#beginning writer

[writer-thea]

Привет, я Тея Белл, приятно познакомиться👋🏻

Мой блог посвящëн от и до писательству и всему, что касается этого поприща. Здесь не будет ни моей жизни в целом, ни прочего, только рассказы, писательские новости, челленджи, обзоры на книги для начинающих писателей и тд.

Я очень хочу стать хорошим писателем, и буду рада любому адекватному отклику и подписке.

Если вам интересна моя жизнь, то вот мой основной блог: @limsunhee

Надеюсь, буду радовать вас контентом😊

Также вот мои ссылки на соц. сети:

вк: vk.com/daren_willis9

Фикбук: https://ficbook.net/authors/790440

Ваттпад: wattpad.com/thea_bell9

[hoolay-boobs]

Ok so. It's like I have forgotten everything about writing. How does one even begin writing? 😭😭 Do you have any writing advice for beginners?

This is a great question! I think you’re going through writers block. Sometimes, after years of writing, we one day are like “what r words.” It’s like if you’ve ridden a bike for years and one day it’s just so difficult randomly. But don’t worry! You can always get back on that bike.

Here is a website I found to combat writers block:

10 ways to overcome writers block

I also have some words of wisdom for beginner writers that I hope will help!

1. Start with a scrap journal.

This journal does not need to be like a diary or anything, but it can be fun to just write down sentences for your story as they come into your mind- in whatever order! I have written down the beginning of my spin off- I’m not even done the first book in my series! But writing down any ideas for your characters or the universe your story takes place in- whether it’s the first chapter or last-

My scrap journal is a mess. I’ve been writing in it for years, it’s purple and glittery which I looove, there’s ripped out pages stuck in the middle, there’s ideas for the sequel, there’s some dialogue written for the first book, for chapter 1, then chapter 12 randomly etc. Writing in a little scrap journal or diary of lined paper (or you could use your notes app on your phone, or a google document on your laptop, or whatever you prefer to write in! I just wouldn’t use the same folder as your actual manuscript/draft of book) can take away the pressure of it feeling like a “good copy” that has to be “perfect”, and instead just gets the writing flowing :)

2. Fill out a character chart!

These can be fun to get in the heads of your protagonists! You can find many on Pinterest, but here’s one I found from Medium!

Also: don’t worry if you don’t know your character’s favourite food or favourite number or favourite shirt yet, some of these you’ll never even need to know as the author, and some of these you’ll discover along the way. Whatever suits your story! It’s more important to know your characters’ goals, ambitions, fears, and inspiration than say, their favourite animal.

3. Give your document a funny name!

The first manuscript I ever wrote (and never finished lol, abandoned middle school project) had it’s book title and chapter title of course, but said just below the header, “warning: don’t read if you’re homophobic or hate fall out boy” or something else cringy like that, I can’t recall exactly 😅 but it helped take the pressure off of beginning a “formal looking draft”! Some header titles could include:

- Welp here we go, I have nothing to lose

- First draft, cowabunga!

- Here is some beautiful messy writing

- Hmm let’s give this a try

- Behold! Beginner’s writing!

And then just write your book title and chapter title below it, and began typing out the intro. It could be your main character describing her life, or it could pick up right during two characters’ conversation, or it could begin with the main character walking home and describing the world around her, there really are no rules!

4. Use a few tumblr writing prompts!

If you feel stuck at the beginning of your story, many tumblr users do post great dialogue prompts! Here are some I enjoy :3

@givethispromptatry- I literally recommend like all of their prompts lol, whichever ones you get inspiration from :)

150 random writing prompts by @writinginstardust :)

@writing-prompt-s is also a good account! :)

5. Don’t overthink it!

Let your beginning of your novel have mistakes. Let it be a work of progress. Let it be childish or messy or cringy or whatever. Your second draft can be the fancy one, don’t hold back on the first draft! It will be okay <3

Goodluck! I hope this helped!

[idioticsnow]

OOHHOOJOOHOO MAMA

Idk what I should do rn

I made a cool virus infection thing but it's not mlp nonono it's of NEW critters not old but NEW.

Should I write it on wattpad or make a blog for it?

[lilibrownlabonita]

First of all I warn you that I speak Portuguese and Spanish, English is not my native language and I don't have any kind of study on this language. 👍

My content here has no intention of offending anyone, it's all fictitious, if you don't like it don't read it or I blocked myself don't waste your time with me, my content won't change.

