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Guys they had to cut my cat’s penis off at the vet I can’t get over the fact that I have a transgender cat rn

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you know you’re a writer when…

you spend 30 minutes choosing the perfect synonym for “said” only to change it back to “said.”

you google “how long does it take to bleed out” at 3 a.m. and now the FBI is probably watching you.

you write one sentence, stare at it, rewrite it 14 times, and somehow end up back at the original version.

“this scene is so important” but you have no idea what the scene actually is or why it’s important.

you come up with the best story ideas… in the shower… with no way to write them down.

your characters feel like real people but also you’re like “who are these guys and what do they want from me?”

your brain says “start writing!” but instead you reorganize your desk, reread your notes, and spend two hours naming a side character who shows up once.

you’ve cried over your WIP exactly 67 times and will do it again because the pain is the point.

you reread something you wrote and think, “wow, did i peak as a writer three months ago?”

every writing session begins with the sacred ritual of scrolling social media, opening unnecessary tabs, and procrastinating until panic sets in.

you have no idea how long a chapter should be, so you just… vibe.

you can’t watch tv or movies without mentally critiquing the plot, dialogue, and pacing.

your writing playlist is 98% vibes, 2% songs you’ll actually listen to while writing.

you keep a “murder notebook” but swear it’s not suspicious because it’s for your novel (probably).

the phrase “just one more draft” is your eternal mantra, even though you’ve rewritten this thing more times than you can count.

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things I have googled this week as an author:

what does human meat taste like?

what happens to someone psychologically after being alone for 5 years?

how to stop writing cringey dialogue

is there a word for a group of three people that ISN’T a trio

how long after civilization falls would weather start changing

why won’t my cat stop walking on my keyboard

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writing is so fun

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My main character, Loretta, coming to a realization about her childhood love:

“I thought of Analise, of the first time I met her when we were children. I thought of our weeks together on the road before she died— of her softness and how innocent she had always been. Analise would have never made it this far, she was too gentle. And frankly, I would have never made it this far with her. She would have held me back, weighed me down. Tears swelled in my eyes, threatening a great escape. Some people aren’t built for the end of the world.”

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mood board for my post apocalyptic novel, Rust and Ruin