Land of Noir

trixalla:

landofnoir:

trixalla answered your question: Perhaps I should write something…  But what?

A short story about someone discovering they can read minds or fly.

ashentongue answered your question: Perhaps I should write something…  But what?

I was going to say porn, but maybe Trixalla had a better idea going…

I could write a short story about someone who suddenly discovers they can read porn.  That wouldn’t be so exciting, though.

This can totally work, though. Someone discovers a power, then they use it to get laid. Bam.

I DID have a story like that in mind several years back…

A short story about someone discovering they can read minds or fly.

I was going to say porn, but maybe Trixalla had a better idea going…

I could write a short story about someone who suddenly discovers they can read porn.  That wouldn’t be so exciting, though.

Perhaps I should write something…  But what?

Like/Reblog if you like River Song

my-cat-stole-my-shoe:

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carbonscales:

Okay fellow writers here me out on this

Most of my writing is shit. I’m okay with writing shit. Most of the time, I sit there like “Aaahh words characters setting plot what do?”

But as soon as I hit like 10:00 at night, or I’m like reeeaaally tired during the day, I magically gain this ability to kind of let things go and then characters start doing their own thing and things start happening without me and all of these words just kind of erupt all of a sudden and you can actually read where I was awake and trying and then BAM it’s like midnight and suddenly everything reads differently and it’s suddenly magical. Like my dreams somehow start to bleed out all over my work.

Does anyone else have this problem?

Yeah.  It’s an ongoing issue of mine.  Once I’m in The Zone I can write more or less fluidly - concepts, characters and even sometimes plot (if I’m lucky) all flow smoothly and I actually get something worth reading.  Unfortunately as soon as I leave that Zone I start double- and triple-thinking what I’ve done and find it difficult at best to continue what I was writing.  Sort of like getting halfway through an oil painting and then having to finish the rest with faintly-coloured horse shit.  Or I imagine so, anyway; I’ve never attempted a mixed-media oil-and-horse-shit painting before.

hendricksonart:

In progress video while working on my Black Swan concept from my vine @Robert Hendrickson Follow for more behind the scenes looks of my work!

Finshed drawing here!

rosalarian:

littlefroggies:

bisexual-community:

Common Myths About Bisexuality from the lovely Webcomic “Jesus Loves Lesbians, Too” by bi blogger & author Maria Burnham (writer/memoirist) and Maggie Siegel-Berele (comic artist). 

I usually don’t reblog stuff like this because this is my art blog but this hit close to home and reminded me of so many conversations that made me feel like garbage.

It always makes me see red when I see lesbians (and gay men) treating bisexuals this way. I don’t think I can even type too much more without quickly reaching a point where I just smash my head into the keyboard.

SERIOUSLY, people.  Read, remember, recognise.  We’re real.  And we’re getting pretty damn sick of bisexual erasure.