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Save me predictive text, save me autocorrect.

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My face when I realize I have written about 20k of my project and now I have to read it to figure out how many days have passed in the story because I have no plot.

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How to use Em Dash (—) and Semi Colon ( ; )

Since the ai accusations are still being thrown around, here's how i personally like to use these GASP ai telltales. 🦄✨

Em Dashes (—)

To emphasize a shift / action / thought.

They're accusing us—actually accusing us—of using AI.

To add drama.

They dismissed our skills as AI—didn't even think twice, the dimwits—and believed they were onto something.

To insert a sudden thought. Surely they wouldn't do that to us—would they?

To interrupt someone's speech. "Hey, please don't say that. I honed my craft through years of blood and tears—" "Shut up, prompter."

To interrupt someone's thoughts / insert a sudden event.

We're going to get those kudos. We're going to get those reblogs—

A chronically online Steve commented, “it sounds like ai, idk.”

Semi Colons ( ; )

To join two closely related independent sentences / connect ideas.

Not only ChatGPT is capable of correct punctuation; who do you think it learned from in the first place?

Ultimate pro tip: use them whenever the fuck you want. You don't owe anyone your creative process. 🌈

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Maybe writer's block is just the fear of failure masquerading as a mirage in the road.

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Incorrect quotes Tag~

Thank you @theink-stainedfolk for the tag!

Here the generator, have fun~

I'll use some side characters from "Daisy" this time. Enjoy~

The twins~

Joshua: Baby vibes… hold gentle… like hamburger. Jacob: Punt like football.

Very accurate, yes.

Joshua: Hey, can I get a sip of that water? Jacob: It’s not water. Joshua: Vodka! I like your sty- Jacob: It’s vinegar. Joshua: …What? Jacob: It's vinegar, PUSSY.

Can see that happening.

Kidnapper: I have your partner. Joshua: What? I don't have a partner… Kidnapper: Then who just called me a lowlife bitch and spit in my face? Joshua: Oh my god, you have Jacob.

Yup, that's Jacob right there.

Joshua: Shouldn't get stressed out, it's not good for the baby. Jacob: What baby? Joshua, crying a bit: Me.

Makes sense, Joshua is the softer one of the two.

Joshua: Why is there blood everywhere? Jason : I may have aggressively poked someone with a knife. Joshua: You stabbed someone?! Jason : No, no. I aggressively poked someone with a knife.

Oh yeah, Jason would make a perfect villain.

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Tagging with no pressure @finickyfelix , @finchmomentwrites , @the-inkwell-variable , @orphanheirs and open tag

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I think I found one of the keys to solving writer's block and that is to ask yourself "what am I procrastinating on?"

Because the second you try to avoid doing something it becomes an obstacle, and unless you give yourself closure by completing it, it's going to remain a thorn in your side.

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Going back to old writing is either just like:

1. “Who wrote this masterpiece?! It was ME?!”

2. “Who wrote this absolute shit? Oh fuck my life, that was me, wasn’t it?”

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✧ Maji ✧ 20's ✧ she/her ✧ secondhand writer

Hi! My name is Maji (ma-jee). I started this blog in July 2024 because I had writer's block but now writing is becoming something I do daily that I love showing up for! I'm very excited about that.

If you're reading this and you're into writing as well, hello fellow tormented soul! Have you written anything today? Maybe you're staring at the dreaded blank page or scrolling through writeblr like I am instead of writing? 🧐 Please give me a follow or interact so I can check your blog out! I'm shy, but I would love to be mutuals and just like and reblog your content.

Feel free to tag me in tag games even though I might never get to them. Don't take it personally, sometimes I just don't have anything to bring to the table.

My posts are under the tag #mine & #scribbles and #bookmarked is for stuff I want to come back to

RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME

I have OSDD1b and I'm part of a system, a small piece of a whole. Basically, it's the old "many rats in a trenchcoat" thingy.

Because I can write I have decided this means I have to try my hand at writing novels, game writing, interactice stories and visual novels. Don't ask me where my projects are. I murder them routinely.

I used to be able to read 300 page books in a day. I'd just get so lost in the sauce. Now I'm lucky if I read a whole chapter. How I have fallen. 😔 (Trying to fix this by reading an hour at a time) Edit: it's working! Edit: um...

I walk like I'm being chased. I don't like being anywhere that isn't home, haha.

CURRENT WIP

The Immortal And His Fox

ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ MUSIC

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There's nothing funnier than editing the writing you did at ungodly hours the night before and seeing how each paragraph gets progressively more mangled as you started to fall asleep while typing.

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people might think creating OC lore involves a lot of thinking & planning, but in my personal experience, OC development is more like a divine vision from a god slamming you over the head with a mallet while ur doing the fuckin dishes or folding laundry

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I am incredibly aware that I use italics for emphasis too often, both in dialogue and narration. It will not get any better.

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Certain words can give you the juiciest, crispiest visuals imaginable.

He shucked off his shirt.

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Progress is still progress, so just enjoy the process!

