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os-eclipses-tamen-son-yuri · 26 days

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A thing I really enjoy about RGU is how when producing the anime the crew was aware of the budget and limits that often come with TV shows at that time and created their own cinematographic language based on them.

The roses, the frames, the transformation sequences... Not only were they able to use them smartly but also make them reinforce the core themes of the show; that of repetition, circularity, a repeated movement, a revolution.

I personally greatly appreciate when narrative media is -meta- not in a direct way but in its semiotics. Utena creates this language based on repetition and is constantly seen subverting it, adding new "rules".

Episode 33 is cinematographicaly one of the episodes I find most interesting because they literally put the turning point of the story (I personally think of this episode as a turning point because we see Utena finally with her "prince"; except that, instead of the happy "ending" one would expect in traditional stories, it is here where everything comes into place and the grim reality is made perfectly aware. Were Utena a traditional princess story, episode 33 would mark a happy conclusion. Instead it is only the beggining of what lies inside the box and once opened it cannot be closed again) in an episode that is all about repetition. A recap.

Also, for as much as many people gloss over the Black Rose Arc I very much think it crucial to establish all of RGU's symbols. Because Utena doesn't tell us things, it wants us to learn them by noticing the patterns, by seeing the repetitions and where they are being broken, so that we ask ourselves why. The elevator sequence is one of such cases where we learn more of the characterization of these characters by seeing how they act inside of it. It's even a basic screenplay exercise: "how would your characters act trapped inside an elevator".

Mikage itself is a shadow, not just of himself but of Utena as well, an omen forever frozen in time.

Because that's another theme, shadows. And how in a way they are echoes, simplified and distorted repetitions of oneself.

And while shadows are cast in contrast, projections are cast forward. While one is a memory of something, projections are the reproduced illusion of it.

Utena works with parallels and repetitions and understanding their semantics and syntax allows us, the viewers, even subconsciously to feel their weight.

#just wanted to leave some of my thoughts out there althought these are clearly unorganized and probably on closer revision wont make sense #regarding shadows and projections we can also talk about the construction of self and how that ties to the theme of growing up and maturing #like I sair rgu has this whole narrative language that in closer inspection is just so brilliant #rgu #utena #meta #utena meta #revolutionary girl utena #analysis

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amalgamationink · 22 days

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NAPOWRIMO24 #4: communism among the bees

#today's prompt: take ur title/some language/ideas from the 1958 nature book the strangest things in the world.#i picked ''communism among the bees'' as is perhaps obvious. and then i wrote about sherlock holmes' retirement instead of communism. L #(the ACD version that retired to the countryside to beekeep. not bbc sherlock for the love of gd i am not 13 anymore stay back demons)#this is the first poem this month that i'm not super happy w/ (i think there's a better version of it that i just ran out of time to write #today) but i'm trying to learn how to embrace imperfection. some writing is better than none. i will revise this later gddamn it.#napowrimo #napowrimo 2024 #spilled ink #poets on tumblr #poetry on tumblr #poems on tumblr #poetry #sherlock holmes #writeblr #damien.txt #image description in alt

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vaya-writes · 1 year

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The Wyvern's Bride - Part 3.2

When Adalyn gets sacrificed to the local wyvern, she’s a little annoyed and a lot terrified. Upon meeting the wyvern, she discovers that he’s not particularly interested in eating people, and mostly wants to be left alone. In a plot to save himself from the responsibilities his family keep pushing on him, Slate names Adalyn as his human Envoy, and tasks her with finding him a wife.

2000 words. Cis female human x Cis male wyvern (slow burn, arranged marriage, eventual smut). firefly-graphics did the divider.

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Adalyn wakes early. She’s used to getting up at sunrise to start baking, and up in the Spires with the balcony door propped open, she has an unimpeded view of the lightening sky.

Slate had woken earlier still and is nowhere to be found. There’s evidence of his stirring here and there. A blanket in a pile by the chaise. Crumbs at the table. A covered plate of cold toast waiting for Adalyn. She bites into it, relishing the jam Slate had procured.