I write a lot of +18 content because my hormones are killing me, you can ask me for anything as long as it doesn't contain pedophilia or necrophilia because that's disgusting, I accept requests but preferably specific ones. 💕

I write Dark, yandere and mostly "normal" fanfic for vanilla, I love them all equally.

My main focus are: namor, aemond, tenoch, lee bodecker, bucky, xavier thorpe but soon the list will grow 😽💕

You can call me Mei or Lili, I like both names so it makes no difference. 😸

Masterlist

Andsaymore

[adamsstuffs-blog]

✒️DALIUS NEVEUS🐦

Meet Dalius Neveus a mangled mess of tar and feathers as well as horrific appendages that are different lengths and sizes a unholy sight to see since he had to make them from scratch.he is accompanied with bat wings to concur the skies as well as a comb on his head but it's not like any other bird comb it's like a radio station or a signal if you will-(its what links all the Dayanes as a species),he has fierce eyes which he has stolen for greater purposes as well as a machine engraved into his head and legs guide him in walking since he is paralyzed from the waist down due to a unspeakable deliberate affair.

[amphibeans]

September 3 - the beginning

Hello there ! And welcome to my first ever blog post. This is the beginning of putting my life down in posts that I then plan to look back at when I'm older. It's a way for me to see how I was feeling when I was a certain age, or what cool stuff I did that made me change as an individual. Because not only is this a way to put my life into words, it also lets me think about the world and certain topics in a way that I adore to do. How the blog posts are gonna work is fairly simple. All the key talking points are stylized as headers. The first headers are all gonna be events that have happened in my life, and the morals of the story that go along with it. After that, I give my humble opinion about certain topics that have recently gone into my busy head or that I've experienced firsthand. The meaning of this blog is not for it to be all about me. I want you, the reader, to feel how this might affect your own life. In small bite-sized chunks, I want to give slice-of-life content that might inspire you to start doing something similar like this. Perhaps you might also learn something new from this that you might have never thought about.Whatever that might be, in the end I hope you enjoy reading these posts. Thank you so much already for making it to here. Now let's get onto it, shall we?

The final first school day

September 1st, a day every student under the age of 18 despises. Letting go of summer is already hard enough, and to have it been made worse with the start of having a huge responsibility on your back is something that sits with people a lot I reckon, at least it has done for me. Starting school is never easy, during the summer I had quite a plan on how I wanted the year to go. I wanted to start getting to make summaries for each subject I'm having, which I had never done before at this point. I bought a bullet journal and actually tried to start using it. Of course, starting to do something that goes against your normal habits is never an easy task to do. That's what almost set me off for doing it in the first place. It could only work if everything must be perfect, right? That's what went through my mind when I started hatching this "first day of school" plan. Anyhow, the summer came and went, and so began the first school day, which would also be my final one.

The day was an incredibly rainy one, but luckily also a very short one considering I needed to be there more later in the day. In the end I only had 3 classes that I needed to partake in. Meeting my classmates from last year was fun, as was meeting my teachers. They all were a little agitated by the fact that school started again (apart from the teachers), but the atmosphere was great. Most of the day went great with getting the usual info and a few starting lessons, I'm very proud to be in a class where there is a sense of community between us all, and that makes the school experience good.

Having Friday as the first school day is a good thing, considering you only need to go there one time and then you can rest a bit, take everything in that you experienced, the flashbacks, the vibe, everything about it, and be ready when you're heading for a full week of this thing. And I believe I'm very ready for it. I hope that you were/are ready for it too. I have faith you're gonna do so good !! My weekend wasn't anything major compared to the first school day, but I did went to bike in the night with tons of lights, they are on my Instagram. That's where I'll leave it at now, I'm kinda not feeling well writing this due to a personal event, it happens to all of us. I'll be writing more next week. Thank you for reading.

[rotting-raspberry]

Notice

Unfortunately I somehow got locked out of my wattpad account. I'll try to log back in asap. However, with school approaching swiftly, I will be more inactive. I'm aware I haven't been very active recently and I apologize for that, I'll try to get back on track once I can!. Thanks for your patience everyone!

[true-autistic-tales]

lovesickness, chapter 2 "the party"

"the chin-up" |</3

lovesickness is an au/fanfic made by me and has my experiences of being lithromantic and transgender but mostly lithromantic with some mommy issues as well tbh

warnings for this chapter: underage drinking, intimacy 👀

also keep in mind that new chapters will release extremely infrequent and that i am a beginner writer, thank you

the story under the cut

9:50pm, only a few minutes until the party. axl stood up in his room, looking over to his little brother, sleeping peacefully. a smiled was placed on axl's face but quickly removed as he walked over to the window and opened it, sean waiting for him outside. before he hopped out the window, he glanced at brick again and quietly wished; "you and sue deserve better."

axl walked up to sean, sean grinning at him. "you ready?"

