Just a note that if you’re following me for reblogged stuff, most reblogs are moving starting on Monday to morgynleri-mirrors. I will still be reblogging fic/art here, and @copperbadge‘s Radio Free Monday. Possibly also the random nature pic for roads to nowhere. Anything political/social justice, gif sets, fandom meta, writing/art tips, mental health/chronic health – that all is moving.
(The idea is that I will have more of my stuff, even if it’s older stuff, posting in place of things, save when I decide to take time off tumblr, and that I’ll announce beforehand.)
Just a note that if you’re following me for reblogged stuff, most reblogs are moving starting on Monday to morgynleri-mirrors. I will still be reblogging fic/art here, and @copperbadge‘s Radio Free Monday. Possibly also the random nature pic for roads to nowhere. Anything political/social justice, gif sets, fandom meta, writing/art tips, mental health/chronic health – that all is moving.
(The idea is that I will have more of my stuff, even if it’s older stuff, posting in place of things, save when I decide to take time off tumblr, and that I’ll announce beforehand.)
I needed a little pick me up doodle before I go into this next coming week while simultaneously telling myself I don’t need to have everything in my life figured out right now. Hopefully this motivational koala is helpful to some of you guys too.
You do not have to be affectionate all the time to care for someone, in fact, caring can also mean a couple of texts or silence for a few days while you both live your lives happily and separately.
People do not care for you less when they’re busy with their own lives. It’s your reaction to them being their own person – and your ability to make yourself happy – that determines how they feel about you.
Not everyone reciprocates to your actions the same way. If you want someone to acknowledge, be interested in, or treat you a certain way for your efforts, all you have to do is let them know. They will try their personal best to accommodate that within their personal spectrum of feelings.
No one owes you 100% of them, not even after 30 years, because someone having a percentage of themselves is what keeps them sane at the end of the day and that’s okay.
note to self: just because someone did the thing you were thinking about doing, and did it way better than you could ever hope to do, doesn’t mean it would be stupid or pointless to go ahead and try to still do the thing anyway.
Also, when it comes to creative things? There really is no “better”.
Sure, someone might be more technically accomplished than you – you might not be able to colour as nicely or craft a sentence that rings as poetically – but art is only really secondarily about that. It’s firstmost about what you, uniquely, have to express, and how the precise way you express it might be what others need to relate to it – even if it’s less flashy, less “beautiful”, and gets fewer notes.
I promise you this: there are obscure fanfics with only a handful of notes that are the read-and-re-read favourites of someone too anxious to comment. There are drawings done by 14-year-olds in poorly-blended markers that are someone’s favourite because they spoke to something that nothing else did. There are covers of songs where your voice cracks and you cringe every time you hear it but someone thinks the way it cracked just at that moment added beauty to the song. There are angsty three-line poems you wrote at 4am that someone once called “pretentious emo trash” that are loved by someone else going through the same thing as you.
And I guarantee you, there is something unique about your art. Even if you’re “saying something someone else has said”. Even if you’re the thousandth person to take on the subject. Even if you feel like you’re not at all unique. You’re bound to express something, however subtle, that didn’t exist until then.
Art is about connection. And the more you create, the more chance you have of finding other people who experience the world the way you do.
“But the one thing that you have that nobody else has is you. Your voice, your mind, your story, your vision. So write and draw and build and play and dance and live as only you can.“ via @neil-gaiman
The “two cakes” theory of content production.
It was only yesterday that I was lamenting thing I no longer felt allowed to do because someone had done similar.
I ought to read this post daily. Maybe twice daily.
Author: darn, someone already baked a cake
Reader: *slams fist on desk*. TWO CAKES!!!! Give me all the caaaaaake!
I’m going to tell you what a demon once told me: It is okay to want your own happiness. It’s okay to care about yourself the most. It’s okay to do what’s healthy for YOU. When someone hits you, it’s okay to hit back and then ask them what the hell they expected. It’s okay. You are not obligated to sit there and smile and swallow every bit of sh*t everyone heaps on you. You are more than furniture, you’re more than window dressing, you’re not their shiny toy. You’re human, and you have the right to say ‘That was sh*tty of you.’ You have a right to say ‘Let me feed that back to you; tell me, how does it taste?’ You have a right to protest your own mistreatment and set boundaries for respectful interactions. The rest of the world doesn’t realize you have this right, and they will act offended and appalled when you exercise it, but it is yours.
Go back and take care of yourself. Your body needs you, your feelings need you, your perceptions need you. Your suffering needs you to acknowledge it. Go home and be there for all these things.
Someone out there is waiting for your new stories.
Someone out there is reading your stories to get through a rough day.
Someone out there is recommending your fanfics to others with glee.
Someone out there is appreciating all the hard work you put into your stories.
Your writing is important.
Your fanfiction is important.
Never think your content doesn’t matter to a fandom, because your content might just be the only thing that makes someone else feel like they’re not alone when it comes to shipping certain characters together.
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