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When Your Favourite Scene Doesn’t Fit

You love it. You crafted it. The prose hits. The dialogue sings. The vibes are immaculate.

But when you zoom out, the scene drags the pacing, diffuses the tension, or pulls focus at the wrong moment.

So now you’re rewriting around it. Bending character arcs to justify it. Padding earlier chapters just to make it “fit.”

That’s not editing. That’s attachment.

Sentimental attachment isn’t structure. Let it go if it doesn’t serve the story.

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 2500 likes!

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If the vibes are strong enough, no one questions that the whole plot turns on two glances, one lie, and a burnt piece of toast.

We move.

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Writer Seasons

Writers have seasons.

They just don’t follow the calendar — or logic.

🌱 Planting: Vibe boards. Title placeholders. Untitled docs with vibes only. Every idea is a masterpiece.

🔥 Drafting: Gremlin mode. Chaotic brilliance. Zero sleep, max feelings.

✂️ Editing: “Who wrote this?” “Was it me?” “Am I okay?”

📤 Posting: Hope and dread holding hands. Refreshing stats like it’s prayer.

❄️ Stats at 2am: It’s winter now. You are the frost.

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Prompt: The Ghost in the Draft

They were written out three versions ago. Killed in the prologue. Cut for pacing.

But the story still bends toward them. Characters speak lines they shouldn’t know. Dreams full of someone who isn’t there.

Write the moment the ghost of an earlier draft demands to return.

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📌 Timeline of a Chapter Drop

30 minutes before posting: Final tweaks. Just a light polish. Definitely not reworking 40% of the dialogue.

10 minutes before: What if it’s actually bad. What if I just delete my account instead.

Post time: “It’s fine. I’m calm. This is fine.”

(clicks Post Chapter with trembling hand)

30 minutes after: No kudos yet. I have never written anything good in my life.

1 hour later: One comment. I’m not crying, you’re crying.

3 hours later: Someone quoted a line?? I am reborn. I am divine. I am—

Next day: Re-reading my own chapter like it’s a fanfic I just found. Stunning work. Who wrote this.

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🛠️ Writing Tip: No Scene Is Ever Truly Neutral

Not every scene needs high drama. But every scene should shift something.

A “quiet” moment can still reposition your characters:

– A confidante pulls away

– A threat is implied but not voiced

– A loyalty is tested and doesn’t break… this time

– Someone smiles, but only for show

If nothing changes, it’s not a scene. It’s a pause.

Let each scene move the story forward, even slightly. That’s what keeps quiet moments alive.

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🖊️ WIP Confession Corner: The Line I Wrote for Vibes

It does nothing for the story.

It slows the scene.

It messes with the tone.

It’ll probably get cut.

But I love it anyway.

It lives in my head like rent is free and heating is included.

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writer brain vs. editor brain

writer brain: here is a scene

editor brain: awful. start over

writer brain: ok but what if I just reword it slightly and pretend it’s new

the eternal war. no winners. only increasingly polished corpses.

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Thank you @bunnywolfwritesabook and everyone who got me to 500 reblogs!

Historical fiction writers at 2:46am be like

– how long does it take to bleed out in a field – could someone stab you with a hairpin – how did medieval people mourn – would a queen notice if her ring was stolen – did people think thunder was a sign – how loud was it inside a castle during storms – did anyone ever die from a broken heart in history

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WIP Confession Corner

“I shouldn’t love this scene. It’s indulgent. It messes with the pacing. The stakes are low.

But God, I love it.”

You know the one. The scene that lives rent-free in your skull even if you might have to cut it later. The soft little moment. The quiet character beat. The monologue that’s probably too long but you’re in too deep.

Tell me yours. I’m not judging. I’m keeping it in.

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WIP Confession Corner

“The line wasn’t cruel. It was polite. Measured. Reasonable. Which made it ten times worse.”

Sometimes the most devastating dialogue is technically civil. No yelling. No threats. Just vibes and irreparable damage.

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writing during life chaos be like

“I’ll write when things calm down,” I say.

Narrator: things do not calm down.

So now I’m writing in the middle of moving. Rewriting dialogue between unpacking boxes. Making edits in the Notes app while eating cold leftovers. Half the scene was drafted while I couldn’t remember what day it was.

Is it a process? No.

Is it working? Somehow, yes.

Tag yourself if you’ve ever written a plot twist while stress-laundry-folding.

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if your compliment is in quotation marks, i’m out

not to be suspicious on main but if your reply starts with “I’m always looking to connect” and then quotes your own compliment at me like you’re narrating an ad for sincerity…

yeah. no.

i write about betrayal.

i know when something’s performative.

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The plot: barely alive.

The vibes: immaculate.

You ever open your draft like it’s a hospice patient.

You’re not fixing anything.

You’re just sitting beside it.

Holding its hand.

Whispering “you were so beautiful once.”

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✨ returning from the land of cardboard boxes and narrative guilt ✨

I didn’t post for a week because I was moving and also, apparently, allergic to productivity.

But I’ve returned. The drafts are open. The characters are judging me.

And the plot? Still in shambles, but clinging to life.

Thank you for your patience. Regular programming (chaos) resumes now. 🔪📜

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“I’m not writing,” I say.

Just opening the doc.

Just fixing a comma.

Just deleting a character.

Just rewriting Act Two.

Just sobbing over one line in Chapter 15.

But I’m not writing.

Obviously.