She’s tempted to go back to bed. To sleep in until the sun finishes rising. To loaf about and relax, perhaps with a book. But she’s not yet game to go through Slate’s collection, and the threat of boredom chafes at her skin.

Instead, she dresses for the day, gathers up some of her cleaning supplies, and makes for the kitchen. She’s not sure what state she’ll find it in but is looking forward to using the area herself.

Light streams into the windows as she makes her way down the Tower until finally, she enters the passage that leads to the kitchen. Its dark, but thankfully short, and when she finds the dining room, the skylight illuminates the area enough to see her to the kitchen.

Adalyn swears under her breath as she locates the flint and steel and lights the nearest brazier. Perhaps lighting is another thing she’ll have to talk to Slate about.

When the kitchen is lit, Adalyn leans against the counter and surveys the place. Her legs are wobbly from the trek – it had been nice to stretch them, and she can move without discomfort now, but the hike will still take some getting used to.

The Matron’s staff had tidied the kitchen. Dishes had been washed and put away, and any remaining food had been sealed and put in the larder (dried fruits are all that remain). Still, there are crusts and crumbs scattered about, and the fire pit is overflowing with ash.

Adalyn sinks into cleaning. She marvels over the plumbing as she wipes and washes the counters. She puts on a pot of tea when she works, settling into the familiar routine. She even rummages through the larder for ingredients, and once the counters are clean, starts baking some bread and biscuits. She’d brought her starter yeast from home, and Slate’s kitchen is stocked with everything else she needs.

By midmorning she’s surveying the fruits of her labours with satisfaction. There’s a platter of sweets to snack on, jam sandwiches which she eats on the spot, and a tea set which she resolves to take upstairs. She sets aside a handful of other things to take to the Tower, so that she won’t have to descend to the kitchen each morning for supplies.

Throughout the morning Adalyn had noted a distant rumble. It had been almost comforting. In the stillness beneath the mountains, with Adalyn’s busywork being the only sounds, it soothes her to hear something else.

When she finishes her work and takes a moment to breathe, she listens to the sounds with curiosity, then recognition. The occasional boom and slight tremors beneath her feet could be indicative of a cave in but had been too consistent. It’s more likely Slate, at work somewhere within the Spires.

She glances at her food, then around the kitchen. There’s honestly not much else for her to do, and with the rest of the day stretching out before her, she decides to explore.

She sets off in the direction of the byway, following the distant sounds of earth rending, retracing her steps through the dining hall and a winding passage before she emerges into the enormous cavern. At the size of it she blanches. Awe inspiring as it is, the walls are still unremarkable, and she worries that she might lose her way. She’s looking around for landmarks, anything to help mark one passage from another, when she notices the pile of stones beside her.

Their purpose immediately becomes clear. Adalyn notes the number of stones and their arrangement – unique. Each door marker is different from the next. She resumes her exploration, walking alongside the stream and taking in the sights. Plant life creeps down from the ceiling, spilling over the edge of the cave opening, high above. The area is almost lush.

She doesn’t have to walk the entire cavern, thankfully. The sounds are coming from just across the main-way, and she eyes one passage speculatively. The gouge marks around the edge of the doorway are fresh; debris and dust litter the ground and a set of footprints, visible even to her, track through it all. She spies a bundle of white and stoops to examine it. A shirt, discarded in a heap.

She’d go in after Slate if it weren’t for the darkness. At its thickness, she balks. Even if the wyvern were through the passage, she has no way of knowing about any hazards.

“Slate?” She calls.

The noise ceases. For a moment she hears nothing. Then there’s the crunch of footsteps.

“Adalyn. Are you alright?”

The air swirls with dust. Adalyn waves the particulates away from her face and coughs. “I brought you lunch, though it might be early.”

Slate emerges from the darkness, pausing at the threshold of the shadows. “It’s never too early to see you, dearest.”

