"When I am working on a book or story I write every morning as soon after first light as possible. There is no one to disturb you and it is cool or cold and you come to your work and warm as you write. You read what you have written and, as you always stop when you know what is going to happen next, you go on from there. You write until you come to a place where you still have your juice and you know what will happen next and you stop and try to live through until the next day when you hit it again. You have started at six in the morning, say, and may go on until noon or be through before that. When you stop you are as empty, and at the same time never empty but filling, as when you have made love to someone you love. Nothing can hurt you, nothing can happen, nothing means anything until the next day when you do it again. It is the wait until the next day that is hard to get through."
"I have a healthy appetite for solitude. If you don’t, you have no business being a writer."
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wowfunniestposts:

Shouldn’t Megaupload’s look like this?:

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.] actu4llyalive:
themisadventuresofahalfjew:
heresyourhost:
Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone, read by David Tennant (excerpt)
#HIS QUIRREL IS GOLD
DAVID OH MY GOD DAVID
THIS THIS THIS THIS
oh i can die happily now.
When you talk to people outside of Tumblr and forget they don't speak the same language as you.
- Me: omfg send help I'm dying
- Them: what?!
- Me: i can't even omg
- Them: you can't even what?
- Me: I just can't even okay I just tHEY ARE TOO PERFECT IM SOBBING I CAN'T
- Them: WOW WHY ARE WE SCREAMING ALL OF A SUDDEN
- Me: I just have a lot of feelings aojhshfkndjfoejfomdvoebmo
- Them: .....what is that
- Me: my feelings on a keyboard sIGH
- Them: ....riIiiiight
- Me: UGH I HATE THEM FOR DOING THIS TO ME NO THEY ARE NOT ALLOWED TO DO THIS I LITERALLY CANNOT HANDLE ALL OF THE FEELS sjkdjdncdenci
- Them: then why don't you just stop reading/watching all of that stuff if you hate them?
- Me: nO I CAN'T ARE YOU CRAZY I LOVE THEM SUHOUHVDHIFJEOFJ THEY'RE KILLING ME BECAUSE FEELINGS BUT I LOVE THEM THEY'RE MY BABIES
- Them: wow it's just fictional characters/celebrities, stop overreacting, you're being dramatic
- Me: NO OKAY YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
- Them: I understand plenty, you're being dramatic like I said
- Me: NO YOU DON'T GET IT suchdifhrojgorgjorgjo ugh my emotions I can't take this tHEY ARE FLAWLESS
- Them: .....
- Me: literally dead omfg
- Them:
- Me: SOBBING
- Me: JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL
theraddy:
Okay, it’s official. I love this guy.
I DO WHAT I WANT!
Do you know what kind of person becomes a psychologist? A person who wishes deep down that everyone more special than them was sick because “healthy” sounds so much more exciting than “boring”.