if you ever doubt your writing, be it your themes, or the reason behind it, remember that h.g wells wrote war of the worlds both as a commentary on colonialism and the horrors it brings, and because he fucking hated his neighbours and his 13 hour job, and wanted to write about the town in which he lived getting blasted to the fucking ground by lasers into an irreparable heap and all of the townspeople dying painfully
you, too, can channel your hatred for that guy that lives down the hall and blasts music at 4am into the one of the most influential science fiction stories ever written! fuck it! i believe in you!!
british people: none of you know how huge england is! it takes so long to get anywhere. it takes me 5 minutes to get to work everyday! i haven’t seen my wife and children in 30 years because it takes 10 whole minutes to drive to them.
FRIENDLY REMINDER THAT TREES LITERALLY ATTACK ISENGARD BECAUSE TOLKIEN WAS SO FUCKING PISSED OFF THAT SHAKESPEARE PROMISED MOVING TREES AND ALL HE GOT WAS DUDES HOLDING BRANCHES
of course he was
Also Tolkien: I was so excited about that whole no man of woman born thing too. Like bitch no I was not thinking Caeserian, I wanted to see a chick as king of scotland we were robbed
