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Writing Tips: Writer's BlockEvery writer knows it, fears it, and sobs in its presence.No, not bad grammar, or even tense change.Writer's block.It's a troublesome thing to overcome. It can happen at anytime. One second you're pumping out story ideas, the next, you're staring at a blinking cursor. However, what precautions can writer's take to avoid writer's block? How do we get out of it when we're stuck in that seemingly eternal spot?That's probably why you clicked on this journal, therefore, I'll give you my tips ; v ;(Heads up that I'm by no means a pro at writing. All of this advice comes from personal experience, trial and error, and the like).Avoiding writer's block:Know your limits. Never overwork yourself. If you've been writing for hours, or even thirty minutes, take a break. Eat a snack, drink some water, and take care of yourself. If you're tired, take a nap. If you're writing late at night, go to sleep. Your work will be there for you to continue on after you take care of yourself.
That Awkward Moment When--All of these are based on things that have happened to me--That awkward moment when you're rocking out to The Delicious Tomato Song and your mom walks in to find you with a tomato in your hand..... Even though you don't like tomatoes.That awkward moment when your mom hears you listening to 'The Ding Dong Song'.That awkward moment when your mom catches you watching High School of The Dead.That awkward moment when the teacher catches you staring at him when really you were just staring at the fact that he had an awesome cup on his desk. Seriously, that cup was awesome.That awkward moment when you decide to watch Kuroko No Basket and then your mom is listening to everything and the coach says 'Alright, take off your shirts boys'.That awkward moment when you have to explain to your mom that Hetalia is not a show about sparkling gay men.That awkward moment when your mother informs you that she looked at your deviantart profile.That awkward moment when SHE
THIS IS SERIOUShttp://wallpart.com/This website is thieving pretty much everybody's art and selling them as posters.Search your username, and you should find a lot of your work. The site is a bit buggy though- so sometimes your stuff won't show up.Some of my shit's on here. Some of my shit from my other account [KiriyuuThePegasus] is on here too.Grape's work [ClockworkScara] is also on here.Seriously.Your stuff is bound to be on here.
(Levi x Reader COLLEGE AU) Valentine's Day (A/N: YEEEEEEEEES. ALL I HAVE TO SAY FOR THIS CHAPTER. YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES. I'm thinking about doing holidays and stuff. Then probably squeeze in an angsty chapter. HUE. Enjoy! Thank you for all the support on this series! This series will be an undetermined amount of chapters, but as long as there is support and inspiration I will do the best I can to keep it long!) "(F/N), wake up! Class is over!" An energetic female voice yelled, making you groan in annoyance. You lifted your head out of your arms and fixed your hair, that was sticking up in weird places. "Hanji, I'm sitting right here, why are you yelling?" You yawned, stuffing your math notebook into your bag. "I'm never gonna pass this class!" You complained, swinging your bag over your shoulder. "(F/N), you've been sleeping in math ever since you transferred here. Do you know what chapter we are on?" "3?" "We're on chapter 6." "I was close." Laughing, you and Hanji exited the building an
Calm With Me- Liu X ReaderLiu X Reader I turned the knob once, the steamy warm water halting it's journey into the tub. The floating islands of bubbles completely covered the surface, shivering when I breathed. It was fantastically amazing, my muscles turning into butter from relaxing. All this stress lately had been doing so much against me, so it felt good to just draw a bubble bath and forget it all."Ahhhhhhh......The life of a Creepypasta sure is hard." I muttered, slowly sinking myself neck deep into the water as steam rose up in vaporous ribbons my arm dangling over the side as I reviewed the week in my head. Winter was different then it used to be. Harsh weather made it difficult to hunt, unless we stuck to attacking houses bundled down for the time being. The ice had gotten bad, freezing every tree in Slender's woods, and it had been forever since anyone felt truly warm. Plus, as an added bonus, pastas in another state were facing the rage of a small town after an incident occurred