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I’m sending Good Writing Vibes to anyone and everyone who needs them right now!!!
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I like simple things books ,being alone or with someone who understands
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Not Special
The refueling station was on a small moon in the back end of nowhere, close to nothing but a couple of wormhole junctions. Since it had a little convenience store and everything, it really gave off “7/11 next to a desert highway” vibes. Just, y’know, in space. The moon wasn’t big enough for proper gravity or air on its own, so someone had installed a gravity generator under the dusty red ground. And turned it up just a smidge too high, but I wasn’t going to complain.
I was going to buy pre-packaged alien snacks at the store while my coworkers handed the refueling. Mimi was calling the shots, tentacles waving and gravelly voice audible from here, while the Frillian twins handled the heavy lifting of connector hoses and Captain Sunlight was at the payment kiosk. The others were either staying onboard or already browsing the aisles.
I’d just picked up a pack of something colorful (doing an artful fumble-and-recovery because of the gravity) when a rowdy group of Armorlites trooped in. I didn’t pay them too much attention — just a bunch of macho dinosaurs with holstered blasters and bipedal swagger; totally normal here — but one of them said something that brought me up short.
“Hey look, another human,” said the cheerful voice. “Maybe you can get some tips on how not to be such a disappointment.” Raucous laughter followed.
I frowned in their direction and saw that they did have a human with them: a pale and unassuming guy just a bit shorter and stockier than me. He looked annoyed by the comment, but not surprised.
When he walked over to me, I asked, “What’s that about?” The Armorlites were already ignoring him.
The guy sighed. “They heard a lot of stories about humans before they hired me, and I don’t meet their expectations.”
“What kind of stories?”
“Humans doing daring things, like running for hours to get medicine to dying people, catching a diseased rat before it infected an entire space station, throwing fruit at charging fauna hard enough to make it leave…” He ticked things off on his fingers. “Exorcizing a ghost, and riding a hoversled like a skateboard fast enough to catch a bomb before it blew up. How am I supposed to compete with that?” He threw his hands in the air.
“Um,” I said, putting down the snack I was still holding. “Would it make it better or worse to know those were all the same person?”
“What?”
“The rat wasn’t actually diseased, the ghost was a howling dog, and I didn’t know the thing was explosive when I rushed to catch it,” I said. “And I wasn’t the only person throwing things at the fauna.”
“What?” he repeated, with a spread-arms gesture that smacked into the shelf. Rubbing his hand, he asked, “That was all you?”
“Yeah,” I admitted. “Unless there are other humans doing the same things, which is possible.”
He raked fingers through his hair, setting it at odd angles. “I can’t believe this. I’d tell them, but they’d just want to hire you instead.”
I rushed to assure him, “I’ve got a job already, and I don’t want to take yours.” I glanced over at the Armorlites, who were grabbing food and accessories. One clicked a flashlight on in another’s face, prompting curses from him and laughter from the others. That tracked from what I’d seen of Armorlite culture before. Toughness was important. Kindness, not so much. “What do you do for them?”
He sighed again. “Bookkeeping, officially. They needed somebody to handle the boring stuff like money and permits while they focus on hunting the biggest animals they can sell.”
“Gotcha. That sounds … exciting.”
“It’s not. It’s like going on a trip with my cousins again, except they’re even bigger and make fun of me for not having claws.”
“You’ve got other stuff going for you, though!” I said. “We just need to figure which of your differences they’ll respect most.”
“I’m all ears,” he said with a certain level of sarcasm. “Please tell me what about my fragile human physique will get me respect from the Mighty.”
Oh right, they did call themselves that. I’d almost forgotten. At least they were a straightforward species without a lot of mysterious depths.
“Well,” I said, thinking. “They like fighting. You’re more suited to stealth than they are, small enough to hide and do sneak attacks that they wouldn’t see coming. What if you introduced them to rubber band warfare, and sniped from hidden parts of the ship?”
“Nope,” he said. “That would just end with me cornered somewhere, and them showing off how even thin scales are tougher than my skin.”
