Me after an exhausting day: Sleep’s nice. Sleep’s fun.
Brain: You know what else is fun?
Me: No.. please…
Brain: Writing. yeah that’s fun.
Me: I’m tired…
Brain: Here’s a cool plot,
Brain: Cool characters…
Brain: and, here’s the awesome part, kick ass back stories.
We go to a book as Narcissus went to the fountain, see ourselves therein, and are enamored.
The Old Town Bookshop | Edinburgh
When in doubt, make a fool of yourself. There is a microscopically thin line between being brilliantly creative and acting like the most gigantic idiot on earth. So what the hell, leap.
—CYNTHIA HEIMEL (via kadrey)