Bit of a racket that the same writing mentors/teachers who hawk the old adage, “If you specify a character’s hair color on the first page, then you have nothing interesting to say about them,” will lose their minds if you don’t specify a character’s gender.

What mischievous gnome is adding all these typos to my writing? Every time I leave my laptop alone for five seconds, the little imp has added more of theme?!?!

‘twas thinking I might start using the phrase “Wonderfully and monstrously made” specifically as an inside joke with myself about how much I hate the intermittent “e” spelling situation.

this:

Such a nonsense that sitting down with the intention to write something clever and profound invariably produces a blank document, but deciding to embrace the clumsy sincerity of one’s own idiocy can somehow careen its way into profundity like it’s doing the cha cha slide on roller-skates.

If art is cringe, then it is powerfully made for it made someone feel.