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[dondejorge]

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[thesunshinenotebook]

My family probably thinks I'm insane.

So a few months ago I came up with this cool idea for a short story, started writing it, didn't like that beginning, wrote another beginning, and then got distracted by other projects. Then yesterday out of LITERALLY NOWHERE I got super motivated to keep working on this story while riding my bike. So I came home and I printed out my two beginnings (which are actually both good in different ways) and I spliced them together in a different notebook. I was working quietly for a while but then I just had to ask my brother's opinion on a scene, and then I was explaining half of the plot to him, and then I was kinda just yelling about it with him and two of our other siblings (there are eight of us). Later that night I was talking to my older sister about concert tickets or something, but also still writing, and I just said, "so, dystopian corrupt government." She gets scared when I use the word dystopian. I was trying to ask her opinion on a plot factor, but she wasn't all that helpful, so I went back to my brothers' room (they were in bed but not asleep yet) and asked my one brother (same one as before) what I should do, and he actually helped me figure out the plot. At some point I was also explaining to my parents why my character, Jayke, has a y in the middle of his name and ended up feeling stupid (even though I still fully support J-A-Y-K-E, despite what his math teacher has to say). Even later that night I declared to my sister that Jayke is kinda a blob, as in he doesn't have much of a personality yet, he just exists for the sake of it, and to narrate and forfeit his house as a hangout. In explaining this, I needed to give her a rundown of every character and their personality traits. Today I asked my sister for song recommendations from a certain artist that sound like they'd be in an intense movie. Why? I was making a playlist for the story that has apparently taken over my life. Is this normal? It kinda smells like a hyperfixation.

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[thewrittentales]

Weekend Writing Challenge, You In? - Written Tales Magazine Head over to Substack and lets see what your creative juices are made of. I dare you! https://writtentales.substack.com/p/weekend-writing-challenge-you-in/comments

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[rcoxwrites]

As I've just FINISHED a novel (hold for applause) my 11th year doing #nanowrimo and #campnanowrimo is going to be something different. Building my short story collection, fresh and new with all that I have learned over the years, with the aim to submit to publications and competitions. Stay posted for submission callouts and competition deadlines. #writing #writinggoals #shortstory #shortstorywriter https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpw3NkTycbL/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[icouldnthelpbutremember]

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[itusebastian]

In an instant, all achievements could be lost to a change of heart. We must be strong to move forward despite any setback the world has in store for us.

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[publicmotivation]

"Celebrate your progress, no matter how small."

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[rakhiwellnessbooks]

We hugged each other after 7 months. Ray has become lean and his skin has become dark with Sun tan probably. I lost track of how long we hugged. He held me tight like never before. The shy self he is, he never gave me a full hug. I remember teasing him for behaving as if someone is watching him all the time. When I met him for the first time, there was this salty breeze that created an oxytocin rush that failed to subdue even five years down the line. Beach has played a protagonist in our romantic endeavor. I still remember those shy hazelnut color eyes stuck on me. Women are blessed with the intuitive power of knowing when they are being watched. But would I tell him that I know that he is looking at me? Not a chance. To date, he doesn't know that I put up the ignorant act despite knowing that he had his eyes on me. Those were the times we were playing hide and seek with each other's feelings but we felt closest to each other. Walking hand in hand, we reached the water. I whispered in his years "I missed you". When I tried to move away he held my palm and pulled me back to his chest, our hands still intertwined. I reminisced how much I loved finding each other fingers alternatively. My fingers were slender and long while he was oversize bonsais. But how much I loved feeling them. I looked at the I looked at the fingers and a chill ran down my spine. The realization was slithering up through my nerves forcing my facial hairs to tingle. I bit my teeth and tried to calm my nerves. Does he know that I know? The extra growth on his hand was the only sign that differentiated both of them. The eleventh finger! READ THE REST OF THE STORY IN WWW.OUTSETBOOKS.COM THE STORY WAS WRITTEN AS A PART OF #STORYTELLERSBLOGHOP BY @AURAOFTHOUGHTS AND @MYWORDSMYWISDOM #outsetbooks #shortstory #shortstories #writersofinstagram #writing #writer #writingcommunity #love #poetry #fiction #writers #bookstagram #storytelling #writerscommunity #art #author #flashfiction #stories #shortstorywriter #writersofig #authorsofinstagram #reading #poem #book #quotes #poetrycommunity #lovestory #storyteller #amwriting https://www.instagram.com/p/CpW3s4xPNq3/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[nicolebluech]