Adalyn squints at his outline, using the expression to cover her embarrassment. “Do I get to see you?”

He straightens, and steps out of the corridor. Contrite, he runs a hand through his hair, smearing a white streak through it. “Sorry. Difference in eyesight, I guess.”

He’s shirtless, in his demi form. There’s a layer of filth and grit covering him, almost creating patterns against his grey skin and dappled scales.

She eyes the swarths of them: thick and dark on the backs of his arms and shoulders, lightening colour at his sides, and thinning into skin over his chest. There’s a fresh scar above his left pectoral, and Adalyn recognises it as the place where Slate had removed a scale.

She drags her eyes away from his chest and forces a polite smile. “Did you want to wash up first, or...”

Slate gestures towards the cavern. “Let’s go over there. You can sit in the light, and I can take a dip in the stream.”

Adalyn takes a seat at the bank before unwrapping their food. She sets the remaining sandwiches aside for Slate while she picks at a biscuit. She watches with bemusement as Slate kicks off his shoes and socks before stepping straight into the stream. She catches sight of his back – tessellated scales the colour of coal – and the amusement slips her mind.

“What are you working on today?”

His arms are wreathed in shadow, fingers tipped with long claws. Adalyn watches, riveted, as he dispells the claws into puffs of smoke and begins rubbing water up his arms and chest. His skin from the forearms down is still shadowy, and cloudy water streams off him in rivulets.

“I’m carving the passage from the main-way to where your quarters will be.”

“By hand?”

“The first time, yes.”

He climbs the bank to sit beside her, and she wordlessly hands him a sandwich. He smiles his thanks. “What about you?”

Adalyn sighs. “I don’t know. To be honest, without a bakery to run, I fear I might get quite bored.”

“What did you used to do with your free time?”

She leans back, watching a cloud pass. “Cook. Clean. Garden. Sometimes spin and sew.”

“Do you like doing those things?”

“Yes, sometimes. They help me feel in control.”

Slate considers while he finishes his food. Then rests his hand in his chin. “We could find you a project. I always have several to keep me busy.”

She grins. Slate seems the type to keep multiple pots on the burner. “You got a list, or something?”

He straightens and counts on his fingers. “Finish the blueprints for your quarters, carve out the passages and main spaces, contract a smith for fittings, designate a permanent space for my workshops, build said workshops, prototype different elevators,” he pauses, and a blush touches his cheeks at Adalyn’s expression. “To start.”

She enjoys his enthusiasm. Even if she finds it hard to relate. “I thought you’d finish the Tower first.”

He brushes some crumbs away and reaches for a sweet. “I don’t want to crowd you longer than necessary. Your space is my top priority.”

Some of her mirth fades, and she tries to keep a neutral expression. Part of her fixates on those words, searching them for further meaning. Perhaps he is being genuine.

Tentatively, she replies. “I don’t feel crowded.”

She misses the way he looks at her, somewhat sharply. Fearing he had misstepped. “You don’t? I- well, I know how humans value their privacy.”

She purses her lips. Part of her very badly wants to protest the distance he’s literally building between them. But she doesn’t want to push, and risk seeming clingy.

She lets the topic drop. “So what project do you suggest I take up?”

He thinks. “You like cleaning.”

A nod.

He looks almost pained as his picks his next words. “I suppose I don’t mind if you go through my things. Organise them, I mean.”

She’s torn again. She wants to react with brevity. Tease him for his tastes. ‘What if you don’t like my system.’

Instead, she approaches the situation with growing anxiety and caution. She wonders if having her in his space, touching all his things, will drive him to push her away faster. She’s practically a stranger. And he’d been so frustrated with his family meddling.

“If you’re sure. I know it could be a bother.”

He shakes his head. His fingers creep towards hers. “It’s not. You’d have to try really hard to bother me. Just wait until tonight. Some of the magical artifacts can be aggressive, and I’d better point them out.”

