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@ink-and-errors
The parking attendant paused by the double-length bay. Intended for mobile homes and cars with trailers, it was currently occupied by a sleeping dragon.
No parts of it extended beyond the lines, and the paper ticket was clearly displayed, impaled on a horn.
The parking attendant moved on.
Tips for writing flash fiction*ੈ✩‧₊˚
☆ Start in Media Res: You do not have time for long setups and backstories. Dive directly into the action or a moment after the conflict has occurred.
☆ Focus on one moment: Flash fiction is like a photograph or a single snapshot. It doesn't have room for a sprawling narrative.
☆ Limit characters: One or two is a enough. You don't have the word count to build a whole cast.
☆ Work on your title: Your title carries weight and sets expectations. "The War on the Moon" tells the reader a lot before the story even begins.
☆ Imply Imply Imply: Flash fiction is like an iceberg—you only have to write the 'tip' and allow your readers' imagination to fill in the rest.
☆ The Beginning and the End: Your readers should be intrigued. The opening line should make the stroke their chins and the ending should make their eyebrows raise.
☆ Draft without fear: Write the first version focusing entirely on getting the sequence of events and emotion down. Don't worry about the word count or making it perfect yet.
☆ Edit mercilessly: Go through your draft and eliminate adjectives, adverbs, and redundant exposition. In flash fiction, every word counts.
☆ Experimentation of Ideas: The great thing about flash fiction is that, because it's so short, you can experiment with different ideas with almost comically low stakes . You can write in a different genre than you're used to or try a weird new format (a hermit crab story) or try to write a story in just a hundred words (a drabble). The sky ain't the limit.
writer wip asks✨
❤️: what’s the working title? 🧡: what were previous working titles/ideas? 💛: what is the title based on? 💚: how long have you been working on it? 💙: how has the idea changed between starting it and where it is now? 💜: where are you in the writing process? 🖤: what are your MC names? 💔: give a brief character bio of your 3-5 MCs ❣️: which scene has been hardest to write so far? 💕: what has your favorite scene been? 💞: which future scene are you looking forward to writing? 💓: is it part of a series or standalone? 💗: what genre is it in? 💖: are you planning on publishing it? if so, how? 💘: give us a huge spoiler 💝: who has your favorite character arch? give a brief summary 💟: how is your style different in this work compared to previous ones? has it more shifted for the story or just developed in general?
plz ask im so bored
"You got shot."
"Grazed."
"You have a hole in you."
"A small, character-building hole."
"If you tell anyone about this—"
"Tell anyone about what."
"That I— that we—"
"I have no idea what you're referring to."
"...okay."
"Although."
"Don't."
"You do make a very good pillow."
"I WILL end you."
Please pick up.
Please pick up.
Please—
"Wh-Uh-Hello? What time— Jesus, it's quarter to four in the morning, what do you—"
"Remember that night when we were seventeen, and we stole scotch from my parents' liquor cabinet and got drunk in the woods behind the school, and for a hot minute we were convinced there was a serial killer after us and that we were going to die, but it was just the Johnson twins being little twats, and then we, um, and then we made that pact that if either of us ever needed help—really needed help, like burying a body in the middle of the night kind of help—then the other would be there no matter what? And I know I'm probably the last person you want to hear from right now and I get that, you know, I get that you're still mad. You have every right to be mad. I'm mad at me, too, and I wouldn't be asking for your help if I had any other choice, but I don't, and I—
"I'll bring my shovel."
I Love this!!!!! 😍
"You came back."
"I said I would."
"You say a lot of things."
He stood in the doorway, still soaked from the rain. "Name one thing I said that I didn't do."
She opened her mouth. Closed it.
"That's what I thought," he said. But he didn't sound like he'd won anything.
"You're doing it again," he murmured. "Doing what?" He smiled slowly, "Making me forget every reason I was supposed to stay away."
He grabbed my waist before I could walk past, "Where do you think you're going without kissing me first?"
"Why is there a goat in the apartment."
"She followed me."
"From WHERE—"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"So..."
"So."
"I, uh, I guess this is it?"
"I guess it is."
….🥰🌙
"I have been the villain in enough stories to know I am the hero of this one."
He smiles sadly as he tucks a stray curl behind her ear, so gentle she wants to scream. "Perhaps in another life."
Her vision swims with unshed tears, and he's gone before she can even say goodbye.
<3
write it anyway even if you think it’s bad. a badly written fic is still better than a nonexistent fic.
Picture ID under the cut:
moment of connection with a rival
they have been competing for so long that it had become the natural state of things: the other is the rival, not a fellow student. that is, until something happens to humanize them in some way
finding them crying behind the building
realizing they took up smoking again
they suddenly stopped showing up for class out of nowhere and no one knows anything
sickly appearance and voice lacking the energy and strength it used to have
defending them when a member of the faculty is being condescending / otherwise discriminates against them
finding them fishing food out of the trash or working a shitty night job to stay afloat
seeing them get ready to sleep in their car after losing their home
hidden injuries (classic)
flinching away when they take steps towards them during an argument
Dark Forest & Woodland Names!!
˙⋆✮ Rowan ˙⋆✮ Fernsby ˙⋆✮ Sylvan ˙⋆✮ Briar ˙⋆✮ Wren ˙⋆✮Ashwood ˙⋆✮ Moss ˙⋆✮ Hazel ˙⋆✮ Cormac ˙⋆✮ Thornwood ˙⋆✮ Ivy ˙⋆✮ Aldric ˙⋆✮ Galen ˙⋆✮ Nettle ˙⋆✮ Birch ˙⋆✮Sylvie ˙⋆✮ Fable ˙⋆✮ Oakley ˙⋆✮ Wilder ˙⋆✮ Sedge ˙⋆✮ Elara ˙⋆✮ Bramble ˙⋆✮ Reed ˙⋆✮ Lowen ˙⋆✮ Sorrel ˙⋆✮ Thicket ˙⋆✮ Ash ˙⋆✮ Elowen ˙⋆✮ Grove ˙⋆✮ Foxglove ˙⋆✮ Cade ˙⋆✮Hollow ˙⋆✮ Lyra ˙⋆✮ Thorn ˙⋆✮ Mistral ˙⋆✮ Fern ˙⋆✮Coppice ˙⋆✮ Ember ˙⋆✮ Stag ˙⋆✮ Alder
