I went to the neighboring town to help my mom close up shop at work (an elementary school) and to those kids I’m like a fucking unicorn. I rarely show up while the kids are there, but sometimes I draw pictures on the board at night for them to see the next day. One time I painted the windows. A…
But still, one of the most basic rules for survival on any planet is never to upset someone wearing black leather.*
* This is why protesters against the wearing of animal skins by humans unaccountably fail to throw their paint over Hell’s Angels.
Alleged “impossibilities” are opportunities for our capacities to be stretched.
He hadn’t had a day’s proper schooling. Instead, his life had mostly been spent learning things, which is surprisingly rather different.
your characters are like geodes
if you want to see what they’re really made of
you must break them
this is the best writing tip ive heard in ages