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hii so. in general i am so so so much more active on twitter and i’m sort of wondering if any of you know what the writing community is like there!! i care mostly about having a platform with an active writing community where we all talk about + give updates on our books and works more than i care about things like tag games and such. does that exist on twitter too or is it just here? let me know !! :3

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hi sorry for dying im in college (hell)

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[wip bingo]

hii taking @drchenquill's open tag for this one!

soo. yeah! um! it gets a little insane

open tag :) the template is beneath the cut!

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[bullet point tag game!]

thank you @elkieselkiewrites for the tag

heres a bullet point summary of my wip, Here Atlas Fell, except im only covering the things i've written so far because this post would be waaayyy too long otherwise (my book is massive)

TW: allusions to self harm

you find yourself joining a cult in the wilderness after "the love of your life" (who is actually an abusive piece of shit) cheated on you and decided to keep this random guy's baby

immediately these strange people make you do a sacrificial ritual with an old lake and some stones

you get back to the cabin and this guy youve never seen before walks in and he looks like the sun

maybe you arent straight

i mean what?

you follow the golden boy to the cafeteria where the two of you steal snacks for a bonfire

around the fire he tells you that the moon goddess must be pleased with you because its a full moon tonight

everyone goes to sleep

but at some point you wake up

and theres a ghost standing outside your window

the two of you watch eachother for a long time

when she disappears you get back in bed

this is when the panic hits you

how did you get here? why did octavia do that to you? will you ever get back to her? whats going on? who was that?

you stumble into the bathroom and engage in a..... coping mechanism.... of yours.... only to pass out on the floor

the boy from earlier finds you in the middle of the night and cleans you up

he helps you get back into bed, though you dont really remember this, and doesnt fall asleep until he knows youre safe

in the morning, the other two roommates (aka the strange people you did the ritual with) pull him outside to "have a chat"

you realize that they think he did what you did last night

because apparently he has a history with it too

he finds you after the conversation and tells you not to worry about it. you two dont even have to talk about it, really. he'll take the blame

but before you can respond with any sort of thanks, someone bursts in the cabin door and tells you all that one of the girls have gone missing

a search party breaks out and you cant help but wonder....

who was that ghost last night?

and then the POV switches! how fun

im going to taagg...... @angelfevr, @indigowriting, @nymphoutofwater, and whoever else would like to join!

(also! if you want to be tagged in these in the future pls let me know. im trying to make a list of people i know are interested in tag games so i don't have to guess each time haha)

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i have written so much in the last few days i am BEGGING to be tagged in some tag games. plsplsplspls

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the character playlists have been revamped…. give them a listen if you dare

(edit IT WONT LET ME LINK MY SPOTIFY RAHHH)

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we are onto chapter two!

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is my main character death or the moon. how do i pick. how

hi im assigning a major arcana tarot card to each of my characters and its actually sort of??? difficult??? if you are into tarot.... and writing... PLEASE hit me up...... i could use some opinions

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hi im assigning a major arcana tarot card to each of my characters and its actually sort of??? difficult??? if you are into tarot.... and writing... PLEASE hit me up...... i could use some opinions

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ok............ hear me out.......... asking for audience participation here...... if you were sent into the wilderness to live with a cult and the first thing they had you do was walk out into this weird lake (like until the water was at your knees) and dig a hole in the sand and bury three shiny moonstone type rocks as a sacrifice to their moon god........ what would be going on inside your head/what would your emotions be like/how would you feel

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Imo in order to finish your writing project you need to be unhealthily obsessed with your characters to a point where you question your sanity

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[dialogue tag!]

thanks for the tag @aalinaaaaaa!! let me see what i have for you.....

“I can get you water, Ferran." “Make it vodka and you’ve got a deal.”

he's so 😭😭😭😭😭 baby. UGH. i love him to death. to DEATH!!

no pressure tag: @physalian, @oh-no-another-idea, @mxxnlightwriting and whoever else would like to join!

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i love spending hours picking out super meaningful last names for all my characters even though they will probably never be used once canonically instead of actually writing my book. love it.

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hi wow i gained so many followers/mutuals in the last few weeks

thanks for voting! im so excited to meet all of you and post about my book more. it truly is the most special thing in the world to me, and i hope it finds its way into your hearts too :))

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the tension between me and the novel ive been rewriting for the last seven years

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[WIP whatever day tag]

thanks for the tag @indigowriting! (you can find their excerpt here)

RULES: share some recent lines from your excerpt on... whatever day

Water lapped at the boy’s ankles, seeping through the canvas of his shoes and biting at his skin. It was crystal, both in color and in sharpness. He looked down at his feet, half expecting there to be blood muddling the water, seeping out from little cuts, but there was none. Only pink skin and wet socks, pink skin and wet socks. He turned back to the shore.  His counterparts hadn’t moved from the sand, though they still flanked him on either side, bodies braced for something unspoken. He was to enter the lake only as far as the tide could both touch him and recede. Then, he was to sacrifice the stones. That was all he knew. 

okay... this writing isnt super recent, but i like these paragraphs and i havent done much lately due to finals n such. hope you enjoy anyway!

tagging: @nymphoutofwater, @foyle-writes-things, @rhikasa, and anyone else that would like to join!

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being a writer is so interesting because i was suffering from really bad writers block this past week and then i drove past a cemetery yesterday called "Mt. Hope" and suddenly im cured