“Good point. Oh! What kind of animals do they hunt? You said big ones, but do you know the specific names?” I got out my phone and brought up the database of known fauna that I’d talked Captain Sunlight into buying for me. As her own hired animal expert, it was really the kind of thing that I should have. My vet training on Earth only went so far.
“Uhhh, I think the last one was a treehorn,” he said. “Wait, they talked about going for Argoshan Dagger Birds next.”
“Right. Now what kind of noises do those make…” I typed quickly. Big creatures indeed, by the looks of it: Dagger Birds had prevented more than one colony from getting a foothold in the wilds of a nearby world, and were unlikely to stop being a threat anytime soon. I skimmed the rundown for the vocal files. “Here we go. Mating call.” Keeping the sound low enough for just us to hear, I played the croaking warble.
“Okay?” the guy said, confused.
“Can you imitate that?” I asked. “Give it a shot. Kinda like a frog. Woarrrk.”
Looking skeptical, he did. The expression on his face said he wasn’t impressed with his own efforts, but it sounded accurate enough to me.
“Great!” I said. “Give that a bit of practice, then you can go out with your crew and impress everybody by luring in some targets for them.”
“I could,” he said thoughtfully. “I usually stay on the ship while they’re hunting, but it might be worth a try. Can I have a copy of that sound for practice?”
He got out his own phone and I played it again so he could record it. The Armorlites were dumping things onto the front counter, ready to pay and leave. I caught sight of bright packaging that I recognized, and I had another idea.
“Thanks,” the guy said. “This might actually help. What was your name?”
“Robin Bennett,” I said with a belated handshake.
“Oscar Tennyson,” he replied. “Thanks for your help. Looks like I should grab my stuff and get going.”
“Before you go. See those tall cans with the purple labels?” I pointed at something the Armorlites were buying.
“Yeah?”
“Have you ever tried that?”
“No! They get wasted on it; I’ve steered far clear.”
I grinned with all my teeth. “That’s not alcohol. That’s caffeine.”
“What?”
“Humans can process caffeine better than most species on our own planet, and just about everybody in space. It’s a poison to most. It gets them super drunk, but for you—” I pointed at him with glee. “For you, it’s just a bit of energy. Pick your moment, then walk in casually while they’re getting wasted, and slam one down. See what happens.”
He was smiling now. “You’re sure? It’s really just caffeine? How much?”
“I checked into it before. One of those huge cans is like a watered-down coffee. These guys are absolute lightweights, and they don’t even know.”
He grinned to split his face. “That is the best news.”
One of them called for him to hurry up, and he bid me a quick goodbye before scampering off. I saw him grab food cubes, water, and a six-pack of caffeine, which he bundled onto the counter as the Armorlites headed out the door.
“Be right there! Just getting some stuff!”
They didn’t look, simply telling him not to waste any time. He smiled his way through the purchase.
Peeking over the shelves, I smiled too. Then I went back to my own purchases, with thoughts of getting an energy drink or two in his honor.
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These started as backstory tidbits for the main character from this book, and turned into a sprawling adventure series in their own right. The sequel book will feature a return of some familiar faces. And Patreon is coming soon — even the free tier will be a handy way to keep up with the ongoing shenanigans of this particular human in space.
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Fuck your word count!
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"Focus on your word count," "Write 2,500 words a day," "Real writers set monthly word goals."
SHUT UP! Your word count doesn't matter. You're just stressing yourself out.
It doesn't matter if you write one word today or 10,000! At least you wrote something! Focus on that.
Quality and sanity of quantity.
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sometimes you just gotta grab your character by the throat and have them say something ooc in order to progress the plot
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One of my favorite things about polyamory fic is that, because a character is having different needs filled by different partners (and serving different needs of different partners), you get to see many aspects of their character that might not come up if they were locked into a singular relationship dynamic. Thus you end up seeing a more multi-dimensional and fleshed out view of the character.
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PSA: SAID IS NOT DEAD. Said is not an overused word you need to cull out of your drafts. Said is not the devil. Said is a dialogue tag that your reader's eyes glaze over, barely noticed, allowing your dialogue to shine. Allowing your characters to speak without the narration overshadowing them. Said is doing a wonderful, thankless job! Said is not dead, you take that back—
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Person A: "Would you love me if I killed you?"
