you know whatd be a fun exercise
get a writer and an artist together. artist does a sketch, writer writes a handful of paragraphs. they give them to each other.
writer has to write a handful of paragraphs on the scene depicted in the sketch, and it cant be just like, describing it. artist has to draw a new sketch from the writing.
it’d be a neat lil’ flex-the-muscles sort of thing.
I’m 3,000,000% down for this.
I write. Someone, draw me a thing. Stat!
Unfriendly reminder that in America it’s reasonable to say an unarmed black kid deserved to be shot six times because he might have robbed a convenience store, but a white kid shouldn’t be kicked off the high school football team just because he violently raped a girl.
- *Me as a parent*
- Me: Now Lucy, what do we say if our teacher says there are eight planets?
- Lucy: You forgot Pluto!
- Me: Good. And when they say Pluto isn't a planet?
- Lucy: Viva La Pluto!
- Me: And?
- Lucy: Fuck You!
- Me: Okay good. great. Have fun at kindergarten.
petition to make young adult authors stop writing about girls whose lives change when they meet a boy
When she saw him time slowed to a stop. He was so perfect and she knew her life would never be the same because she had finally found him. The one. The first boy she would ever kill.
This is from an actual real published book, guys. Someone was already paid to write this and they just copied it.
my little cousin got bit by a house spider and she was crying so i went to get some stuff to soothe and numb it but before i could even walk out the door i heard her quietly whisper ‘i can’t handle the responsibility of being spiderman’
i hate it when i see someone i vaguely know in public. do i say hi?? do i act like i don’t see them and hope for the best??