sleepyowlwrites

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Chances are, I am going to tell you that I love you. When I am feeling fond of you it will just come out. Because it's true. I don't mean it with any loopholes, or requirements, or standards. It's just a blanket state.

I love you, dear heart. My friend, across the spaces.

You don't have to do anything for it. You don't have to say it back. You can just have it. As a treat. As an ordinary thing.

I'm delighted to love you. Thank you for letting me.

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This is so tasty I wish more of it would spontaneously manifest

the thing about stories is you can just make them up

It's camp nano! I said I'd write train story or at least try. Here's the first piece of trying. Also, last line tag! I have so many to use up. @oh-no-another-idea @jay-avian

The train arrived at two minutes past seven, which was right on time. The scenery on the platform went from painting to moving picture. Figures stuck in slouched sleepiness awoke with groans and quiet sighs, picking up their bags and breakfast.

Sebastian leaned away from the concrete pillar he was dozing against, patting it twice to let it know it had done a good job of being a temporary bed, then stepped forward to join the crowd. He entered the train right after the man with the plaid jacket, nodding at him even though he never saw, and took his customary seat underneath the peeling poster advertising a perfume nobody really liked. Sebastian settled into his spot while the train filled up, pressing resume on his music as soon as the doors closed. Reused summer air blew around his face in some mockery of coolant, but it was better than the stagnant state of the outdoors.

The train moved away from the station with an announcement about destination, but Sebastian wasn't listening. As it sped up and plunged through the first tunnel, Sebastian wasn't paying attention. When it emerged from the dark and the train car was suddenly empty, Sebastian didn't notice.

But he did notice her. Bright pink shirt over flowing white pants, headphones around her neck, lilac hair pulled up into braids and the braids into a bun, neon feathers hanging from her ears; her clothes were a direct contrast to her smooth, brown skin, and the studious, silver-framed glasses set on her nose.

Sebastian stared at her like he wasn't aware he had the power to look away, until suddenly he became aware of the fact that she was staring right back.

Who was it that liked train story? @ink-fireplace-coffee @avrablake @abalonetea @flock-from-the-void @magic-is-something-we-create ?

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Me and the mutual I pulled by being actually I have no idea why they followed me but I'm glad they did

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hey. if you're like me, and lists (especially checklists) are the enemy, there's a thing you can do. take that evil vertical descending (into hell) list and...make it horizontal. then draw a line. if you're doing chores, add the timestamps whenever after you do the thing, and if you're writing, add the timestamps whenever after you've figured them out. you're just putting your list items on the floor and the floor is friend. and nobody is descending into hell.

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yessssss I finally have a spider friend

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teen writers will have fancy wip intros and have serious plans about the future and adult writers will wonder if their ocs are gonna show up to work today and if not then they're just gonna browse the gifs of that show they're not watching

the way the teenyearolds on here are all adults and the adultyearolds on here are all twelve

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the way the teenyearolds on here are all adults and the adultyearolds on here are all twelve

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^ things I thought I'd never learn how to write well but did by just doing it a lot

Things I Didn’t Think Would Be Hard To Write But ARE

Walking into a room

Transitioning between scenes without it feeling awkward

Two characters saying “I love you” without it being cringe

Describing a character’s face without using the word “eyes” 500 times

A battle scene that doesn’t feel like a turn-based RPG

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this is one of my most favorite conversations in a novel ever.

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chronic fatigue is like, I used to be Garamond, and now I'm just comic sans, and not because I lost my personality or anything! no, I'm just too tired to stand up straight and fancy

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just spill all the soup on the floor

does anyone know how to format worldbuilding posts?

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A silhouette on the edge | Weary and Wanting

I'm stranded on a moment and the moment never ends. There's a huff, and a sigh, and I've lost my severed head. Twelve bucks are in my pocket but the streets are full of fears. I'm walking through the sundown and there are no shadows here.

Was yesterday the start that I believed would hold my hand? Would it matter if it was? You can trust it. I can't.

I'm perched on spider threads that stitch my fingers to my brain. There's no echo in this jungle. There is only pain. There is only fidgeting, and a scraped out, hollow void. There is only all my silence. There is only all my noise.

