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if i look back, i am lost
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book asks!
CHOOSE BETWEEN:
1. Libraries or bookstores?
2. Hardcover or paperback?
3. Hard copies or ereaders?
4. Bookmarks or dogears?
5. New books or worn books?
FAVORITE:
1. Genre?
2. Author?
3. Series?
4. Individual book?
5. Classic book?
ENVIRONMENT:
1. Favorite time of day to read?
2. Favorite place to read?
3. Silence or background noise?
4. Preferred weather for reading?
5. Favorite reading-time snack?
PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE:
1. Favorite childhood book?
2. Currently reading?
3. Book you want to read most?
4. Reading goals?
5. Book you could read forever?
ANTI-FAVORITES:
1. Worst book youāve read?
2. Book you couldnāt even finish?
3. Book you didnāt understand?
4. Most overrated book?
5. Problematic book?
AESTHETIC: (feel free to include pictures!)
1. Prettiest cover?
2. Best illustrations?
3. Favorite map in a book?
4. Best overall book aesthetic?
5. Ugliest book?
GENRE:
1. Scariest book?
2. Best fantasy world?
3. Funniest book?
4. Saddest book?
5. Book you would never want to read?
CHARACTERS:
1. Character you wish to be friends with?
2. Favorite antagonist?
3. Favorite protag?
4. Favorite supporting?
5. Most-hated character?
If youāre a writeblr, reblog this so I can give you a follow!
(And if you wouldnāt mindĀ giving me a follow, Iād appreciate it! I give writing advice, make writing prompts, writing asks, and write horror!)
DONāT MESS WITH WRITERS WHO:
understand grammar (witchcraft!)Ā
donāt procrastinate? who is this powerful?
can create side characters without giving them spin offs (probably doesnāt have a heart)Ā
can also draw?? definitely sold their soul to the devil in return for that one
@sapphicauthor The devil took my soul in exchange for drawing, writing, and a Toblerone. I do not regret it.
iām literally all of this besides the procrastination.
I am queen procrastinatorĀ
This is fate telling you go write two sentences of your WIP right NOW. Put it in the notes of your phone if you have to. GO!
Writathon!
So, since enough people liked the idea I present to you the first Writathon! It will take place on Sunday, September 2 (everyone will start at their own time zone).
What it is:
Basically, it is a writing marathon. The goal is to devote a day to writing. Catch up with your WIPs, edit your stories, develop your OCs, write some poems etc. How much time youāre going to spend is up to you. Whether is an hour or the whole day, it doesnāt matter.
I think this is a great way to meet more writers, encourage each other and have some fun sharing our writing. For now, it is a one-time thing. But if you guys enjoy it, we could turn it into a sort of tradition for the writeblr community.
How it works:
Before you start, make a post and tell us your goals. Maybe a few words about the stories you will work on as well.
Post about your writing progress. Whether itās snippets, quotes, rambling, photos of your notebooks or your writing corners. Donāt spend too much time on Tumblr though. Focus on your writing first!
At the end of the day, sum up your processes and tell how much you achieved.
And most important of all have fun!
Use the tag #writathon in all the related posts so, itāll easier for people to interact and keep it sort of organised.
Below the cut I tag everyone who showed interest in this postĀ . It would be great if you guys signal boost this.
Keep reading
an untitled story
Snippet from a wip I created for an assignment
Millie continued down the hallway and noticed an archway at the very end, leading to a winding staircase. She rushed for the archway only to be confronted by a tall man in a robe. She crashed into his chest but he barely moved. He gripped her wrists, pulling her to her feet.
āAleida, there you are!ā The man seemed to be addressing Millie, as he pulled her down the stairwell, heading towards a huddle of soldiers.
Millie barely had a moment to speak before soldiers confronted her and the robed man.
āMage Peter, I see you have your daughter.ā A soldier glared in Millieās direction as he spoke to the man.
āYes, I have. I was going to bring her to John. What is the situation with Vinskapr?ā
The soldier and Mage Peter continued to speak but all Millie could do was stand in awe.
Squads of soldiers rushed from what Millie now realised was a castle, charging for the open door, swords unsheathed and shields by their sides. Mage Peter and the solider continued conversing when Millie felt a tap on her shoulder.