Legale Kinderarbeit auf social Media?! Eine Geschichte, die stellvertretend für alle Kinder steht, deren Schicksal dem von Lara ähnelt. Es ist die allererste Geschichte von mir ohne Thrillerelemente. Aktuell erheben sich von allen Seiten kritische Stimmen gegenüber Familienbloggern, deren "Marke" das Kind ist. Auch ich stehe dem sehr kritisch gegebüber, vor allem, wenn private Details über das Kind verraten werden und das Kind "arbeiten" muss. Sind ein paar Fotos und Videos wirklich Arbeit?! Denkst du dir vielleicht. Ich bin ja seit gut einem halben Jahr aktiv auf social Media und ich kann dir versichern, dahinter steckt eine Menge Arbeit, auch wenn alles immer so easy und einfach wirkt. Und bei mir ist bezüglich der Qualität noch viel Luft nach oben. Das heisst, professionelle Blogger stecken in ihre Posts noch viel mehr Arbeit. Ps. Diese Kurzgeschichte ist vor ein paar Tagen in meiner Schreibübung entstanden und wurde von niemandem gegengelesen - Fehler sind möglich. Wie stehst du zu Kindern auf social Media? #bookstagramdeutschland #bookstagram #kurzgeschichte #shortstory #shortstorywriter #autorin #author #nicole #nicoleblue #kinder #kidsoninstagram #schreiben #schreibenimalltag #schreibcommunity (hier: Am Pool) https://www.instagram.com/p/Co43-fnt9PN/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[ta9rboost]

A hommage to an old me, and all the mes out the there... : The First Chapter From the Unknown: Like every Wednesday night, he put his beer bottle on his wooden table, few choco bons and chips next to it, and as usual turned Youtube videos on, watched half of it then put it on mute, presence of images is enough to him, he opened the window to smoke, to cool off his heart maybe, it was burning, his heart is heavy, knees weak arms are heavy ... nanana hahaha ok going back.. he sat at the end of his bed, fixed his cotton, pocket-less, sleeping pyjama shorts and scratched his balls, he did it more than once as if he fears their disappearance... he lit his splif, and gazed at the other side of the street through that vast window, ideas where crowding in his head, going through all states of matter, solid to liquid to air and even to smoke...yet he was able to catch none. One idea though was scrolling, falling and rolling again like a snowball... hits his skull walls and explodes, in an infinite loop, like a bootstrap. A question that expands as a horny Dindong, grows to become the mountain himself (not the one from game of thrones).... Why Am I.. why Am I lonely? he moved his lips slightly, silently and repeated, why am I alone? Laughed and lowered his voice as if he was ashamed of it and asked again. "Why?..". Spoke distinctive again "Ahh.. loneliness is fucking me, hitting me and splitting me like Moses split the Black Sea.." he moved his eyes, a quick.. yet endless look at his bed, around corners of his room to his bed again.. he thought of all people that sat on it, their faces, dreams, some of their names, their screams and especially their moans.. out of the blue, all smells of their perfume attacked his nose, as if the cosmos wants him to relive these memories with every sens of his being, I mean it was mostly Sephora's trendy shit from Armani and all these empires but whatever.. he saw it, women were crowded on that poor bed, some of them even started falling down, getting hurt.... #shortstory #shortstorywriter #antoinechekhov #antonechekhov #chekov #chekhov #blog #void #voidmemes #7wibachtarta7 https://www.instagram.com/p/CoIzpVVNX8C/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[klaus-nether]

