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No-Google (fan)fic writing

After this post about Google automatically enrolling everyone into their AI program (including reading Google docs), I realised that many people may not be aware that there are actually very, very good alternatives to using Google docs – although what they can do for you varies.

So, since I’ve over the years tested quite a lot of different applications for usefulness in writing fanfic, I thought I’d share some of my experiences here. The link list below will be expanded as I continue writing more pieces, so keep checking here.

Part 1: LibreOffice Writer

Part 2: Zettelkasten

Part 3: LaTeχ

Part 4: Markdown

Note: I updated some of the posts with screenshots of the interfaces for illustration purposes. You might want to reblog those again.

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It was Jamie's very first time at a big kid park and they was oh so very excited. This was a huge park, the biggest ever, with so many slides and Jamie sure did love slides. They couldn't wait to go down the tallest one.

And so Jamie climbed and climbed and climbed to the tippy top of the play ground with their parent following them. And at the top, just waiting for Jamie, was the slide, the most twisty and tall slide ever!

Jamie sat down and slowly scooched towards to edge. Looking down, Jamie stared to feel weird. They had never been up so high and the slide looked so much steeper.

Jamie took a big breath, the way they were taught. Nope, that didn't help. Jamie's forehead and neck and hands started feeling spiky, like they were being poked by hundreds of thousands of needles. They didn't like this at all.

Jamie's parent squatted down next to Jamie and told them to just do it, that it would be so much fun and that Jamie would have the most fun ever (and that there were other kids patiently waiting for their turn).

They said they would help Jamie, before being so, so evil and pushing Jamie off the edge.

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Do you ever just want to write something nice and sweet, but then your day gets ruined and all your sadness just leaks into your writing...

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"Of course. Who wouldn't? I've always wanted to be a dragon," I reply.

As I finish speaking, my body shifts, scales grow to cover my body, two pearly horns twirl from my head, my neck elongates, bat-like wings replace my arms and spikes sprout down my spine to my new tail.

"Wait a second, I'm not a dragon... I'm a wyvern!"

“Drink this, and you’ll become a dragon. But be warned… and you already drank it.”

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"I'm going to regret this, aren't I?"

"Well, I'm not!"

Crack. An egg the size of a grapefruit splits open and little, baby dragon me comes tumbling out.

"Wait... How am i going to get food and fend for myself..."

“A what?” “A dragon.” “I can’t just-” “You said I could reincarnate as any living thing.” “Yes… But dragons are fantasy in your world! That means you’d have all your prior memories since you’d exist outside the laws of nature!” “Even better!”

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"KNIGHT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! THIS IS MUTINY! GU-"

"King, you live in this castle, pampered and protected, while the people starve. You execute all who go against your word and even those who don't. All have grown to fear you, but your reign of terror is at its end. Now, BE GONE FOUL BEAST!"

With a swing, the 'dragon' was no more.

“Knight, you must kill the dragon. They hoard wealth and people live in fear of th-” The Knight pulls his sword on the king.

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Warnings: blood, gore?

Even as her flesh quickly knit itself back together, warmth coated her neck and throat. Wiping her neck, she rushed over to the sink and leaned over the sink, hands curling round the cool edge. Coughing, she hacked out a mouthful of blood. With a small flick, she turned on the faucet and watched as the crimson mess washed away.

As she turned around, she took a deep breath and gagged. "Ugh, the air tastes all irony now."

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Well, the princess is no longer a problem. However, there is now no heir to the throne and many of the court claim it as their own, launching the kingdom into an inevitable dark age...

The whole court sees it. The princess is cruel, vicious, and it will be a dark age for the land when she takes the throne. Alas, the law is clear that she is heir. But should a dragon take her, as dragons are want to do, and if you find the stupidest “hero” for the rescue mission…

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You stare at the old man in the strangest outfit and shrug, "Nope, not at all. But why is the only entrance to your house a super long slide? Aren't you a little old for that? Also what kind of person lives this far underground? Are you trying to slow down your aging? I think it's a little too late. Some makeup would do you good. And..." You drone on and on about science and fashion, until the villain dies of old age and you are given the highest honor for defeating the villain that the hero organization has been trying to stop since their creation.

“Do you have any idea who you are talking to?”, the villain asked you. Since you have never seen them before and just stumbled into their lair on accident you choose to answer truthfully.

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"You know what, this is my good boy now." You say as you use one hand to scratch behind the dog's ear and the other to chuck its old collar into a fire. "Now all we need a new name and some revenge for you..."

You are a super villain and for your latest diabolical scheme, you’ve kidnapped the hero’s dog to lure them into a trap. Except it turns out the “hero” doesn’t care about the dog. You take offense to this.

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I take out a how to do magic tricks for beginners. "You see... I kinda sorta use an unconventional source and it isn't exactly fit for combat..."

The first roommate sighs and turns to the third roomate, whose nose is buried in a book. "A cookbook and a spell book. Please tell me you did not get your magic from that book."

The third roommate looked up. "Uh... Do really want me to lie to you?"

"Why. Just why."

“So, I got my magic power by inheriting it from a draconic ancestor. What about you?” “Well, I found my grandpa’s old cookbook, and when I opened it, the magic I inherited from him manifested.” Your roommates then turn to you. “What about you?” “Well…”

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Replaying memories

Embarrassing is all they are

Grounded in my head

Reliving all mistakes

Escape only in noise

Thats just too bad

Sometimes its just all out of control

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It was a boring day. I had nothing to do but stare into the abyss. I watched as it opened its dialated eyes to look back at me. And I continued to stare into the abyss until it got tired of me. Meowing annoyedly and swatting at me.

“I have stared into the abyss not just long enough for it to stare back. But for it to get uncomfortable and ask me to stop”

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Drip, drip, drip. Blood splatters to the ground.

Drip, drip, drip. Tears leave trails.

Drip, drip, drip. Pipes drain money.

Drip, drip, drip. Tears hit papers.

Drip, drip, drip. Blood flows down hands.

Drip, drip, drip. IV hard at work.

Drip, drip, drip. Rain falls upon stone.

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Black and white is all I see

From here to across the sea

Black and white is all I read

In numbers people bleed

Black and white is all I hear

Fighting and neverending fear

Black and white is not what i feel

Everything's a mess with too much zeal

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There was once a child cursed with a blessing...

Whenever the child would lie, they were always believed. Neither the length of the stretch nor the height of the tale mattered. Everyone listened.

If the child's fib was proven otherwise, it was merely brushed off.

And when the child told the truth, everyone would assume that the child was lying. If the child was accused of anything, no one ever listened to their pleas.