I guessI disagree with you but ill let you have this one because I don’t feel like debating anymore with your simple ass (via monitormylife)
I’d just say to aspiring journalists or writers—who I meet a lot of—do it now. Don’t wait for permission to make something that’s interesting or amusing to you. Just do it now. Don’t wait. Find a story idea, start making it, give yourself a deadline, show it to people who’ll give you notes to make it better. Don’t wait till you’re older, or in some better job than you have now. Don’t wait for anything. Don’t wait till some magical story idea drops into your lap. That’s not where ideas come from. Go looking for an idea and it’ll show up. Begin now. Be a fucking soldier about it and be tough.Read the rest of the article.
And Lot’s wife, of course, was told not to look back where all those people and their homes had been. But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human. So she was turned into a pillar of salt. So it goes.Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five (via likeafieldmouse)
The most important advice I would still give — and it may seem crazy because I did lose this job I really loved — you have to be an authentic person.Jill Abramson’s Smartest Career Advice For Young Women (via fastcompany)
i) You’ll see him. His eyes will twinkle like stardust and his skin will radiate concentrated sunshine. His light will pull you in like moths to a bug zapper. Your eyes will be fixated on him, like if you look away you just might miss something. You won’t want to look away. You won’t want to be without him for even a second. His gaze will meet yours, and all of a sudden everything around you fades to black except for him. Your head will dizzy with the smell of his skin, acting as a sedative. And before you know it, you’ll walk over love-drunken and slur out letters, hoping it forms the words ‘hi, my name is: ________.’
ii) He’ll smile. As if he weren’t light enough in itself his face will beam with a biluminosity like a raging fire. It will burn to look at him when he’s smiling, but once again, you won’t be able to take your eyes off of him. He’ll move in slow motion— you will see every blink and movement as if it were traveling at half-speed. You’ll watch the end of his lips curl up in a smirk, creating three parenthesis that you’ll want to trace your finger across.
iii) He’ll speak. His voice will sound of the most melodious song and it will wrap around your eardrums like silk. The gentle hum of the vibration of his vocal cords will place you in a light hypnotic trance, lulling your soul into blissful serenity. You won’t even be able to make out all of the words he’s saying, but you know that they’re beautiful. He is beautiful.
iv) He’ll kiss you. All of a sudden everything inside of you is on fire— but it is a fire you’ll never want to put out. The warmth, the light, the liveliness of his lips touching yours is pure, raw, passion. His hand is around the back of your neck and you feel that if he wasn’t holding you up with his fingertips, that you’d collapse, because his kiss is both breathing life into your soul and sucking it all out. You will be weak in the knees, but your soul will be stronger than ever. The taste of his mouth will stay on your tongue forever. He will pull away, look you right in the eyes, and you will finally say, ‘this is home. I am home’
And you’re hooked forever.
Alexis H., what it’s like to fall in love with him (via lostsoulstravelhere)
I wrote a book. It sucked. I wrote nine more books. They sucked, too. Meanwhile, I read every single thing I could find on publishing and writing, went to conferences, joined professional organizations, hooked up with fellow writers in critique groups, and didn’t give up. Then I wrote one more book.Beth Revis (via observando)
I began to realize how important it was to be an enthusiast in life. If you are interested in something, no matter what it is, go at it full speed ahead. Embrace it with both arms, hug it, love it and above all become passionate about it. Lukewarm is no good.Roald Dahl (via theriverjordyn)