Ok firstly I rarely post anything about my personal life on here but at this point I feel it is important to me. To those who know me I am sorry I have not had time to post much lately. My grandfather fell about six weeks ago and broke his hip. The surgery took care of the bone and it healed just fine but the meds they gave increased his dementia. My grandmother has made the decision to keep him home till his time is over on this earth (which is weeks or possibly a few months but not much more). She has no one to count on and veterans affairs will not help till my grandparents are completely broke and then they will take there house as well after all there money is gone. So I am spending all my days with them and helping care for my grandfather so he can be as happy and comfortable as we can get him till he lets go of this life. My grandparents raised me and were always there for me when I needed them. This is the hardest thing I have had to go through in my life. I have to stay strong for them but I am falling apart on the inside.
Yes, yes. Very nice. But I’m just gonna add my favorite wardrobe change.
That explains a lot
if your beta readers tell you parts of your story are good but unnecessary, keep them to release two versions of your book: the author’s cut, and the killjoy edition
Five weeks left before k-con. Got all the outfits sewn and talered for the kids, yet I still havent even touched mine. I need a miracle.
A very good way of going about explaining this issue. It’s good to see something positive come from Tumblr.
HOLY SHIT. THIS. THIS IS WHAT I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO TELL PEOPLE. SHUT YOUR MOUTH ABOUT MEN VS WOMEN. @_@
this is literally so important
Was a dark cloudy night, I was tied up laying on a raft floating on a large body of water. A boat with a hooded man in it poured liquid all over me. A blue flame came to life over me in a symbol above me. My phone went off and startled me awake. The symbol burned into my mind.