this is another one where the lighting is just /chef's kiss

Draw badly. Write nonsensically. Embroider messily. Burn what you bake and cook. Get paint everywhere. Read half a book. Lose your mind for a bit. Plant things. Have faith in the process. Abandon 70 wood-carving projects. Get a kit and do some of it and never return to it. Get comfortable with sucking and losing motivation. Continue to create with reckless abandon.

anyone else feel like they’re constantly in a state of doing and folding and putting away laundry

I love it when people take fic writing seriously. I love when it’s not ‘Here’s this dumb thing I wrote’ and instead it’s ‘Here’s this thing I put blood, sweat and tears into. Here’s this thing I slaved away at, trying new writing techniques and editing over and over. Here’s this dialogue that kept me awake at night. Here’s this beautiful turn of phrase I thought up. Here’s this thing that I wrote with vulnerability and heart, and I am proud to share it with you.’

The Marrows

“Portraying bi characters as being attracted to people of the ‘opposite’ gender is biphobic because it makes them look straight” what if I put you in a comically large cannon and then fired the cannon and you impacted on the moon

life becomes so beautiful when you start cooking rice in liquids other than water

put that basmati rice in the cooker with coconut cream and chicken stock and an entire onion that you've diced and sauteed with garlic until transparent. and some salt and pepper. Trust me

everyday i wake up and i go “god i’m so tired. i can’t do this anymore.” and then i get up and i continue to do it

forget about touching grass, i need to touch THE SEA I NEED TO GO INTO THE WATER I NEED TO DIVE INTO THE SEA!!!!!!!!!!!!

I swear to you, on all I am, I'm not what you think.