I FINALLY FINISHED CHAPTER TWO OF PUZZLE
each chapter is about 25 pages long so that’s. a lot more impressive to me than it probably sounds, haha
here, have an excerpt from a chapter I haven’t gotten to yet:
And before you can weasel an answer out of [Josselin], he collapses against you, nearly crawling into your lap. For just a moment, you freeze, but he’s so upset, and you’re the only one here, and he’s your friend. So you take the edges of the weighted blanket and wrap it around both of you. Josselin curls up as much as he can, burying his face in your shirt as he continues to cry.
So you do everything you can.
You stay there, with your arms around him, whispering comforting nonsense and giving him time to find what he needs to say.
You don’t know how much time passes before Josselin calms down enough to speak.
“Sorry,” he whispers. He pulls away and dabs at the tear streaks he left on your shirt, as if trying to dry them. You shake your head.
“Don’t apologize. We all have triggers. It’s okay.”
Josselin looks at you with wide, tearful, frightened eyes. You make eye contact for a brief moment before it becomes too much for both of you, and you turn your eyes to his left ear, and he turns his to your hand on your knee.
“What happened?” you ask.
Josselin shakes his head.
“Don’t want to talk about it?”
He shakes his head again. A flash of thunder and a boom of lighting, and he jumps again, but doesn’t cry.
“Okay,” you say.
A long, long, awkward pause.
“Do you want to listen to some music?”
A halfhearted shrug. Your arm around his shoulders tightens instinctively, and he leans a little closer, lowering his head, like he’s hiding.
So you open your phone, switch from wifi to data, and look for something to listen to on youtube.
Josselin stifles a half-laugh, half-sob when the Spanish version of the Hercules opening begins, soft and tinny in the quiet room.
Neither of you speaks for quite some time, content to listen to the music in relative silence, with only the storm in the background. Finally, when the playlist is almost done, Josselin nudges his nose against your shoulder like a sad cat. As he pulls away from you, he murmurs, “Thank you, Meara. Really.”
“Of course,” you whisper back. “You’re my friend.”
Josselin smiles weakly and his nose and ears turn bright pink. He looks away.
Puzzle taglist: @ohsugarfoot @abalonetea @only-book-lovers-left-alive @poore-choice-of-words @leadhelmetcosmonaut @jasperygrace @drippingmoon @writtendevastation @viskafrer
1 note · View note
Every secret of a writer’s soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind, is written large in his works.
- Virginia Woolf
"Sleep is a waste of time... If you don't dream." Received an inspiring message today as I form the building blocks to host a Symposium before July 2nd 😊... . . The Symposium : Berlin . . . . . #PresentTransparent . . FREE Preview of book in bio : . . . HumanityinPoetry.wordpress.com. . . #Follow @rhetoricrush @heartofpoets #rhetoricrush #Quotes #Poetry #heartofpoets #poetrycommunity #writersofig #amwriting #authorlife #writer #bookworm #songwriter #thoughts #writers #writerscommunity #motivation #poetsofinstagram #wordporn #poetsofig #spokenword #qotd #nanowrimo #igbooks #creativewriting #poet #wordgasm #writerscorner #amediting #inspiration https://www.instagram.com/p/CQD0UeSJg3r/?utm_medium=tumblr
After having marked yet another downward trend they stood back and took in the whole graph for a moment before turning to address the crowd, trying to put on as brave a face as possible.
“On the plus side, at least once we hit the bottom we can’t get any lower!” They said. There was scattered, weak laughter.
Then came a small sound from behind, from the graph. That was weird.
Turning back again they saw that a part of it had fallen away, a part that had previously been hiding even further depth. Turns out they could actually keep going down, and that what had looked like the bottom was not the bottom.
The bottom was, in fact, much, much lower.
1 note · View note
#she's a lady (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/273412880-she%27s-a-lady?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=tomboyasf&wp_originator=%2B1P4EDdbZYt7%2Fn7%2BEVx%2BFZEkaL2ZLSIBDl6PTIuztMSvzox6828oaugXNPLUpOLdzLGNHknw0xQMYQ65lT24LpZqaMuUFJ24KkiNW2oikRoWQMd9ibORkC2VZJnH8rl3
a wlw (women loving women) novel.
- Alex, young adult, meets Jesse, black woman, out queer, feminist. She will steal her virginity, in a tender moment, where her partner will teach her how to love herself as she is, to be confortable with yourself and to show it to the others, look at me, I'm here, I am me, I am beautiful.
