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Why do I just want to scream at people? It was a good day. The weather is doing things I mostly like. I think I got a good night sleep. I seem to be in good health. So what the fuck, brain?

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I clicked it because I mistook it for another, similar post. Liked this one too, though!

TRUST EXERCISE

This is not a rickroll

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WIP Wednesday: Who saw this coming?

So I think part of my problem writing lately is that my brain needs a break from Downton. I mean, it's been all I've written since 2017? And while my brain has taken a couple of breaks to think about other things, nothing's really manifested.

So I'm not really questioning the Gilded Age plots, even though, as usual, I'd like my brain to just pick one. This one, at any rate, is a one scene wonder, so I should be able to get through it. Of course, I wrote it between watching S2 E5 and S2 E6 and already see things that need changing due to new info. I won't be polishing it up until I'm done with the whole season.

But for now...have a bored boy at a boring party.

Also, enjoy my placeholder names.

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Oscar was certain he’d been to more boring parties, but none that he could remember. Still, cousin Aurora had invited him and it was to raise money for a good cause, so it was his cousinly duty to attend. It wouldn’t have been so bad if there had been dancing, or if he hadn’t counted as one of the “young” people. As it was, most of the actual entertainment came from watching Mrs. Russell and Mrs. Winterton try to out snub each other.

He was just lifting his glass to his lips when someone collided with him hard enough that his champagne sloshed to the rim.

“Oh!” a young, feminine voice exclaimed. Turning, Oscar found himself looking down at Gladys Russell. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t see…” she trailed off, suddenly nervous as she realized who she’d collided with.

“It’s alright, no harm done.” He gave his most reassuring smile, trying not to show how much her nervousness hurt. After all, it wasn’t as if he’d kept chasing her after her father had said no. “At least, I don’t think there was. Are you alright?”

She blushed and lowered her eyes. “I’m alright. I just wasn’t watching…” As she spoke, her eyes slid back the way she’d come. She broke off abruptly, her eyes widening a fraction before she visibly flinched and hurried around to his other side, standing carefully so that he blocked as much of her from view as possible.

Curious. Still, it was obvious that he was being pressed into service as a shield. He carefully angled his body to present more of his back to anyone coming from the direction she had come and asked, sotto voce, “So, who are we hiding from?”

“Shitty McAsserton,” she whispered back in a pained voice. “Mother thinks he might do for me. I suppose he’s not bad, but he’s very full of himself. I don’t think I can listen to much more.”

Glancing carefully over his shoulder, Oscar easily spotted the man in question. He was obviously looking for his lost quarry. Oscar took a sip of his champagne to clear the sour taste from his mouth. Really? Mrs. Russell hadn’t seen fit to let Gladys read his letters, but Shitty McAsserton was a candidate? There was proof that life wasn’t fair. Then again, he supposed the McAsserton’s did put quite a lot of effort into making their son look respectable, even if he wasn’t. “I can think of worst things to say about him. Still, if you don’t like him, your father will shoot him down like a duck.” He knew that from experience.

“I know, and I intend to tell him, but I still have to get through the rest of the party.” Gladys sighed. “If mother gets her way, we’ll be seated next to each other at dinner.”

“Well fortunately, it’s cousin Aurora’s party, so we’ll just have to make sure that doesn’t happen.”

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the one thing i want to be able to do as a writer is make people come back to something ive written. i want that piece of text to haunt them, i want their thoughts to be briefly consumed by this. i want this to be something they remember long after its time. thats the one thing i want to do

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oh, what a good story idea

Hey, that's an even better story idea

Wow, that would be amazing to write

*Stares at screen*

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I hit 'it's complicated' because while I'm generally in favor of tossing it up and being upfront about it, I'm also aware that I have partially finished multichapter fics that I will probably never finish because what I have makes me want to stab them repeatedly with pointy objects? And maybe set them on fire? And if I posted them I would probably last a week before I rage deleted them off of my account for existing, even if people liked them.

So assuming you do not hate the piece in question with every fiber of your being, post it. If not, trash it for your mental health.

Okay to reblog to help sample size!f

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NEED HELP WRITING? (a masterlist)

I have likely not added many that I've reblogged to this list. Please feel free to roam my blog and/or ask/message me to add something you'd like to see on this list!

Synonym Lists

Look by @writers-potion

Descriptors

Voices by @saraswritingtipps

Show, Don't Tell by @lyralit

Tips & Tricks

5 Tips for Creating Intimidating Antagonists by @writingwithfolklore

How To (Realistically) Make a Habit of Writing by @byoldervine

Let's Talk About Misdirection by @deception-united

Tips to Improve Character Voice by @tanaor

Stephen King's Top 20 Rules for Writers posted by @toocoolformedschool

Fun Things to Add to a Fight Scene (Hand to Hand Edition) by @illarian-rambling

Questions I Ask My Beta Readers by @burntoutdaydreamer

Skip Google for Research by @s-n-arly

Breaking Writing Rules Right: Don't Write Direct Dialogue by @septemberercfawkes

Databases/Resources

International Clothing

Advice/Uplifting

Too Ashamed of Writing To Write by @writingquestionsanswered

"Said" is Beautiful by @blue-eyed-author

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Just a little thing!

Next week is an off week, then we get two more little things, but lo! Though they are little, they are load bearing. I thought about combining them, but that would mean going into the next skip week with...

THE MOTHER OF ALL CLIFFHANGERS!

And I love you all, so we aren't doing that.

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Joining the group of Heralds, although you could have sold me on firelizard owning bard as well...or, in my more stupidly adventersome days an actual dragon rider...

I don't think I discovered Elfquest until high school....

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reblog to give the person you reblogged it from a good night’s sleep (maybe)(please)(I’m begging the universe)

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Ditto.

Similarly I've taken chunks out of my cheek and tongue enough times to pass on the fangs (unless they're retractable, which is not specified). The claws were terribly tempting, but I don't know what I'd actually do with them, and given that cats have issues retracting their claws in old age....yeah. I don't want to get stuck on the upholstery.

Went with slit pupils/night vision despite the fact I need glasses. Every little bit helps, right? ...and maybe it would help on the stupid bright days...

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- 1:30 am -

Brain: Hey! You know what? I've got a really good story idea! Let me run it past you!

Me: Mmm, yes, that is a good story idea. Nice and short too. Basically one scene. Let's flesh that out in the morning.

Brain: Naw, I wanna flesh it out now!

Me: Um, brain? Sleep? We need that.

Brain: PFFF! Over rated!

- 5:00 am -

Me: Okay, well, we have time to write while I'm doing the easy job at work, but you never want to, so...

Brain: Mmmm, no, no, that sounds like a good idea?

Me: Really? Oh. Okay, then.

- 1:30 pm -

Me: Well HEY! We're off work! We could do some more writing on that piece but...

Brain: ARE YOU KIDDING WE'VE BEEN AWAKE FOR TWELVE HOURS YOU PSYCHO! NAP TIME!

Me: ....lay your bets that I'm too groggy to write after the nap...