"i guess i am"

near the entrance to the house party, cars and other teenagers littering outside. now that axl actually thought about it, he had no idea who was hosting the party but they did seem flirty in the invite text. axl, sean and darrin walked into the house to be greeted with more teenagers and stereotypical red plastic cups everywhere. axl suddenly felt anxious, wanting to stay in a corner with what felt like his only friends for the rest of the night, but something instantly caught his eye. an attractive tall african american boy siting on a couch, he was drinking something out of a plastic cup and was staring at axl. axl felt uncomfortable being so fondly stared at, thankfully sean noticed and nudged him, signaling that their group would be going into a different room.

they made their way to a different room which was the kitchen and somehow more messy than the livingroom but instead of plastic cups thrown everywhere it was empty glass alcohol bottles. sean frowned, even though he was an adolescent teen, he still hated alcohol and such of the like. darrin had other ideas; "this party ain't too bad." he tried lightening up the disappointed group, raiding the cupboards for food. "you think there's gonna be some pretty girls here?"

"yeah, probably," sean began smiling to him. "there's a lot of people here." sean turned to axl, suggesting that they should go off with some girls for the night, axl chuckled at him.

"who the fuck is going through my cupboards again?!" the attractive boy came into the kitchen angrily until he realized axl was there. "oh hi, sorry for staring so much at you, you're just so hot." he apologized and placed his hand out which axl accepted until the boy said the last part of his sentence. "im hutch, well, my actual name is charles but everybody calls me hutch." hutch beamed at him, staring at him again. "i don't think ive met you before, what's your name?"

"oh, um, axl- axl heck." axl awkwardly answered hutch, hoping sean would get him out of this like he did before. hutch lovingly smiled at him; "welcome to the party, axl!"

"thank you, dude." axl could practically see hutch's thoughts about him, he sorta liked it in a way.

"ahem! other people in the room too?" sean made a loud coughing noise to get hutch's and axl's attention toward him and darrin.

"oh, right, sorry fellas." hutch faced them, trying to be as polite as possible. "you would like a drink?"

"no thanks, im not into alcohol." sean declined, shaking his head with darrin, if they were caught drunk, they would be killed by their families, metaphorically speaking.

"axl?" he slided to the socially awkward teen, rising an eyebrow jokingly.

"i don't have a lot to lose, sure." axl stated, shrugging his shoulders. unlike his firends, he didn't care about what people thought of him anymore, or that's what he liked it think about himself. he knew he would get into deep shit and he secretly wanted it. hutch handed him a plastic cup with the alcohol and he chugged the whole thing before dropping and stomping it on the floor to everyone's amazement. axl felt a quick rush through his body then an instant warm low, he made a involuntary "ahhuck!" noise from the feeling and taste. "another." he command, hutch chuckled and bit his lip while sean and darrin began to worry.

"remember to go easy with the drinks, buddy." sean warned axl but he didn't take, he just wanted the feelings to go away. he hated those feelings and those memories of his parents hating him, he wanted to forget, please let him forget.

everything was getting blurry, axl had forgotten how many drinks he had but he knew that he somehow made it to hutch's bedroom,they were cuddling and axl's favorite song was softly playing somewhere in hutch's room. "do you know how fucking gorgeous you are?" hutch stroke axl's cheek, giggling a bit. he didn't know how to feel anymore, the alcohol did its work. he finally didn't worry about frankie and mike for this moment but he should have guessed what hutch had plans to do. hutch held axl's face and looking longingly into his eyes, after a while hutch lightly kissed axl on his lips. axl pulled in closer, holding hutch's hips. axl loved this, he loved disobeying his parents. he knew that identifying as a boy then playing with another boy would make his parents unbelievably pissed, and he loved it but still something in his head was screaming; "either get me off or get off me now!" axl didn't want to listen to that voice, he wanted to live. the boys chuckled as they rolled over each other, making out on hutch's bed. axl was finally free for the night and damn he was going to enjoy all of it even if he got that feeling, that feeling undescribable of disgust but he pushed on. and on. "i love you, ax." and on.

"i love you, charles." and on.

