[jmhwritesstuff]

About Me:

Jemma, she/her, infp, insomniac

writer of fantasy, contemporary, and poetry 

my work tends to be heavily character-focused

expect to find: snippets of my writing, aesthetic/mood boards, art, photography, fashion, quotes, writing tips/advice, and funny stuff

I’m also a gamer and streamer 

Main WIP 

The Lightsworn Saga

Daughter of Shadow and Sun

Centuries after the war between the Lightsworn and the Fallen, the Saviour who gave her life to end it is reawakened with no memory of who she is or where she came from. Now she must fight to find the truth behind the Fallen King’s obsession with her, while balancing on the thin line between Light and Dark.

The Lightless Path (Lightsworn #1)

Set after the events of Daughter of Shadow and Sun, magic has long since disappeared, and the home of the Lightsworn has been left an abandoned and sacred graveyard. But Aira, a homeless thief from the streets, has been plummeted into a life she never dreamed of. As the next Lightsworn, she could be the city’s only hope of stopping the Darkness’ return. 

Other WIPs (x)

Freefall (YA/Contemporary)

Leaving Home (Poetry/Prose)

Vice (YA/Scifi)

Tides of Fire (Fantasy)

Loving Daisy Jane (Contemporary/Romance)

The Blacksmith (Fantasy)

Information here will change as and when necessary, but don't be afraid to interact - I love making new friends and talking about writing!

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Fanfic coming soon. Just one more edit.

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This silence swallows me whole and spits me out in pieces.

[writerpolls]

Writers: do you do plot outlines before you start writing?

Yes

No

Sometimes

Secret other option

See results / I don’t write

Voting ended onApr 25

[jmhwritesstuff]

Looking in the mirror is hard when the person staring back at you isn't who you thought it would be.

[surroundedbypearls]

The final set of lyric edits from TTPD, coming with extracts from To Catch the Sea! Links to part 1 and part 2.

Adam's songs:

Clara Bow

Cassandra

The Manuscript

The next newcomer ambled up to Adam; a boy, built with broad shoulders and long, lean legs. The cage was ready; he stepped inside and Adam sealed him in without a word. Out he went, over the abyss, and down into the black water. Adam gripped the crank and watched, waited for the heat. Ten seconds in, dread crept into the pit of his stomach. Cold, deep dread, like he was the one trapped underwater, screaming for air. He had no reason to suspect something had gone awry. Ten seconds wasn’t a lot, plenty of people could hold their breath for longer, especially during an initiation.  But something was humming in the air, something restless, wracking the air around him. A whisper of sorts. He looked around, but the other attendants stood calm, stoic, while his hands trembled with how tightly he gripped the crank. He tried to see any sign of the boy and his cage, but met only darkness. The water swallowed any semblance of light. He squirmed, queasiness building, and he had to straighten up. How long had it been now? He’d lost count. How could none of them feel it? How did they not sense it? There was someone, something trapped, trying to escape. Something dying. Something already dead, gone— His stomach jerked in agony, his scar pulsing like a fresh wound, his head swimming, drowning. His lungs filling with water.

Shay's songs:

I Hate It Here

Who's Afraid of Little Old Me?

The Prophecy

“You were just a kid.” “You think that matters?" Shay said. "Not to my parents. They adored Jo. It should have been me. I know they think that, because I…it’s what I’ve thought, too. That it should have been me.”  “Don’t say that. That’s not true.” “It is true, but it doesn’t matter. I’m the one who lived. Now I have to deal with it.” He took a moment, as though gathering his thoughts. When Adam reached to touch him, he didn’t recoil. When he opened his eyes, they were again shiny with tears. “I dream of it, sometimes. It’s like the fear never left me. And that’s why, when you came to the greenhouse, and you were crying about that boy in the pools, it was like…like you understood me. Like you understood what it was like to feel guilty just because you’re alive. Just because you didn’t drown.” Shay stopped to take a breath. “I’m sorry. I don’t want to put that on you..." “Stop. Stop it.” Adam’s thumbs brushed against Shay’s cheeks, over his freckles, cupping his face in his hands. His hands tangled in Shay’s hair, still wet from the sea. “Don’t apologise to me. It wasn’t your fault. You shouldn’t feel guilty, not about anything.” Shay gazed up at him, eyes reflecting the sky overhead. “Neither should you.”

TCTS playlist

More on To Catch the Sea here! Leave a comment or an ask to be added to the taglist.

[uwhe-arts]

forest path … | uwhe-arts

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Nine Lines

Tagged by @mrbexwrites, thank you! Here are some more lines from my recent fanfic shenanigans.

