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What's wrong with me? 🤨
Who am I? 🤔
I go by E.K here, I'm a writer (obviously, duh, stupid self)
Firstly, bigots DNI. Period. Seriously, you will be blocked and reported.
Otherwise, everyone else is welcome!
Sooo back to the task at hand...
I like to:
write
sew
draw and paint (occasionally)
and
READ
(probably why my glasses prescription gets stronger every year)
My current stories: MY BOOK A Crack in the Glass
I was a pretty pink princess in my past life
"That’s why I went to see him. To apologize."
“I guess your efforts weren’t in vain, then. You guys seemed okay. He did make us dinner.”
‘Yeah. He said he forgives me but…’
“If he said that, maybe you should take him at his word. You know he’s never lied to you before.”
‘Yeah. That’s true.’
We both went silent, still watching the sky.
A Crack in the Glass, E.K. Newbound
A Crack in the Glass:
A few hours later, Rhys had finished his book and started watching the second movie with us, commenting occasionally about certain inaccuracies, each time earning a snort from Meadow. As we all got more tired, the commentary became more and more ridiculous.
Rhys stared out the window. “The average raindrop falls at seven miles an hour.”
“Why the fuck do you know that?” Meadow cried.
He threw his hands up. “I keep telling you, I am autistic, I am going to know strange things!”
She cackled. “It’s still terrifying despite the reasoning!”
I laughed at her theatrics. “What is even happening?”
“He gets weird when he’s tired. And weirdly existential sometimes.”
He opened a bag of chips. “Come for the accent, stay for the existential crisis.”
-E.K. Newbound
A Crack in the Glass:
I tucked my toes under the blanket beside Lucas's, feeling the warm relief of his.
He drew in a sharp breath. "I don't think I'll get
used to that in the next sixty years."
I tucked my head into his chest and grinned.
"Good. Your face makes me laugh every time."
A loud knock at the bedroom door made me
roll my eyes. "Come on! You all have your own
rooms! Why are you always popping up here?"
Meadow's head appeared in the now partially
open doorway. "All the cats sleep in here. I miss
them." She stroked Darcy's head from where he
lounged on my dressing table.
"You saw them an hour ago." I choked back
a laugh as Elroy's head appeared above
Meadow's. "Still.'
Rhys popped up behind El, the tallest of the
trio. "Besides, they are still mine." He settled
himself into a plush, velvet covered chair.
"Where they go, I shall follow.*
Jasper meowed and rested his chin on my
stomach. Luke looked at me and shrugged
helplessly. 'I guess they make good
arguments."'
I snorted and settled back against his chest.
"Fine. No different than when we try to watch a
movie."
- E.K. Newbound
A Crack in the GIass:
That afternoon, I had a doctor's appointment.
The fourth this month between physical therapy, measurements for my custom wheelchair and brace fittings to try and keep my joints in place.
I climbed into the car and sat back against
the leather seat, running my hands through
my hair. "I'm so sick of this. I'm twenty-one
years old and the rest of my life will be doctor's
appointments and pain management. Forever."
I sighed, turning to look at Lucas, barely
meeting his gaze. "Are you sure this is what
you want? You can back out, but please do it
before..."
He gently tilted my chin up to look at him, holding my gaze with his. "Cel. You are
everything I've ever dreamt of."
I scoffed lightly. *So you've only ever had
nightmares, huh?" I shook my head. "What
good, am I to anyone now?"
He nudged his shoulder against mine, took my
hand, squeezing it lightly. "You're good to me
You're good to your family. To the Castle and
Lilac. You're an amazing friend to Meadow,
Rhys and El. You know you could take over the
world, and I'd gladly let you lead.. but I'd want to
be your secondhand man." The jovial sparkle in
his eyes made me smile. "Oh god, Luke. Don't
get corny on me again."
He leaned in and kissed me, both of us smiling
so that it was more of a bump. I laughed and
dropped my head onto his shoulder. "How
do you always do that? Just make everything
sound okay again?"
"Just talent, I guess."
- E.K. Newbound
Reading is like:
My intelligent brain: Work In Progress
My dumb caveman brain: Wrest In Peace
Meadow sat down and started filling our plates. “What’s up? You look like you saw a ghost.”
“There was a crow…” I started.
“Oh.” Elroy twirled his spaghetti. “Did it say ‘nevermore?’”
Meadow smacked his shoulder. “That was a raven, dipshit.”
- A Crack in the Glass, E.K. Newbound
how to write, a step-by-step guide from my personal experience
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cry
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The air was filled with excitement as Lucas and I sat down in front of Meadow. Lilac positioned herself next to me, watching carefully.
“We're having a party at the Castle soon, and you're invited, of course.”
Her eyes lit up with anticipation. "A wedding?”
“Not exactly.” Lucas squeezed my hand. “More of a ball.” I smiled back.
“Let's call it a Welcome Ball.”
“One where we get married, though.” We beamed in unison.
Meadow squealed and tackled us both. “Oh my god, I knew it!”
Lucas groaned at her strength. “Be careful with my fiance, please.” I laughed.
“But you're getting married! I take one liberty in our friendship and it's the right to tackle you on special occasions.”
Lilac barked as if inputting her agreement, then resigned to happily wagging her thick gray tail, sending a breeze across the room.
- A Crack in the Glass, E.K. Newbound
We went back into the Great Room and saw Archie animatedly talking to Kate and Jacob on the sofa. Elroy, Lucas and Shanta were standing between the staircases next to the tree arguing over who gets to put the star on top of it.
I turned to Meadow. “It's funny, back then I honestly didn’t think this place could get any more chaotic. But then I met those three, and I thought, "Uh oh.”
Elroy popped up behind me. “And we’ve been inseparable ever since.”
I laughed. “Right.”
- A Crack in the Glass, E.K. Newbound
