My Tip: Grasp For Straws.

My Tip: grasp for straws.

ngl i had to explain this to my sister when she was going tHROUGH IT while writing a college admissions essay and it sounds stupid but i promise it really did help me

START BY CONNECTING THINGS EVEN IF THE CONNECTION IS WEAK AS FUCK. THEN, FLESH OUT THE CONNECTION A BIT. IF YOU STILL DONT LIKE IT, TRY AGAIN, OR FIND DIFFERENT THINGS GO STRING TOGETHER.

now this won't work for everything, ngl. for example, what i used to calm her down should NOT be an actual essay, i just said it to be funny. but what i told her was:

say i have two talking points. one is about how the very first calendar ever made (supposedly) was to track women's menstrual cycles. the second point is about the stripes on a zebra's ass.

bear with me.

i could go on a brief tangent about how the stripes on a zebra's ass will never be the same as the stripes on another zebra's ass. regardless, both sets of striped behinds have patterns. each zebra has their own unique pattern.

the same way no woman's menstrual cycle is identical to another's. periods are patterns, they are a recurring event. which is why the very first calendar ever made was to track this pattern.

see? the connection is thread-thin, but it's there. it's stupid, but it's there.

my advice is to start with minuscule, practically non-existent connections and then build from there. look for even the FAINTEST TRACES of a connection, like similar locations (an ice cream shop, the same high school, teachers, idk) names, etc.

OR. if that doesn't work, hmu! i can always provide more specific help if given more details, and i'm always down to help a fellow aspiring author~!

and sorry if this advice wasn't all that helpful, lol. i did my best to help, but i've been told trying to understand my brain is like being kidnapped and then thrown into a deadly maze with a map that, halfway through the maze, turns out to be false.

so.

So how do you guys connect ideas???

Cause like-

I have a couple ideas for a fic I'm writing and idk how to connect them into a coherent whole ://

Do you have any tips/advices/ideas? It can be general or related to high school as it is the theme of the fic

I would be so happy and grateful if someone actually helped me pleaseeeee 😩😭💞

BLOODLUST PROLOGUE

BLOODLUST Masterlist

Part One

"I don't think I understand," Y/N mused, raising a hand to cut off the woman in front of her. "You think I've been doing what exactly?"

"I don't think anything," Black Canary hissed. She shifted in her seat, kicking one leg over the other and leaning back, almost resembling a queen in her throne. "I know you've been participating in some... unsavory extracurriculars. What you're doing is dangerous, Miss Rosso."

Y/N scowled. "I suppose there's no hiding it, then. And it's just Y/N, thank you very much."

"Fair enough. I can imagine your father plays a part in your actions." Canary raised a brow. "You want to right his wrongs."

"Obviously."

"That is not your job," Canary began, "nor is it even your responsibility."

"No," Y/N agreed, "but it's not like you can criticize my decisions. You're a hero, aren't you? Part of the Justice League and everything. It's not your responsibility to save the world, but you took it on anyway." She shrugged. "I just happen to have a personal reason."

There was a moment of silence as Black Canary sized up the girl before her. She wasn't very tall, nor very short, but even in her oversized sweatshirt and baggy pajama pants, she could make out the muscle Y/N must have accumulated from her nightly crime fighting expeditions.

It had been a week since Canary had found out about the girl. And she was awfully good at protecting her privacy, so she had only located her last night. Dinah prided herself on her stealth skills, so she'd assumed that she could break into the girl's apartment without any difficulty or being noticed. Instead, she found herself forced to navigate several traps and bypass at least three alarm systems, only to find the girl waiting for her in the living room with an extra cup of ramen prepared.

"I'm not causing any problems," Y/N pointed out. "I've done your job when you couldn't. Star City is nothing like Gotham, but I've taken down dozens of criminals you and the Justice League determine too small for your attention." She crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm doing a good job."

Canary chewed the inside of her cheek. "You are. I'm not here to punish you, if that's what you assumed."

Y/N furrowed her brow. "Then what do you want? Also." She gestured to the ramen. "Eat. I made it for you, don't let it get cold."

Canary hesitated, almost doubting the innocence in the girl's tone. Is it poisoned? No... no, I don't think so. She might sound a bit resentful, but she doesn't want to kill or even hurt me. She picked up the cup and slurped up some of the noodles. She hadn't had basic cup ramen in years. I don't think she thinks she's strong enough to take me on.

"It's good," Black Canary admitted. "You clearly don't just eat ramen, that's for sure. You need to be stronger than drugstore noodles can afford you."

"I was strapped for time," Y/N confessed. "You disabled all my traps faster than I expected."

"And you still made food for me. You're a good kid, Y/N. That's why I'm here." Canary set down her cup and leaned forward, clasping her hands together. "I'm here to offer you a deal."

She didn't miss the way Y/N's jaw clenched.

"What is it?"

"How would you like," Canary mused, "to become my protégé? We may not have the same superpowers, but I can train you in terms of combat, stealth, teamwork. You're good at what you do, but there is always room for improvement."

This was followed by silence.

Dinah watched as Y/N raised her chin, looking down at her through her lashes. She seemed to be processing the proposal slowly, like she was chewing on something and was deciding whether she liked the taste or not. She tapped the armrest of her chair and pursed her lips.

"What do you get from this?" she finally asked. "What's the catch?"

"I get a protégé," Canary answered plainly. "You can provide help on any missions I go on. Since I'll have helped train you, we'll work together quite well."

"I can't help you find my dad," Y/N disclosed. "I won't help you either. I don't know where he is, and I don't want to know."

"Luckily," Canary replied, "that wasn't even part of the deal. I don't particularly care about locating Ramsey Rosso."

"He can die in a ditch for all I care," Y/N spat.

Canary pondered this for a moment. "Alright. If I or the League apprehends him, or if we get any information about him, we'll inform you, but you decide whether you get more involved than that."

Y/N nodded firmly. "Good. Then I accept."

Dinah smiled at that. She extended her arm, offering Y/N a handshake.

"It's a pleasure doing business with you, Y/N." She smirked. "Or should I call you Bloodlust?"

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

Thinking of writing an OPLA Fic.

It'll be short, ideally, not a full-fledged novel or anything. But

not smut.

Wanna do something else with more plot rather than porn.

Should I post it?

Oh~

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Я тут в уголку поподыхаю немного, лады?