She eyes his hand, next to hers, and some of the tightness in her chest lessons. Anxiety temporarily assuaged, she manages a smile. She stands and readies to leave, allowing herself some humour. “Okay dearest.”

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When Slate joins Adalyn for dinner he is both late and sodden. He lands on the balcony and lingers there, sheepishly wringing his clothes out.

“There is a bath here.”

“I don’t want to track dust through my room,” he says before going to fetch a towel.

Adalyn had rekindled the fire herself and lit the braziers, and dinner is set out when he joins her at the table, once more in his human form. She wonders if there’s a particular reason he chooses the form so frequently.

“Sorry I’m late. My timepiece is broken.” He bites into a pastry and lets out an appreciative groan. Adalyn hadn’t found any substantial supplies in the larder and had managed to make some fruit pies with the jam preserves. He swallows and smiles at her. “How are you finding the keep?”

She shrugs. Adopts a teasing tone. “There’s room for improvement, I suppose.”

“Oh?”

“I don’t want to seem like I’m complaining.”

“Please. Complain to me.”

“Perhaps you could build an exit or two? I’m getting plenty of fresh air from the balcony, but it’d be nice to go for a walk on the surface.”

“That’s a quick fix. Though I’d be careful walking around the karst. There’s a lot of places you could fall.”

“We’re also down to bread and cheese. Some supplies wouldn’t go astray.”

Slate nods. “I go hunting every few days, but it’s slipped my mind, with all the changes. I’d planned to visit the valley tomorrow; we could stock up then?”

“What are your plans in the valley?”

He smiles, coy. “Oh, you know. Post some letters. Check in with some craftsmen. Pick up a gift for my wife.”

“You’re too sweet.”

“Right?”

She rolls her eyes. “I’ll forgive your tardiness then.”

“Was that all you wanted? A door and some food?”

Adalyn narrows her eyes. “I could make a list if it pleases you.”

“I love lists.”

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#the wyvern’s bride #my writing #vaya writes #monster boyfriend #tetaro #monster romance #exophilia #i feel like the nitty gritty is boring and this is so hard to write without going over the nitty gritty #like the important part of this next arc is these two showcasing their love languages and how they have completely different ones #unfortunatly that means a heck of a lot of slate building stuff and adalyn delivering him food and making small talk with him #which just seems boring to revise and edit #please tell me this reads okay #regardless of my concerns

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hella1975 · 1 year

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it's interesting how when i read the words 'christmas break' i see time off uni to be with family in the holiday season but when my lecturers read it they see 'time to study for four in-person exams in january covering everything we've done in the semester'

#i just think that's interesting. like what does 'break' mean in their language. do they have christmas #furious about this if you cant tell #i have so. much. content to cover in 20 days and im working at the pub again #my first shift back is tonight and im lowkey bricking it #bc i know i always joke that im gonna have forgotten how to waitress but waitressing is like riding a bike #it's just that my place has lots of tiny specific things we HAVE to do on shift and i just KNOW ive forgotten it all #im gonna make so many mistakes this shift while i find my footing again which should be fine #but they hired SO MANY NEW PEOPLE when all the student crowd left for term time #and the people im on shift with this evening are either people i dont know or people i actively dislike #like only TWO GIRLS im friends with are working tonight this is the worst crowd to be shambolic with #they do not appreciate the shenanigans #so on top of all the shifts ive picked up im also supposed to be revising for exams in january #mind im the only course i know that have in person exams let alone FOUR OF THEM RIGHT AFTER XMAS #economics wants me dead i swear to god #me and the school of business are in a fistfight except im crying and bloody on the ground #hella goes to uni

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sochilll · 1 year

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My professor: you need to follow APA format to the letter or I will fail you on this assignment. I’ve created a model for you to follow for your reference page

The reference page: *single spaced* *no hanging indents* *capitalizes every word of the titles*