- As the author of this novel, I tried to show a realistic representation of lesbian love and lesbian sex, as it isn't correctly represented enough in this society. Hope you'll like it :)
2 notes · View notes
Derniers instants, un nouveau recueil.
la flamme vacille et s’éteint
et pourtant le feu se ravive
The life I live ❤️ ... . . . . . #PresentTransparent . . FREE Preview of book in bio : . . . HumanityinPoetry.wordpress.com. . . #Follow @rhetoricrush @heartofpoets #rhetoricrush #Quotes #Poetry #heartofpoets #poetrycommunity #writersofig #amwriting #authorlife #writer #bookworm #songwriter #thoughts #writers #writerscommunity #motivation #poetsofinstagram #wordporn #poetsofig #spokenword #qotd #nanowrimo #igbooks #creativewriting #poet #wordgasm #writerscorner #amediting #inspiration https://www.instagram.com/p/CQDd1ivJz9f/?utm_medium=tumblr
I know. I know. This is longer than six sentences. I couldn't only share six sentences of this. It's among my favorite dialogue in Pale Fire.
The River Valley
"What are you talking about, Annabelle?" It was the first time he had ever spoken her real name, and the sound of it nearly frightened her to fainting. "What did he do to you?"
"He hit me. I tried to run, and he shot me with a sleep dart. I could not believe he did it, still cannot."
"Where is this bastard now?" Shay's countenance took on a grim pale appearance. It was genuinely frightening.
"I don't know. Why?"
"Because he's feckin' dead, that's why!"
1 note · View note
Reusable Resource - Flash Fic - Sci-fi - horror - Ida pays the consequences for her curious mind.
#amwriting #writerslife #flashfiction #flashfic #flash #scifi #horror #short #story #WritingCommunity
Hi everyone, I hope you’re all well and having a productive day in whatever you’re up to. Today I’m sharing a piece of flash fiction with you that I just had to get out of my brain. It was one of those ideas that just niggles away at you until you have no choice but to get it out -if only so you can refocus on what you’re actually meant to be doing. Anyway, the story is called Reusable Resource –…
View On WordPress
When you’re trying to get more people to read your ebooks. 😅
So...if you’re looking for a free ebook, I have two available on Dreame! https://m.dreame.com/novel/zugCnrD4t6W/eu7bUBlaWg==.html
They're here to evaluate whether our planet is ready. The Donovackia Corporation is waiting to profit from us. Great FreeNovel ➜ amzn.to/32LTSzY ing
I've been too busy and lazy (yes, both at the same time) to Bookstagram my own novel, so one of my best friends beat me to it.
Ain't she a beaut?
3 notes · View notes
a small start: I’m slowly getting back into digital art, and started off with drawing Diana in a variety of outfits / looks! In this one, I recreated the formal dress she wears in chapter 38, based on modern patadyong (Filipino dress).
excerpt with its description in the novel below:
Opulence might have been fitting had she been older and more settled into her role as queen, fashion high as a full moon’s tides and heavy as its crashing waves upon the shore, but such gravitas then would have held her down.
There was weight still to her outfit—her matching bright indigo top and wrapped patadyong both stiff—but not too much weight; so that when Diana emerged in the front hall once more, she moved with as much animation as ever, her sheer and gold-patterned longer underskirt seeming to float even in the air, the subtle patterning waves ever-shifting as she moved, the ocean roiling around her ankles. A thick scarf draped across her chest in a curved v-shape, tight-pulled around her shoulders, but that did little to restrict movement either.
One last time before she had to depart, Diana and Karyn embraced, the world warming around them. Just one final kiss, as promised, and then Diana departed for the council.
2 notes · View notes
hey people!! yesterday i posted some new poems up on my blog, i am but a small little blogger gremlin, so if you wanna check it out and maybe let people know/like/comment/shower me in fame and fortune maybe but no pressure feel free lol
In my study of openings for @inspiretammyb #FabulousFlashFiction course I grabbed four fiction first lines physically closest to me. Do you have a favorite first line? #amlearning #amreading #amwriting #flashfiction https://www.instagram.com/p/CQC9ZzSL0vG/?utm_medium=tumblr
I will miss my characters when I finish…who else missed their characters when they finish
Special thanks to Speaker and Entertainment Attorney Aditya Ezhuthachan for speaking to our group today, 6/12. Thank you all for your support.
These two represent two important inspiration personalities for my novel, The Messengers of Ilbeor. The blonde on the left is my sister, and the brunette on the right is my daughter. Without these two and certain others, this book would not exist!
She wasted so much time longing for what was not hers The grass was always green on the other side Blinded to the weeds growing beneath the surface, She saw only their blessings, but not the struggles that went with them Forever trapping her in an endless cycle of #envy ~MLW Lundeen~ #writingcommunity #writingchallenge #writerscommunity #vss365 #prompt #wordprompt #writersofinstagram #MLWLundeen #womenwriters #writingcommunityofinstagram #writingabook #writersworld #authorsofinstagram #writingtime #supportingauthors #authorssupportingauthors #writerslife #authorslife #amwriting #supportwriters #supportwritersandauthors #supportauthors #authorsofig #authorsofinsta #writersofig #writersofinsta #writerscommunity #writingprompt #writingprompts #writingchallenge https://www.instagram.com/p/CQC51K3rGLd/?utm_medium=tumblr