I won a prize in the "Alexandru Macedonski" National Literature Competition with one of my short stories. ------------------------ It's a mystery set in a winter setting and you can find it in English and Romanian on nethertales.com - If summer comes (ro - Dacă vine vara)

https://www.nethertales.com/2021/11/if-summer-comes.html ------------------------ A big thanks to "Asociatia Macedonenilor din Romania" for hosting the event. ------------------------

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[dondejorge]

Stone-colored sand buried my feet, and I could feel a chill as they sunk deeper. Comment “holajorge” to get the full story!

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[thesunshinenotebook]

“This is so stupid,” she groaned, pushing her chair back and stretching her arms. It was getting late, and the workers at the coffee shop had already made it abundantly clear that they should leave. He had been gently suggesting the same thing, but she had to submit this paper on “The Lady or the Tiger?” by tomorrow, and three and a half hours and four lattes had only added about a paragraph to her computer screen. “How is it even a question? Imagine it’s us; I tell you to go right, there’s going to be a lady behind that door, no matter how pretty she is. It doesn’t matter what I want, if it saves your life, and if you get some shot at happiness, isn’t it worth it? Watching you with someone else would hurt, but at least you’d be alive.” Her rant was met with silence, which stretched so long that she had to ask, “What? Would you do something differently?”

“I’d go left,” he said, his voice even and sure, almost daring her to question him. “I’d go left because I know you’d try to save me, but I’d rather die than dedicate my life to someone who isn’t you.” He didn’t know what had prompted the declaration. Maybe he was going insane from sitting still in the coffee shop for so long. Still, he knew every word he said was true. He’d stay here forever with her if he had to. He wanted to spend his life with her. His hand went to his pocket, where the ring was hidden. ‘Soon,’ he told himself, ‘I’ll ask her soon.’

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[thewrittentales]

Absolution of a Kiss - Written Tales MagazImmerse yourself in the warmth of 'Absolution of a Kiss' by J. Iner Souster. Submit your poem to Written Tales and let your words caress the soul! 💖 https://writtentales.substack.com/p/absolution-of-a-kiss

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[rcoxwrites]

Loving writing #horrorstories right now. When I think of my deepest fears, a lot of them involve interacting with other people...and I can't resist a mentally unstable unreliable narrator. #agoraphobia #socialanxiety #quote #writingquotes #shortstorywriter #shortstory #writinginspiration https://www.instagram.com/p/CpynRdQy7nr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[icouldnthelpbutremember]

She could run first place for crying! Her tears were not ordinary.. They overflowed from her eyes like a waterfall and screamed so loud of injustice, that you had to cover your ears to not go insane.. She was “Misery Her Highness” Nobody cried like she did Nobody shrieked misfortune like she did. She was so unfortunate that she infected anyone near her with sadness.. like a black hole that could suck you in if you got too close to her. It’s a wonder how she still had such beautiful eyes with all the crying they suffered.. it’s a wonder her eye sight didn’t abandon her.. didn’t flee her crying eyes.. Oh those eyes of hers had to endure all the furry.. all the blame.. all the misery she had inside her soul.. they had to give birth over and over again to all the demons that raged inside her mind. Other than crying, she mastered inflicting guilt on all the ones she claimed she loved.. oh the guilt.. the guilt and feeling of imminent doom she cast over those tied to her… “Misery your Highness” I wish I could help you.. I wish could switch on a button for happiness for you.. but I can’t.. nobody can… And…. I must save myself.. I must not let you suck me into your black hole.. I’m sorry but I must save my soul that turns to black every time I’m near you… I promise I will visit.. but I can’t stay.. By: icouldnthelpbutremember #تشاؤم #قصص_واقعية #shortstorywriter #pessimism #artoftheday #wowwordsofwriters #intergenerationaltrauma #icouldnthelpbutremember #storiestotell #artlovers https://www.instagram.com/p/CnxHld9J5UG/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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