Month: January 2017

Working on this fanfic project has been extremely therapeutic and educational. 

“But Gab,” you might say. “Why aren’t you putting those hours into an original project that you can actually sell later?”

Because anxiety, my dear friend. The pressure sets up fences. I need the practice. This is a good way to get it. I know I’m just “throwing these words away,” and it doesn’t matter. I know that going in and it’s a-okay. I can experiment and try new things and murder my darlings as much as I need to, ‘cause it’s not going to an agent or editor anyway. 

Because fun. It’s not about the money. Sometimes I just really want to write because it’s hella entertaining, and pre-existing works present unique challenges (”how do I write a story with what we’ve been given, since the original writer really screwed x, y, z up? HOW DO I EXPLAIN THIS IN CONTEXT AND FILL IN THE GAPS?”), and hey, a built-in audience to throw it to for feedback and critique certainly doesn’t hurt at all. 

…no one’s actually said anything to me about it this time around, but yknow.

Never Look Away: Chapter 3

Crying Wolf

Winning gold at the European Championships and again at Worlds isn’t enough to keep the wolves at bay, and Viktor finds himself slipping deeper and deeper into despair. Every waking moment is consumed by existential crisis and wandering thoughts of the boy who just walked away from skating forever.

… Or did he?

A viral video says otherwise, and that changes everything.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8997835/chapters/20881067

Finally posted!

…have I mentioned that I usually write in first person and my chapters are almost never longer than 2k? What am I doing???

quillyfied:

some things i, a twenty-something, am still learning and hope y’all teenagers can learn way faster than me:

nobody gets to dictate to you what you like and why

other people’s opinions are theirs, not gospel that you should accept no matter how loud they are

being critical of something doesn’t mean you can’t love it, and loving something doesn’t mean you can’t criticize it

make your own judgement calls and decisions, based on your own set of criteria. be courteous and respectful, but not a doormat, not a wibbly wimp whose decisions and interests change with whatever everyone else says

two people can disagree and still have the highest respect for each other

you are allowed to cut people out of your life if their opinions and beliefs are harmful to you

you are allowed to be angry and sad and feel negative emotions. you’re allowed. they’re normal and you aren’t broken or rebellious or ungrateful for feeling those things

you can’t control your emotions, but you CAN control your behavior, and how you behave informs people around you how to treat you

no person, no movie, no tv show, no book, no ANYTHING is perfect. don’t let the imperfections spoil the experience for you if you enjoy the thing. be mindful, be critical, walk away if you have to, but expecting perfection and getting violently upset when it lets you down is unhealthy and you’ll spend your entire life miserable

self-care and recovery go hand in hand. recovery isn’t easy. recovery isn’t pretty. recovery is necessary and tiring and so, so worth it

you set your own pace. compare yourself only with your former self, not with anyone else, because you don’t know other people’s limitations and privileges as well as you know your own and comparison is worthless

loving yourself is an everyday journey, not a destination

icklegab:

roane72:

cellardoortumbles:

anothervisionofus:

hogwartshiddenswimmingpool:

ladystoneshield:

marvins-wedding-gown:

Yorktown

This is magical

The Hamilton posts on my dash left me with a vague desire to see the show if the opportunity ever arose. But this. I pressed play, and at a minute and 20 seconds into this video, I paused it, opened iTunes, and downloaded the soundtrack. What the fuck is this. I didn’t ask for this.

THIS IS EXACTLY HOW IT HAPPENED.

I can’t put words to just how much the orchestra loses their collective shit during Yorktown – specifically during Oak’s rap + right after it. Their volume skyrockets, the conductor was headbanging…it felt like my seat was rattling off its hinges with the energy of it.

Yep, this is what sucked me in too. Listen with headphones. Every single time I get goosebumps when they get to “The world turned upside down…”

wow I .. okay I guess I’m getting the soundtrack now I wasn’t expecting that to work

thank you

UPDATE: I JUST FINISHED LISTENING TO HAMILTON and I am sold

also I got to the last track and broke down sobbing geez thanks guys I was not prepared for this

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