Welcome to where there will be no fallacies of perfected composure. This here is the mental eclipse of a light once extinguished, to be re-distinguished. Nothing and nobody will ever stop me from rising again, not even me. That's right. I'm a phoenix in my rise and you'll be damned if you keep your eyes on the ground, only seeing a little too late after, the fiery blaze left in my wake when I've gone far in a meteoric flight.
“It’s always about, somehow, finding a part of myself that is relevant, and then turning the volume up on that particular part. So, I am all of the characters I’ve ever played, and I am none of them at the same time.” — Tom Hiddleston
Maybe you want to write, but can’t seem to gather together enough ideas to create a story. Maybe you’ve only done fanfic, and you’re not sure how to find an original to start with. There’s lots of reasons why you might feel afraid to launch into an novel, especially if…
The king soon married another wife, who became queen, and was very beautiful, but so vain that she could not bear to think that anyone could be handsomer than she was. She had a fairy looking-glass, to which she used to go, and then she would gaze upon herself in it, and say:
’Tell me, glass, tell me true!
Of all the ladies in the land,
Who is fairest, tell me, who?’