Camp NaNoWriMo 2021 Project

Hey, I’m back! Did you guys miss me?

Anyway, I’m here to tell you about my project for Camp NaNoWrimo! For the people who were interested in my previous WIP, The Rise of The Dragon Queen, I hope this makes you happy. I recently reworked the story and am planning on writing the first few chapters of it throughout the month of April! Here’s a quick summary of the portion that I will be working on:

Continue below the cut for the temporary cover, brief descriptions of the main characters, and tag list information!

Keep reading

Love this! So excited!

Not-So-Itty-Bitty-Little Announcement!

Hey, yall, it’s been a good minute since I’ve done one of these, but I have an important threefold announcement!

Number one: for camp nano, I’ll be working on the second book in the gifted series, so keep an eye out for that intro!

Number two: next semester is my senior year at college (woohoo!) and, to get my creative writing degree I’ll be taking a manuscript workshop. I’ve chosen to submit gifted for that, so in the fall there will probably be either an influx of new content and fun things, or a lot of complaining lmao

Number three: gifted is undergoing a minor revamp. And by minor I mean major, but not really. This is a really roundabout way to say that after a lot of thought, consideration, and debate with my roommates, I have to decided to change the setting from a high school to a college. In the grand scheme of things, this actually doesn’t change a lot. We’re going from young adult to new adult, the timeline is being shifted and changed a little bit, and the characters will be older. I honestly believe this will ultimately make the novel stronger, and I hope you agree!

Going to taglist this, since all of these are about gifted and I don’t want anyone to miss the updates :) Please let me know if yall have any questions!

@dustylovelyrun, @magicalwriting, @aziz-writes, @literary-lavender, @ocmaker, @kai-is-writing, @cilly-the-writer, @andiwriteunderthemoon, @aelenko, @cianawrites, @nothingisliteral, @raripuh, @adaparkwrites, @peggydreadful, @linariouswrites, @humour-and-hyperfocus, @ahowlinwolf, @alcego-writes

Fun! College is cool because it gives you a little more flexibility in terms of how independent or accountable to guardians they are.

Much better than my go to as a kid: "her parents were dead and no one really seemed to care, they just let her do her thing."

Rhiannon Braeburn used to be the undisputed queen of both stage and screen until she hit that awkward age where actresses are too old (don't say that word where she can hear you) to play the main character, and too young to play the main character's mother. She was considering simply staying away from the limelight until she was well into her golden years and could make a distinguished comeback, until she received a call offering her a role in an upcoming Broadway play.

Charlie Prince, Hollywood's newest sweetheart, is playing one of the show's lead roles and hoping to make a name for herself as a serious actress and not just that girl in the biggest superhero franchise in the world. And that suits Rhiannon just fine: she's worked with Charlie before, and she's been hit on by Charlie before. Rhiannon may not like women (please, of course she doesn't) but she's not above a bit of showmance if it helps put her back in the spotlight.

Except.

There's this... girl. Wide-eyed, bushy-tailed ingenue Ivy Whitely, fresh off the train from Ohio (Ohio, of all places), waltzing into Rhiannon's life to ask for an autograph and somehow stealing everyone's attention away from her.

Charlie may have fallen in love (or lust, knowing her) at first sight, and even Rhiannon's best friend-slash-agent Miranda may be smitten with Ohio's blandest ear of corn, but Rhiannon can see right through her act: Ivy Whitely is hiding something, and Rhiannon is sending her private investigator (don't act surprised, every woman needs one of those) Hana Forrest hunting for the truth. And for Ivy's head.

Tag list: [ I'm using the one I had from before so please let me know if you're no longer interested and I'll remove you! ]

Since Feeling Is First: Chapter Seven

cw: mentions of therapy

Read chapter seven on Wattpad here!

OR buy the whole complete story and read it in one go from Amazon here!

Taglist: @klywrites @reeseweston @abalonetea @roselinbooks @harehearts @lynnafred @riftversus @ramblingrubyred @rosella1356 @shmoo92 @reininginthefirewriting @kdaziz @theforgottencoolkid @ohlooksheswriting-wips @musicismymoirail @pen-for-sword @esbarrison-author @thewordsinthesky-andstars​

Three Wishes: board / blog / my tag || Sheraton Academy || ebooks || WIP || Ko-Fi || Ao3 || Wattpad

TBT to when I earned the title 'Cryptic Asshole' from my Enemies to Lovers anon. I'm considering a legal name change.

Genre | high fantasy, romance (m/f)

Audience | 18+

POV/tense | omniscient narrator, past tense

Length | 116k words

Motifs | toxic family dynamics, matriarchy, women in power, tradition vs change, light vs dark, clashes between two worlds, courtly intrigue, gothic horror

TW | explicit sexual content, parental abuse, gore, cannibalism

One sentence pitch | An immortal star princess embarks on a voyage to a cursed isle and discovers a hidden race of demons.

[ID: Screenshot of three paragraphs of text. Text reads: 

He’s tried, of course—tried to keep them talking, tried to make them stay. But the patrons, as he learned quickly, are rarely the talkative sort.

Zola. The eyes. He looks away the moment he sees them.

“Bee-eaters aren’t easy birds to photograph,” the Librarian tells him. “They’re small birds; they scare off easily. Go a little slower next time, and offer a little seed too. You won’t be lonely much longer if you’re patient.” /ID]

ALWAYS THE BRIDESMAID | update #2

Someday, I’ll have an actual graphic for this WIP, but today is not that day.

Anyway, I’ve been putting off actually writing for a week for … reasons. Most of which are probably evident if you realize I’m American, this had been my first week back after a very long break, and my partner hadn’t stayed with me this week.