Person B: "I'd rather you ask me about if you were a worm or not."
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Theme: Tension...
1. As person A reaches over to adjust person B's collar, their fingers linger slightly, brushing against person B’s neck. Both freeze, the air thick with unspoken questions and the heat of their closeness.
2. "Why must you always oppose me?" person A hisses, stepping into person B's personal space, their faces inches apart. person B smirks, "Maybe I just like seeing you fired up."
3. During a heated board game night, person A slams their piece down right in front of person B, blocking their win. person B shoots person A a glare, the tension palpable as they forcefully say, "You're going to pay for that."
4. person A and person B, stuck in a malfunctioning elevator, stand on opposite sides. Each glance feels like a spark, but neither dares to break the silence, the air heavy with their shared discomfort.
5. In the quiet of the library, person A's hand brushes against person B's as they both reach for the same book. They withdraw quickly but their eyes lock, hearts pounding louder than the whispered pages around them.
6. Under the dim streetlight, person A's car breaks down. person B stops, leaning against their own vehicle. "Need help?" they call out, a challenging tone in their voice. person A, reluctant yet desperate, nods, the night air crackling with their conflicted emotions.
7. At the company retreat, person A and person B end up canoe partners. As they paddle in sync, their coordination is flawless yet silent, each stroke a wordless battle of wills.
8. person A watches as person B meticulously organizes their desk, aligning everything perfectly. person A reaches over and slightly misaligns a pen. person B’s quick glare and immediate correction fill the room with silent confrontation.
9. "You've got something on your cheek," person A murmurs, reaching out to brush away a crumb from person B's face. Their touch lingers, both suddenly aware of the other's quickened breath, the moment stretching between them.
10. During a critical negotiation, person A slides a revised contract across the table to person B. "Take it or leave it," person A challenges. person B's hand hovers over the document, their eyes locked on person A's, tension swirling like the storm outside.
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OKAY TIME FOR ME TO GO TRY MY HAND AT ROMANCE IN GENERAL. I’m crude and a beginner, so if this isn’t your thing, then just skip past it, I’ll continue doing my normal stuff.
“I don’t know how to do this fucking spreadsheet!”
“…Then why don’t you do-“
“Don’t say it.”
“…me.”
(Pls don’t murder me)
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Hey hey hey!
I just realized that every WIP I have and really like, has either...
A Drunk, An insane person, An Assassin, A rejected dishevelled outcast, or A sassy Thief as an Antihero
And they're always my favorite character...
For example, TCOT has three of these: Marril - (Assassin), Geon - (Insanity), Honrul - (Thief)
StF has One, Alkain as the outcast
And you all know where Jak lies on this scale...
Butttttt, My brain had been throwing ideas around recently, so I have a new potential WIP (which also coincidentally follows this format)
Officially to be Temporarily named C4
Now, please tell me if you'd like me to add this to my list of WIPs and work on dumb shit when I'm bored
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A story about people from 4 kingdoms. All of the characters are named after nature items but have a nickname that matches a Real life name. Including 4 of the 5 characters above (P.S. Each kingdom is modeled after one of the 4 standard elements)
1. (Thief) MC, Granite Hall [Grant] is a Sassy Thief who Smuggles gemstones from the Earth/Cave-themed kingdom.
2. (Outcast) 100% Disheveled Idgaf guy, Aragonite Hollins [Aaron/Argon] is a random city insider who nobody likes because he's lowkey kind of a bitch - Also from the Earth-themed caves
3. (Insanity) Savanna Fields [Anna] is batshit insane and terrifies her coworker and fellow slave Mesa [Mace] by harassing their masters and earning herself punishment on purpose as a fuck you. Other than that... she's just crazy - From the Fire-themed Mesas
4. (Assassin) Kelp Stryker [Kel] He fucking hates his name, and is a professional Assassin under the Queen of his water-themed kingdom. He is forced to work with a Freelance spy/burglar named Brook Swann
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Sooooo...
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Edit: SHIT I WANTED TO MAKE THE POLL 1 DAY NOOO
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“New book”
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