tgriffwrites

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one of my favorite things in fiction is when one of the villains realizes the error of their ways and joins (or is forcibly adopted into) the hero team but refuses to change their aesthetic to match the rest of the group so it's like

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Been working on a sci-fi YA novel for quite some time called Fireblast and Icestorm. Thought I’d drop my description of it.

“Jack and Rob are inseparable. As the princes of their home planets, they live luxurious lives. They ride space ships and have the best toys any kids could want: super powers! For eight-year-olds, everything is just about perfect.

All that changes when their fathers are assassinated by a villainous group known as the Malos Knights. With their lives thrown into chaos, the boys struggle to deal with their losses. Over the course of ten years, they embark on a journey of self-discovery across the solar system. On top of having to avenge their fathers and master their powers, they must also grapple with young love and the perils of adolescence. Along their quest, Jack and Rob discover a dark conspiracy and must rise to the challenge to stop it, claiming their destinies as the heroes Fireblast and Icestorm.”

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First two paragraphs of chp 1:

An eight-year-old boy charged down a war-torn battlefield, weighed down by clunky armor and a silver sword. The soil rumbled underneath him. Men and women, their tunics weathered, sprinted alongside him and roared. A parade of banners trailed behind, all ten planets in the solar system represented in their ranks. Soldiers cloaked in gray robes formed a barricade in front of them. The shrouded legion far out-numbered the rag-tag army.

​The boy’s heart drummed inside his chest. Sweat seeped into his short, sandy hair. He wiped his freckled face and advanced toward the wall of enemy swords and shields. Three horses darted past the tattered army, a young man on each. The lead man’s uniform danced in the wind. He gripped his stead and held a golden flag. His presence amplified the army’s march. They plowed onward without any fear. Filled with pride, the boy swung his sword.

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The accuracy of this is uncanny

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When you’re writing and the words are flying past and you stop to google one small detail that has no long-term effect on the story and

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Shaelin is the real MVP and has played a huge role in making my writing better.

Hey Shaelin, I just wanted to thank you. I’ve been working on a novel from high school to now grad school. You’re videos have greatly helped me improve my writing. Readers of my work have seen my early stuff and have noticed the difference. Also, I appreciate your remarks on the writing community. A new internship and new part time job have made finding time to write harder, but I know that everyone is different. Anyway, I know this isn’t much of a question, but thank you for being so helpful!

Thanks so much for the kind words!! <3 I’m so happy I could help even if it’s in the finest way, and good luck with your writing! 

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Alright, long time person of having this app, first time poster. Gonna try to put some of my writing out there, because, why not.