It was just a teeny tiny depressive spell, in other words.

But I’m fine and back onto writing, but I’m weirdly not really up for writing comedy (The Arcadia) or sci-fi (Anima) like I was hoping. So what happened this week was I spent almost every single day working and/or scrolling through Twitter and Tumblr, then went, “Oh crap,” and wrote something these past few days. Much of the excerpt below was actually written yesterday, with the skeleton concept popping up on Friday and all the italicized bits happening today. I’d written the non-italicized parts first because … I just needed a crapton of names, as a previous post said, and I knew myself well enough to realize that was going to be one hell of a rabbit hole.

Also! I’m trying out present tense for this scene. I’m still not 100% sure if I’ll stick with it, so I’m 100% open to comments if it doesn’t quite work.

Otherwise, please enjoy a depressed Librarian discussing his job. And doors. And teeth.

TAGLIST: @ashen-crest, @isherwoodj, @aetherwrites, @stardustspiral, @girl-like-substance, @chazzawrites (Feel free to send an ask to be added/removed!)

EXCERPT: (Behind the cut.)

Keep reading

yes.

Themed Prompt List: Action

1- Scrambling for ammunition, a desperate curse on your lips

2- A dead end, and the sound of your pursuers, not far behind

3- Begging a stranger to hide you

4- Makeshift weapons, and trembling hands

5- A figure blocking your path of escape. Are they friend or are they foe?

6- Rescued by a stranger from a danger you didn’t know you were in, just in the nick of time

7- Help from the most unlikely source

8- Blood on your face, and the sound of a gun shot, still ringing in the air

9- A surprised stranger, turned fierce protector

10- Fighting whilst handcuffed to each other

11- A split-second decision to save someone, even though they look dangerous

12- Holding your breath, and hoping that nobody finds you 

13- Forced alliance that becomes something far more, over time

HURRICANE: character introduction: Tempest Onyeisi 

name meanings: 

basic info: 

Tempest summed up: physically and emotionally strong. broad and muscular, experienced fighter. survived and left an abusive relationship. loves her daughter and her crew and would do anything for them. very attached to her ship, too. in some ways, mother to all. makes a habit of ignoring fear when it will hold her back from what she wants. determined and driven, loves just as fiercely. Slytherin, looks like she could kill you and legitimately could. 

role: captain of the Hurricane, Aella’s mother, the third main character 

non-spoilery fun fact: she has a lightning bolt tattoo along her left collarbone; Aella has a matching one, but around her left bicep 

TAGLIST

@writingbyjillian​ @oddsandinks​ @innocentreticent @ahowlinwolf​ @aziz-writes

self reblog with updated taglist 

@writingbyjillian @oddsandinks @ahowlinwolf @aziz-writes @juls-writes @lookinpeach @zmlorenz @quilloftheclouds @viawrites-andacts @isherwoodj @katnapped @thepsycheofbrokenthings @happyorogeny @magicalwriting @ettawritesnstudies @themillionthdraft @tea-and-pirates @writeremma @bbcalamity @talesofsorrowandofruin @lilmissravingwriter @zielenbloesem @metanoiamorii @little-boats-on-a-lake @lottieiswriting @violetwrites @the-unwrittenwriter @ink-fireplace-coffee @scribbleknots @unholieds @pamsdrabbles @waysofink @innocentreticent

Say it with me: Casper and Caroline Colt are mature professionals who take their jobs very seriously.

Poor guy is in for quite the ride

Taglist (hmu if you wanna be added/removed/whatever): @magic-is-something-we-create​, @jadeywrites​, @naps-tries-writing​, @talesofnetline​, @written-jubilation14​

Transcript under the cut!

Keep reading

Tears fill my eyes as I read the words on my screen. The world seems to stop spinning for the slightest second as I re-read the anonymous message over and over again, gripping on to the hope that the words will magically disappear. But they didn’t. Anon had done it; they’d figured out that the only way to make me take off my hijab was to call my hair ugly. My one weakness.

A tear streams down my left cheek.

Eight years of academy hijab training…wasted. I had to prove this extremely relevant and good-looking anonymous person wrong, I cared too much about what they thought. How could I live my life knowing that there is one person out there who thinks probably my hair is ugly maybe? How could I look myself in the mirror? How could I face my family? My shoulders shook as I cried silently, and my chair squeaked ever so slightly at the vibrations; as if it, too, was crying in sorrow.

It wasn’t until that moment that the second part of the message dawned on me… how would I prove them wrong without breaking the rules? Was it really against the rules? I reach into my hijab and pull out a scroll. At the very top, in cursive jet-black inked letters, the word ‘Rules’ stares back at me. My heart is racing as my eyes frantically read the scroll.

‘Rule #1: no killing people,’ it reads. I let out a whimper. There go my evening plans. 

Suddenly, my eye catches the next words. The scroll is rustling in my trembling hands as I turn my face away, tears spraying out of my eyes like the spit of a white person as they try to justify racism. The cursive words felt more like a curse of words, vivid and refusing to disappear as if I were still staring at them even through my closed eyes.

Rule #2: don’t show ur hair girl it’s ugly lmaooooo

I dreamt the crows were more active than usual, and suddenly started circling around me. They left no gap for escaping but instead of clawing or pecking at me they swarmed as one and dove straight into my chest.

I absorbed the crows. I was the murder and the murder was me. One remained sitting on a fence, young and skittish. I reached out to have it join its flock but it flew away instead. When I turned to go inside, my reflection in the glass door showed two completely black eyes.

Are... are you okay?

I mean....

No, generally lol.

But if you have any insight as to the specific brand of 'not okay' this dream is implying, I'm all ears.