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lesbians, get behind me.
Y’all little writers go on and have fun now
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My brain has two writing modes. Either this:
or this:
there is no in between
When you go through both modes ten times a day...
Do you ever just have so much writing to do that you don’t do any?
Book quote anyone?
real romance is just being deeply stupid together. i dream of one day meeting someone i can be deeply stupid with and not feel embarrassed
Me: Writing is the worst thing in the world
Literally everyone: Okay??? Then don’t
Me, staring at them with pure disgust in my eyes: How could you say something so distasteful
Everyone: but you literally just said that writing sucks
Me: oh it does
Everyone: then why—
Me: *drowns out the voices with the vicious typing of my keyboard*
Everyone:
I hate writing so much
I say as I pull out my laptop, opening it up the the google doc already half loaded, dropping a stack of revised pages onto the table beside me, and prepare to write.
Butterfly of Deception
Yep, that's what one of my characters from my WIP just called the other. Please only call me that from now on 😆
Brainstorming stuff for pitches of my two fully finished books
Another murder child. He stabs Char but she knocks him out
Two of my other characters
It's my little murder baby, Charlyn Squarl (or is she?)
I just started writing a new book and honestly this line is such a mood
She let the tip of her dagger brush across the exposed skin from his chin and down his neck, only pushing hard enough to let it bleed like little drops of dew trying to push their way out. “I may look young and womanly, but just know that I won’t hesitate to slit your throat and strip your cold, dead corpse of anything valuable.”