āLady Aleida, you should come with me.ā A young boy had approached her, a lot younger than Mage Peter or any of the soldiers. He seemed to be Millieās age, dressed in a chain mail shirt and woven pants.
Even though Mage Peter was no more of a stranger than this young boy, Millie found herself clenching his hands for protection. Mage Peter looked down at his hands then up at the young boy and laughed softly.
āJohn! I was looking for you, please, take Aleida somewhere safe.ā Mage Peter let go of Millieās hand, pushing her lightly into the young boy she now knew as John.
John reached for Millieās hand, pulling her lightly as he moved through the castle towards a closed room. Millie hurried to keep up with John as he pushed through the doors, shutting them just as quick as he opened them.
āAre you okay, Lady Aleida?ā John asked, looking at her with a worried expression.
Millie stared at him blankly for a minute before realising she was Lady Aleida.
āOh! Yes, Iām fine, thank you, but, uh⦠please just call me Aleidaā Millie wandered off from John as she spoke, admiring more intricate art and wood detailing.
John seemed hesitant but agreed to her request, walking over to the fire place to keep it ignited. Millie stepped towards the windows and glared outside to see what was happening. The warmth of her palms imprinted on the panes and her breathe blurred her vision. It was freezing outside but all she could see was fire. John noticed Millieās curiosity and rushed over, pulling Millie by her shoulders and towards the fire.
āPlease, Aleida, donāt look outside.ā John tugged a sheep skin off from the arm chair and shrouded it over her shoulders.
Both John and Millie sat in silence, until Millieās curiosity got the better of her.
āSo, John? Whoās this Vinskapr?ā Millie struggled to pronounce the foreign name but hoped John knew what she meant.
āYou mean the dragon?ā
Millieās heart stopped.
āA dragon?ā
my story: hey please write me i want to exist
me: write your own goddamn self you son of a FUCK
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20.08.2018 so i guess iām a summer studyblr now š»
Itās been a while but since Iāll be having a gap year and will be studying a lot, why not post again? š
500 words a day challenge!!!
Thoughts?
Ever lived in a place so perfect? Like, āgrass is greener on either sideā perfect? It sounds like things we dream of, right? A joyous spring evening, sipping sweet tea out of a tasteless glass cup with dollar store silly straws. Feet kicked up, book between your fingers, and a warm dusk setting the mood. An unrealistic scenario, no? It feels like in every neighbourhood, no matter how lovely it appears, has a dark side
New and Improved !!!
Ever lived in a place so perfect? Like, āgrass is greener on either sideā perfect? It sounds like things we dream of, right? Even having the perfect day seems hard to come by. A joyous spring evening, sipping sweet tea out of a tasteless glass cup with dollar store silly straws. Feet kicked up, dormant against a bamboo woven foot rest. A book sitting effortlessly between your fingers, and a warm dusk showering over you, setting the mood. This sounds like an unrealistic scenario for the average joe, no? Reality wouldnāt allow such a perfect evening. Your sweet tea would be just a bit too sweet and your dollar store straws are inherently janky and riddled with manufacturer error. The foot rest is just a tad too short, making it feel more of an inconvenience than a comfort and you struggle to hold your book as gusts of wind whirl through the yard. Now, Imagine the first scenario was reality. A perfect home within a perfect neighbourhood perhaps? It feels like in every neighbourhood however, no matter how lovely it appears, has a dark side. People you avoid on the street or houses that scream ārunā rather than āwelcomeā. First Impressions are always hard because how do you know itās the real them? It could be all theatrics; bright lights and eerie smoke hiding the skeletons in their closet.
Update?
pretty much what Iāve been up to is assignments, tattoo designing (as you can see) and trying to get a damn job.Ā
Writing has been slow, but as of September 1st aka tomorrow, Iām doing a 500 words a day challenge so I will be active on this account daily c:
I am a lot more active on my instagramĀ << if youāre wanting book like posts although it is no way aesthetic xD
A lovely day in the Sharr mountains. ā°ļøš·š
I am starting my data science course soon, and since I havenāt taken stats in a while, Iāve started reviewing a bit of statistics. My current choice for review is Khan Academy! š Iām a huge fan of their Mastery Challenges to keep myself sharp on various math skills and Iām also loving their new Courses feature!
What are you currently studying? š§
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