I'm trying to be quiet, to melt down with the sun. I'm lost in what I searched for, and once again, I am no one.

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the insane disconnect between having a really positive attitude n kind of just chilling and the fact that your body is absolutely wrecked in an annoyingly long-term kinda way

"I'm good" and "I'm terrible" are both accurate right now

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and i need you to understand how unusual this is. if nothing else i have so much oc lore than I can tell you about at the drop of an ask but I currently have nothing and that's so weird!

i want to talk about my ocs but im literally this image. i got nothing

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Books are People too tag

It's about time I contributed something to writeblr again, so I'm doing a book tag. Fear not, fellow "I haven't actually been reading" crowd, this is about books you own/have already read. I got your back.

I'm including pictures with mine, but you don't have to.

1. A book you own multiple copies of:

I have the original paperback, the new paperback, the 10th anniversary and, pictured here, 15th anniversary editions. This isn't even one of my favorite books ever, but rather one that I have a ton of nostalgia for, and refer to constantly as a fantastic guide for how to open a story and get your audience hooked.

2. A book you didn't want to read but ended up loving

Dad got me Redwall when I was 9 and I turned my nose up at it, as I was too deeply entrenched in an adult British naval series at the time. When i finally picked it up, I ended up adoring it and continued to read the series over the years until the author passed away. I own the whole series and the covers are all mismatched.

3. A book you checked out from the library often/borrowed from a friend all the time

When my family was living in England between 2004-2005, mom got us library cards at the library in the next town over to us and I checked out Robin Hood and king Arthur books all the freaking time, but this one in particular I loved to death. My mom hunted out down for my birthday some years ago, because she's wonderful.

4. A rather large book

The Princess bride is one of my favorite movies, and I was so confused when I was trying to get this at the library the first time, because I could only find the "abridged" version. My aunt got me this gorgeous copy for my birthday one year, with illustrations and maps. The abridged is all there is!

5. A book you totally stole from someone:

This is extra funny because I have this to my dad, and then read it myself and loved it so much I just kinda...kept it. Forever. This book is one of the only Christian fantasy series with truly good worldbuilding and complex, interesting characters. And dragons!

6. A book you have to buy a new copy of because you lost your old one;

I can NOT find my original copy of this book anywhere and so reluctantly bought a "new" one from thriftbooks. Maybe my sister has it? I read this as a kid and have always loved it.

7. A book that was recommended to you:

A friend said this was his favorite book so I tried it (we were kids). It's good! Simple and silly, and i do love it. The book stuck around longer than the friend, lol.

8. A book it was really hard to get your hands on:

This is written by my mom's friend and I did alpha reading for it while it was being written when I was like fifteen years old. I know I gave way too many detailed comments because eventually I stopped getting emails, which was totally fair. Some of my suggestions made it into the book, tho.

9. A book you never intend to read:

I read all those books to the right also by Michael Morpurgo when I was 10, but not this one. Years went by and those books are all associated with the time spent in England and I feel like I can't read this one because I'm not a ten year-old in Kent anymore. It's stuck there. So it'll just sit on my shelf unread.

10. A book you'd recommend to anyone:

It's really good. Just read it.

@memento-morri-writes @my-cursed-prince @oh-no-another-idea @did-i-do-this-write @writeblrfantasy @talesofsorrowandofruin or anybody!

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the little people hanging out in my minecraft still loading world:

Ryleth, the pluckiest of plucky wizard lads despite being the universe's favorite which is the worst

Maran, the bluntest pragmatic swordslady who would destroy the world for Ryleth or maybe even save it, I guess

Quell, the quietest large man with a hammer who probably does have a heart made of gold, he's that pure

Ruanah, the most gorgeous mystery who never explains anything and maybe also doesn't sleep? she's weird

Sandy, the only one consistently using his brain and also puts in so much overtime keeping everybody else alive

Kenzin, trouble-finder extraordinaire, who shakes hands with death at least once a week because she doesn't believe in fear

there's not a lot of sense but there are shenanigans which I'm given to understand is how dnd works so it's probably fine