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At a conference, Stephanie Meyer said: “The God of Writing sent me to earth to show people how to write.” When J.K Rowling heard, she looked at the ground, puzzled, and then said, “I didn’t send anyone.”
(Source: fuckyeahwizardry.tumblr.om, via yourfictionmyreality)
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Might as well put some more porn on my dash for my dad to find.
(Source: starstrucksarah, via daphnebeauty)
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Dear Andrew Marlowe,
You are the most remarkable, maddening, challenging, frustrating thing we have ever known and we love you. And if that means anything, if you care about us at all, please just bring season five faster!
Sincerely,
the Castle fandom
(via daphnebeauty)
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when an artist wants to show you their art
or a writer wants you to read what they’ve written
it’s quite often an expression of trust
because a poem or a story or a painting are often things that come from the heart
little pieces of the artists themselves
and if they’re willing to share it with you
you should appreciate it
(via yourfictionmyreality)
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nitratesdayrates replied to your chat: 28 Year Old Dies From Endless Shame When Dad Sees Her TumblrOoooh this happened to me while I was home, too. Yay for married 20-somethings hiding tumblr from parents.
Ugh! Right?! I was like, “okay, no need to be embarrassed….nope I’m totally embarrassed.”
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28 Year Old Dies From Endless Shame When Dad Sees Her Tumblr
Dad: "Hey, can I use your computer?"
Me: "Yeah, sure. Let me get it." (hurries to bedroom, doesn't feel like closing Tumblr and FF.net tabs, so just opens a new window for him, 'cause he won't figure it out anyway, right....?)
Dad: (derps around on the Costco website for awhile, closes the tab, then, of course, and for no explainable reason, CLICKS ON TUMBLR TAB WHERE CASTLE AND BECKETT ARE MAKING OUT MULTIPLE TIMES AGAINST A DOOR): "What the hell? Is this porn?!"
Me:
Dad:
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Dad:
Me: (brain suddenly kicks into gear and I grab the computer, slamming it shut) "No! It's not porn! Gah, Dad. If it was porn do you think I would have just left it open for you to find?! I totally would have closed everything out first! I have nothing to hide!" (hyperventilating and stumbling frantically over my words).
Dad: (looks like I've said too many words in a row and jammed his brain) "..."
Me: (in small voice) "It's just my blog, Dad, ugh." (hurries away to toss computer into the fire and start my life over).
Dad: "............."
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(Source: setthedarkonfire)