#SHE USED REGULAR INDENTS. THERES LIKE NO CITATION STYLE THAT USES REGULAR INDENTS ON THE REFERENCES #bites her bites her bites her bites her #she sucks so hard #I fucking haaaaaaate her #she’s so particular about everything #she will take points off for typos because we’re ‘professionals’ but literally LITERALLY every email or rubric she writes has at LEAST one #typo and usually it’s multiple like she typed it with her eyes closed and just hit send #also we have to revise assignments based on her feedback #but she’ll regularly either a. leave a comment saying you didn’t include something that you included in the literal next sentence #or b. will just say ‘huh?’#HOW DO I FIX HUH I DONT KNOW EHAT YOUR PROBLEM IS #also she has apparently never heard a single figurative language expression #my friend wrote that equality and differentiation go hand in hand and she said ‘hand in hand???? what?’#like girl you tEACH WNGLISH #sorry I’m so fucking mad i hate her I’m so glad to be done with this class #unless she fails me on one assignment meaning I fail the entire class 🥰🥰🥰🥰#personal

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ftmerriweather · 5 months

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Revamped this scene a bit and I just love the way Ariel talks like he's a century older than he is. The guy is 24.

#Ariel: why do you think I'm a vampire?#also Ariel: talks like this #me: why do you think Ariel is autistic?#everyone: have you seen how weird he talks?#anyway I love him and I refuse to change it #I've really gotten to spruce up his language this revision #writeblr #writing #writing community #snips #wysteria and pants

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the-busy-ghost · 1 year

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Oh so the duolingo update is just utterly naff then

#Alright I was willing to put up with the janky long-winded screen #And the fact that they seem to have booted me back several levels #But where is the vocabulary list #Where are the words I learned #How am I supposed to keep up with new vocabulary #What a load of crap #Can't even complain because I don't want to be associated with the sort of people who seem to be whining #about duolingo being 'woke' just because there are LGBT+ people in the world #The lack of a vocabulary list and the dumbing down of actual language learning features #And a silly user interface that has way too many buttons and involves too much scrolling to get back to where you were previously #Is much more of a problem than your personal narrow worldview not being catered to by a language learning site #On the lack of a vocab list though who actually thought that was a good idea #I mean seriously #I don't want to transfer to Babbel or some other language larning website #The old format of duolingo had its problems but it was genuinely useful on a day to day basis #Supplemented of course with vocabulary revision; independent listening and reading exercises; and several grammar books #And I'd got to a certain point in the course which I can't jump forward to again #Honestly you take a break for a few months and they go and screw up the whole shop

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hollyslangblr · 1 year

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got my portuguese reading and writing exam tomorrow and we have no idea what the writing question’s gonna be like so i am Anxious😀

#also i have just #not revised much at all #i was gonna go through the mock paper today but i woke up with ✨tinnitus✨#and it took me the first few hours of the day to stop being scared of that #then after that it was still annoying and i couldn’t focus on anything #soooo #i have done nothing #i don’t know how to revise anymore #it’s been too long that i’ve only had language exams in spanish #and been at the point in spanish where it’s like okay #i haven’t had to learn that much more for this exam i already knew most of it #so i just have to get my brain into spanish mode #but this is completely different #because this exam is on everything that i’ve only just learnt over the past few months #and i haven’t been throwing myself into it as much as i normally do with languages #most of the time i haven’t anyway #ahhhhhh #langblr #language learning #learning portuguese

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mishkakagehishka · 1 year

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Sorry for being negative on main, you know what sunday evenings are like

#a week of hard work ahead of me. didn't even manage to revise for tomorrow's gestures bc i was cleaning eloel #whatever. how hard could gestures be...#i gotta work on my paper for italian lit tho and i need to write that lil mini essay for italian language #and what else.... part two of the english linguistics assessment i think...#we'll see we'll see