I felt, rather than heard, my words break as they hit the air between our lips, and watched as her eyes glazed with tears, as they rolled down her cheeks. I quickly removed my gloves, threw them to the grass before cupping her face in my hands. When my thumbs tenderly brushed away the tears her eyes slid shut. I pressed my forehead against hers, and her hands came to rest against my chest. And with that touch, the relief that consumed us was unmistakable. Her fingers tangled in my shirt, holding me in place. I pulled back just enough to let my gaze roam over her eyes, the tip of her nose, her lips. She was looking at me again and, finally, I let my fingers gently push back the loose tendrils of red hair behind the beautiful curve of her ear. 

Full story will be posted soon, and then I can get back to working on my own stuff.

Leaving an open tag because I don't know who to tag, so ... if you like to be tagged in these games please let me know so I can actually start tagging people.

[jhoomwrites]

when reading a book, do you read the prologue/epilogue?

yes

prologue only

epilogue only

no

nuance (comments/tags)

Voting ended onApr 13

[yusuke-of-valla]

Looking at the tags, a lot of people are blessedly unaware of the Discourse, for posterity:

[orcboxer]

do they think... that prologues and epilogues... which take place within the story and are very much inside of the same book as the rest of the pages... don't count as part of the book....???.....

[gardenofava]

[stealingpotatoes]

can i offer you some emotional support animals in this trying time

[purpurle-iris]

Imagine how many great, weird, awesome stories would exist if writers actually wrote instead of scrolling on tumblr

[creativepromptsforwriting]

only one bed

other people's reactions

"Only one bed left? What a plot twist!"

"I heard you had to share a bed last night. So sorry about that."

"Of course, it was no big deal. Why would it be a big deal to sleep in the same bed as the person you've been in love with since forever."

"I mean, you're both adults, you can sleep in one bed and nothing's happening. Right?"

"And you thought it was the logical decision that you both don't sleep in the bed?"

"They only had one bed left? For two people? You should definitely get some money back for that."

"Sorry, but I love this so much. Your very own romantic trope."

"You both look like you haven't gotten much sleep last night. Is one of you snoring?"

"So, what kind of sleeper is he?"

"After all the stories I've read, only one bed left can be... interesting."

"Oh, the hotel messed up? You didn't just decide you were overdue a good cuddle?"

"You're telling me nothing happened? Nothing at all? Not even a little something?"

More: Bed Sharing/Only One Bed Masterpost

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WIP Acrostic Tag

Tagged by @eccaiia, thank you! Another one I'm super late to.

Word is: DRAB New word is: PINK

Open tag!

D: "Don't play dumb," he said with a click of his tongue. "We both know I know you better than that."

R: Resolve hardened in my chest. I pushed myself to my feet, strode back down the dusty road beneath the heartwood giants, and balled my hands into fists as I went over what I might say.

A: And yet this human woman had me spinning in ways I never thought I would feel again. Had never dared to imagine. Had never wanted to hope.

B: But, since her arrival, the silences and inbetweens were slowly filled with thoughts of her.

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Nine Lines Tag

Tagged by @space-writes, thank you! Doing a little catch up.

Here is something from my recent fanfic:

I shook my head. I made a decision, right there, my jaw feathering as I clenched my teeth. I covered the space between us slowly, not wanting to alert her, not entirely sure what was happening in this moment. Carefully, I slipped the leather gloves from my hands, stuffed them in my pocket, and her eyes darted between my face and my hands several times. I took a deep breath to steady myself, only inches between us now … and reached out a hand to take hers. Her fingers wrapped around mine, almost instinctively, and a gentle wave of calm washed over me. The softness of her skin, the small callouses on the pads of her palms. I felt all of it, taking both her hands in my own and brushing my fingers over every inch. White, pale skin against deep purple.

... close enough. I can't wait to edit this.

Open tag for anyone who wants to try!

[jmhwritesstuff]

10 sentences tag

tagged by @space-writes, thank you! I'm super late to this, I just hadn't written anything in months ... but I wrote a fanfic recently, so I'll be taking some lines from that.

Rules: share a sentence with the number of words specified, so for 1-10 you write 10 sentences in total with an increasing word count each time.

Solitude.

Do something.

She nodded. "Yes."

A spark against stone.

Resolve hardened in my chest.

A glimpse of fire, of warmth.

It didn't matter; I was here now.

She hummed in surprise. "I like dragonflies, myself."

The mere sound of her voice made me freeze.

"All I know is that I don't wanna stay away."

no pressure tagging anyone who wants to try it!

[igari]

Bahari Bay Docks - Palia.

[str-dusts]

Groves in Palia ✨