[pixieberrydust]

Mon amour tu es de l'art.

(My love you are art.)

Picture Credit: Pinterest.

[niebieskaliliawodna]

Desgracias - Capítulo 1 - Nenúfar (Xiudkary) - Casa del Dragón (TV) [Archivo Propio]

Hello, I hope you like it this is my first story in the dragon house universe, it clarified beforehand that I'm from the green team, so if you don't like it, please don't read it since it's pro green. But if you read it, enjoy it 🤭

[writer-thea]

Просто любимая цитата из любимой книги "Герой туманной долины"😊

[matchy-matcha]

Introduction

Hello to who this post reaches to! I am trying to find a base of writing my stories online but I don't know where to begin. I've been writing stories for years but I can't seem to find a good website to post on, nor do I have motivation. I would love to make some connections and acquaintances on Tumblr to start out. Anyone who has any recommendations, any suggestions, please reach out to me! <3

I also love reading. I love romantic comedy stories, but I also do enjoy a little bit of drama. I also do read some fan fiction, but not too much, but they are very enjoyable! My favorite trope is the fake dating trope and also the enemy to lovers trope.

Anyone have any suggestions for a good story under that type of theme? I would love to read any good stories!

I am currently working on a story that has been sitting in my Google docs for months now. It's about a lonely girl who is going through a tough time with her boyfriend in jail and having to pay for all of his bills while he's there. It leaves her stressed and financially lost. Then coincidentally, she meets a famous actor that is globally known, and there are some occurrences and situations where they are met to interact with each other.

I definitely have more of a detailed summary, but I wanted to get it by to anyone first. Please feel free to reach out and like I said, I'm open to any suggestions anyone has for me.

Thank you so much for taking time to read this.

[residentweevil13]

The second transport is away

I have now posted two fanfics. One is smol, the other is teeny. Hitting the button is still mildly terrifying. Both of them are crack/fluff throwaways in different iterations of a Marvel au and both are Frostiron. I'm still about 2-3 edits from getting my under 2.5k Tony/OC work better polished, but I like it.

I'm reading a ton of fanfiction lately with much more perspective regarding writing techniques. I'm still amazed at how well an interesting story can draw me in even if it is full of grammatical errors, though I seem to be drawing the line when it comes to unintentionally OOC writing. Typically, I've chosen a challenging ship to start writing in, because writing Tony Stark well is hard. But there are plenty of writers out there who have done it. Also... I am in awe of the sheer number of words some people can produce. Sigh. Practice. And more practice.

[golden-gardens-bl0g]

﹒♤﹒🖤﹒🖇️﹒welcome everyone ﹒~

I hope you're ready as you're in for a ride here. Here you'll watch me go through my struggles and learning of a fanfic writer, along with just my life and getting to know, i mostly write for mark, egos(jacks, marks, ethensn, sander sides) and more, i will write reader x character or character x character.

Speaking of so, hello. You may call me golden, gold or goldy. I identify as a demi boy, as of Right now im questioning my sexuality, pronoun wise he/him.

Here's a couple boundaries of mine.

Use masculine terms on me

You can criticize my work, i really don't care, im here to learn.

I do not write nsfw writing such makes me uncomfortable.

Flirting is fine with me but as of rn i prefer all to be platonic or joking.

I have a write to decline a request if i have a reason to and i will explain why.

__________________________________________

My page is safe for everyone besides the following.

Homophobic.

Transphobic.

Ableist.

Racist.

Any unnecessary drama starters.

Proshippers.

I hope you enjoy your stay.

[just-gonna-write]

Tis the dead of night

That silver plated-sky

Crowned in violet

It settles high,

High above

When the whole world sleeps

When the grass sings

In the gentle breeze

The loving whoosh

Of wind through leaves

Above the ground.

The world smells crisp

A cold autumn night

When the air nips and bites

Like puppies at play

The silver coin

With its gentle glow

Gives light to the world

Harsh, cold light

Illuminating that hole in your chest,

The pounding, pounding, pounding of your heart

If it is peaceful,

Why do you hear that rustle? Just the wind, dearest

There is peace,

The world is quiet

The silence feels like a hug Holding you tight to its chest

Like a mother comforting a frightened child

Like a lover coming home after a long day

An embrace

The shadows hold you

They watch you too

Their intent is unknown

Their eyes void, nothing to look into Curtains of black greet you

But if you pull the curtains

Will the light of day flood your senses, Or will you find only blankness?

Go on now, find out

The dark is nothing to fear