post-saving this wonderful&1000% accurate beyond belief description of my writing by the one true queen, @googlesentmehere
“You literally have two settings. Overload which is when you have broken something down to the most minute detail. And then you have moments like these that are just completely on the fly that leave breadcrumbs you don’t know how to sweep up cause you don’t know how you dropped them. There is no in between.”
Writing is not about ‘telling an epic story’ or ‘making something that will outlive you’. Writing is about going “You know what would be fucking awesome?” and then committing word crimes
nothing is worse than software that tells people when I’m online or when I read their message or when I’m typing something. I always want to be as unknowable in my silence as god
Beatrix and her husband, along with their daughters had a day out in the city to celebrate Father’s Day.
The family was seen leaving their favourite restaurant where they chose to celebrate Wesley’s big day. The foursome looked happy and relaxed, that is, until they spotted the paparazzi tailing them. Wesley was photographed looking none too pleased when he saw the photographers hiding behind the bushes. The family then rushed to their vehicle and drove away.
While Beatrix embraces her “colourful” past as a former member of the Royal Family, a fact she has credited for the success of her many causes and charities, she and her husband have been very cautious when it comes to what they share with the public. For the couple, they are normal, ordinary citizens who value their privacy more than ever, especially when it comes to raising their daughters.
(Pictured above, L-R: Luke, Matilda, Wesley, Beatrix, Leon, and Fiona, taken during Matilda’s third birthday party)
It can be recalled that Bea gave birth to their first daughter, Fiona, a year after they married. A year and a half later, she gave birth to her second child with Wesley, another daughter, who they named Matilda. Their daughters were mostly kept out of the limelight when they were growing up. However, now that the two little girls have now aged up into lovely young ladies, Wesley and Bea are now more protective of their children.
(Pictured above: Bea and Wesley’s girls are all grown-up! Matilda, pictured on the left, with her older sister Fiona (right) during their Father’s Day lunch with mum and dad earlier today.)
The couple have reportedly decided to send their daughters to St. Agnesia, a posh, ultra-exclusive boarding school in Upper Brindleton famed for its high standards in providing security and ensuring the privacy of their students. Thankfully, Beatrix’s more than generous inheritance as well as her many successful enterprises that she runs with her husband make them able to afford the very best for their children.
It’s lovely to see this family out and about and enjoying their company. Here’s hoping we see more of the Collinsworths soon!
just letting Everyone know that I’m doing commissions for right now that they’ll probably be a couple days late than I originally said- I’m just having a bit of rough time and need a little bit of time off. I’m am hoping to have them all done by the middle-end of next week tho. Sorry again
Thanks for the tag @jovialyouthmusic (I know I’m late but I’m hardly on here anymore)
favorite color: blue
favorite foods: pasta, pizza, ribs
song stuck in my head: Snuff by Slipknot
last thing i googled: Disney Princesses by year, my son wanted to start watching the movies from the oldest to most current
dream trip: Australia, but I hate flying
time: 4:49pm
tea or coffee: depends on my mood I like both.
Last show i watched: Tattoo Fixers Extreme (some of those people are freaking nuts!)
currently reading: nothing currently, as I just finished the book I was (unless you count Argos with my son) I’m gonna be starting Dying in Flames by M Sinclair tomorrow after it releases
currently watching: I’m actually reading more than watching shows
sweet, savoury, spicy: sweet
last song i listened to: As Above, So Below by In This Moment
last movie i watched: Save the Last Dance (by myself) or Aladdin with my son (we are making it through slowly since he went back to school)
ult groups: Supernatural (I may have fallen off here but I’m still a stan)
cravings: something sweet
hobbies: writing, knitting, reading, baking
feeling: like death, everything hurts (as always with fibro) and I’m dying
I’m feeling seriously bummed right now. My husband had a delicious story idea that he was going to give me and I can’t use it. Ugh.
I mean it’s so up my alley, twisting good characters and making them evil and sinister? Yes please! But alas I can’t do it because I don’t know the characters enough to do it justice.
Oh well, I’ll just have to poke and prod him to write it and offer my ideas to make it even more deliciously evil.
