to write this story as the government is starting to show who they really are. I also want to write it well after they are established because pieces would make more sense that way. I want Sam and Hunter to be involved in the whole creation of the dystopia too though. The washer is making an awful noise. I wonder if they tried to start the dishwasher again. Always breaking things. So distracting. I know where I want this story to go. I can feel bits and pieces of it. I know some of the characters. Getting them to flow from my mind through my fingers and onto the page is a whole different story. I want this to work. I will make this work. I don’t have to put the whole story down in this month. I just want to get back into writing. This is good for me. I’m feeling the type again. This is good. I need to know my topics better when I am writing. I can get the words out plenty fast if I can just let go and not care what goes down on the paper. A pause. I can’t let myself feel it. Must keep writing. I can cut out any junk later. How would I describe the notes that is coming from the dishwasher. It’s almost like the machine is saying “wrong, wrong, wrong” over and over again. Only a hundred more words. They don’t have to be good they just have to be there. I am doing this because I want to. No one is making me. No one has to like it. I don’t even have to like it. I just want to be able to say that I did it. May this be the right step in the direction I need to go. May it help me in all aspects of life. May it be good. Good for me if nothing else. Fifty words left. Some of them were helpful. I know I shouldn’t stop at today’s goal. I should keep trying. But I am having trouble grasping the story and what I really want to put down is my story. So for now this will be enough. I can say that I made goal today. I made goal plus a few extra words. Maybe tomorrow I will get some more of the story down. I feel good.