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To new/discouraged writers:
You don’t have to have 100+ notes on everything you write to have quality writing. Keep writing.
You don’t need to have reviews praising the ground you walk on—you don’t even need readers at all. Keep writing.
You don’t need to come up with the most unheard-of plot lines and most accepted head canons to have quality writing. Keep writing.
And most importantly, you don’t have to have quality writing right now and that’s okay. Keep writing.
We all start somewhere. It takes a lot of courage to post something for complete strangers to read, but keep writing. Keep posting. Keep asking for feedback. Look for people to help you grow. And many years later, you might roll your eyes and feel secondhand embarrassment over your past self’s word choices and character development. But I really hope that when that happens, you then go and pick up a pen or open up a blank document and you keep writing, knowing how far you’ve come and how far you can go.
I need to tell myself this more often.
Prompt 1
The child had visited the strange voice, Gaurdian, hidden away in a cave for years now. Gaurdian had helped her through her parents divorce, break ups, middle school, and now she was a sophomore.
“You know, Gaurdian... what are you hiding away in this cave? What is so dangerous about it?”
It was quiet but then he spoke up.
“Me.”