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beautifully monstrous

all right, i'll more than happily admit that watching rots for the 20th anniversary did something to me - it finally, finally gave me the seed of a story i have spent so long, since Ruin's Reprisals first conception, wanting to tell. so, yes, this little prequel of mine might very well be my form of a love letter to the gorgeous tragedy of anakin and padmé, but it's also a tribute to the past that led to the stories my characters have faced, and are going to - so, without further ado, let me introduce you to the story of Maenaire and Thistlegrair, and I'm introducing this somewhat backward to you all, for the first snippet I'm sharing is of their story's ending - but I think it works best that way, as their ending is inevitable and it'll always haunt the rest of the story, but it's the journey that is just as important as the ending, and that's what I hope this story will give you all.

for now, it is a story without a title, but I'll give it a placeholder - Monstrous

“You were mine.” He whispered, his fingers gentle as they traced the freckles of her cheeks, following their curve to her jaw. “You were the only thing I ever loved. And even Death could not take you from me, because I stopped him. Because I could not lose you, I won’t. And now, I’ll never have to.”

She flinched away from his touch, a recoil so slight it was all the more powerful. “You really don’t see it, do you?”

“See what, my love?” The confusion in his eyes was an ache that would not leave her alone. 

“In the things you’ve done, it is you who have pushed me away, you are the very reason you’ve lost me.” Her throat burned as she forced the words out. “The man I love… I can’t see him any more. And that frightens me. It frightens me more than being without my heart in my chest. You are not him. You haven’t been him for a long time. I don’t love you. I am afraid of you.”

The little colour left in his skin disappeared in an instant. “You… You fear me?”

“I fear the things you’re capable of. The things you have done. The things that I have begged you not to do.” Guilt was her own wound to bear, and it had buried deep.

“Why-Why are you afraid of me?”

“I don’t know you, Thist. I no longer see the man I love. And it kills me. Every time you look at me with that darkness, that damned, wretched power in your eyes, it kills me!”

The confusion was swept from his face in an instant. His mouth twisted with rage. “I did this for you!”

Her own rage rose to counter him. “I never wanted you to. I never asked. I never helped. All I ever did was try to make you see that there was another way. You didn’t have to slaughter those people. You didn’t need to torment Death and his men - We could have taken my heart back. We could have saved me, and you, in a much, much easier way - But you didn’t even consider it, did you? The moment you learned you had power, you got greedy. You wanted more. What you had was never enough. And I couldn’t restrain you anymore. I’m not strong enough for that. But I am strong enough for this.” She reached into her pocket, her chest heaving with furious sobs as she closed the space between them. “I cannot save myself from you, but I can save everyone else. It will be my blood, my life, that will bind you. That will curse you for eternity for the things you’ve done. History will not remember us, and I beg it to forget. Because this will never happen again, do you hear me Thist? You will never harm another soul. I swear it, upon the sea and sky, upon the honour of the Haelish and Spire, and upon the name of my blood. I, Maenaire, of House Vitaire, will be your end, Thistlegrair of Saveirn. Let this be your punishment. Let this be your grief. Let this fit the atrocity of your unnatural crime.” She pierced his chest with her glass dagger, and hugged him close, letting her tears slip free down her cheeks as she cradled his head to her ear. “Let this moment be yours and mine. Let us remember who we were, and let us grieve who we’ve become.”

“Maenaire, no-” He gripped her tight, his body shaking, it was a wonder she was strong enough to hold onto him, but hold she did. She held him like she had never done before. Their embrace was tender, their embrace was torture, and she would never let him go.

“You’re going to sleep, my love. Always. I will not hurt you. I will not kill you. But this must be done. This is all I can do. This, an eternal slumber, is how I must make you suffer for the things you’ve done.” She twisted the dagger. “And this? This is for the lives you’ve lost. For the future we should have had together. Let this dagger bruise your heart as you’ve bruised mine, and bring you to slumber. Rest now.” She whispered, pressing her lips to his hair as his weight started to sag against her. “Rest, evermore, and always remember - For the monster you are, there is good to defeat it. And there is good somewhere in you, still, I know it. You will find it one day. Centuries may pass, times may change, but that good will live on. That good will grow. And that good too will change.” She sighed against his cheek, moving to press her lips to his, a final, fleeting encounter. “Goodbye, my love, and forgive me for this. Forgive me for failing. Forgive me too, for the things I have done.”

“Maenaire…” His voice was tired, he was fighting the dagger but not for very long, she could feel him slipping with each breath he took. “I love you.”

“And I love you - but sometimes…” She shifted to bear the weight of his surrendering limbs, his body was spent, his time was almost done. “Love is not enough.”

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now for the tag list!

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it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

IT MAY TAKE ME A MONTH TO PUT OUT A CHAPTER BUT AT LEAST IM NOT USING AI TO WRITE IT

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Don't gaslight yourself into thinking you're not a good writer by comparing previous writing sessions to the one you're having now! Don't think you're terrible at it just because you've only written a couple hundred words today, or not even written at all. Let yourself move with the ebb and flow of your creativity. Give your mind time to rest and think and scheme.