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lildoodlecat · 6 days

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stg as soon as i make it through this semester im gonna reread tgcf

i actually still haven't read the entirety of the 7seas tl bc it wasn't all out on my last read and i got impatient sjxkd but!! with the revised version finally out and some lovely ppl having translated the chapters with big changes I think it'll be fun to read them together :D

#tragically cant learn an entire language super fast to be able to read the revised version directly #tho i might be taking an intro cn class next semester if my major change pans out how i think it will #miiiight be a mistake since im still committed to strengthening my Japanese but uhh we'll see #it seems like it'd be fun!! probably way more difficult than intro jp for me tho #wayy less prior experience with the language #realistically if i need another language for credit i should do Korean since it has similar grammar to jp #but alas i am governed by my interests #jay yells #anyway. one more week. just gotta do final projects and exams.. hhhhh

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itzkatalina · 6 months

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NEVER do language a levels, shits EVILLLLLL

#why am i revising how the french family looks like #help #also i have to talk about so many pointless subjects #and then i have to SPEAK about them AUGH #see if i’d picked sometbing easy i wouldn’t have had to suffer #this is what i get for doing three languages i suppose…

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justthatspiffy · 10 months

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if you know you're burnt out working with someone don't do design work for them

#any revisions suggested no matter how valid can only be met with 'fuck off'#also he changed the name of his musical? okay?#when it's not 3am i will be fine and able to implement some of those changes #you wouldn't guess from all my previous work but i Do Not feel comfortable drawing characters #at this point i don't feel comfortable drawing people at all #i think for this particular job i can imagine all manner of exaggerated comical body language #which i have never been able to execute

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deception-united · 22 days

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Let's talk about character voices.

Giving a character a unique voice in your writing involves several elements, including word choice, sentence structure, dialogue quirks, and mannerisms. By incorporating these elements into your writing, you can create characters with distinct voices that resonate with readers and bring your story to life.

Here are some tips to help you create distinctive voices for your characters:

Distinct Vocabulary: Choose words that reflect the character's background, personality, and education level. Consider their profession, interests, and experiences when selecting vocabulary. For example, a well-educated professor would likely use more sophisticated language.

Dialogue Quirks: Give each character specific speech patterns or quirks that set them apart. This could include repeated phrases, stuttering, using or avoiding contractions, or speaking in a particular dialect or accent. Be careful not to overdo it, though, as too much can become distracting.

Sentence Structure: Pay attention to the rhythm and structure of their sentences. Some characters might speak in short, abrupt sentences, while others might use long, flowing ones. This can convey their confidence, hesitation, or urgency.

Internal Monologue: Show the character's unique thought process through their internal monologue. This can help readers understand their motivations, fears, and desires, further distinguishing them from other characters. (This may not necessarily apply to your story if you're writing in a third person omniscient perspective, or if you intend to exclusively follow the internal monologue of the main character.)

Physical Gestures and Actions: Incorporate the character's physical gestures and actions into their dialogue to add depth to their voice. For example, a nervous character might fidget, slouch, or avoid eye contact while speaking, while a confident character might stand tall and make direct eye contact.

Background and History: Consider the character's background and history when crafting their voice. Their upbringing, cultural influences, and past experiences can all shape the way they speak and interact with others.

Consistency: It's important to maintain consistency in the character's voice throughout the story. Pay attention to their speech patterns, vocabulary, and mannerisms to ensure they remain true to their established personality.

Listen to Real Conversations: Pay attention to how people speak in real life, including their tone, vocabulary, and speech patterns. Drawing inspiration from real conversations can help you create authentic and believable dialogue for your characters.

Read Aloud: Reading your dialogue aloud can help you identify areas where the character's voice may not sound authentic. If it doesn't sound like something they would say, revise.

Avoid Stereotypes: While it's okay to draw inspiration from archetypes, be careful not to rely too heavily on stereotypes. Instead, strive to create complex, multidimensional characters with unique voices.

Hope this helps!

#writeblr #writing #writing tips #writing advice #writing help #writing resources #creative writing #character development #deception-united

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