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For someone who calls themselves an atheist, I have a terrible need for religion

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From Maya Collins' chapbook, Buried Paper Airplanes —And You, available from Bottlecap Press!

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i love purple prose you will tear it from my cold dead hands

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— unknown

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one of my worst writing sins is abusing my power to create compound words. i cannot write the sentence "The sun shone as bright as honey that afternoon." no. that's boring. "The sun was honey-bright that afternoon" however? yes. that sentence is dope as fuck. i do not care if "honey-bright" is a word in the english dictionary. i do not care if the sentence is grammatically correct. i will not change. i will not correct my erred ways. the laws of the english language are mine.

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me: i have an entire night shift to work on writing!

me: writes 140 words before my laptop dies

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guilty as sin? - taylor swift

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if it's good enough for you, then it deserves to be made. don't let anyone else decide if your story is worth it or not.

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Explain your WIP badly

A breakdown of my WIP chapter by chapter

Am I bored or am I boring?

Definetely the second option

Why am I letting myself be dragged along on this?

Wait maybe it's actually fun

Oh wait no it's because I'm in love with you

Why do bad things happen to bad people

Well this fucking sucks

It sucks less with you

I'm back where I started, it can't get worse

I was wrong, it DOES get worse

And so the cycle continues

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It started with a girl. Because all the stories always do.

It’s not like I was nothing in those pastel before-days, but there is definite divide between Before Max and After Max. I changed in a way adults around me attributed to growing up, getting older, as if age, not experience, was the thing drawing the line between haze and vivid colour.

WIP Intro

The summer stretches in front of Alissia like a jail sentence, the mundane blandness an endurance. When Max moves in across the road, Alissia is intruiged from afar, until Max pushes her way into the haze built up and strikes excitement into the long summer nights.

For fans of: Skins, the good girl gone bad trope, ya lesbians, coming of age stories, intoxicating prose, teenage girlhood

Title in progress. Character intros and more to come. Follow to stay updated

All pics from Pinterest

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Character intro

Alissia //////////// Max

These are the two protagonists from my WIP, more detailed intros to come

WIP Intro

The summer stretches in front of Alissia like a jail sentence, the mundane blandness an endurance. When Max moves in across the road, Alissia is intruiged from afar, until Max pushes her way into the haze built up and strikes excitement into the long summer nights.

For fans of: Skins, the good girl gone bad trope, ya lesbians, coming of age stories, intoxicating prose, teenage girlhood

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Writeblr intro

I'm Eddie. I've previously only really written poetry (and the occasional short story) but I thought I'd take the plunge and try to encourage myself to work on some longer pieces by starting this.

They/them

90s kid, in my late 20's

Queer

Busy as all living hell

I mostly write poetry and YA fiction. Poetry can be found under the mine tag, short stories under snippets and longer form works under currentwip

I'll add to this as needed hopefully

You can support me with likes, reblogs, comments, buying me a coffee, sending me an ask, or downloading one of my works which are pay what you can

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From Jasmine Ledesma's chapbook, Acid in Georgia, available from Bottlecap Press!

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Getting sober means having to figure out how to spend twenty-four hours a day. It means building an entirely new personality, learning how to move your face, your fingers. It means learning how to eat, how to speak among people and walk and love and more than any of that, learning how to just sit still. You're moving into a house the last tenants trashed. You spend all your time ripping up the piss-carpet, filling in the holes in the wall, and you also somehow have to remember to feed yourself and make rent and not kick every person who talks to you in the face.

— Kaveh Akbar & Paige Lewis, from the introduction to Another Last Call: Poems On Addiction & Deliverance

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I’m a 25 year old manic depressive writer living in poverty & I have two books out if you wanna support me

Acid In Georgia (which is available for purchase here through Bottlecap Press) is a chapbook containing five stories about addiction and madness

Shrine (which you can purchase here through Junkie Scholar Press) is my first novella that I wrote the last semester of my undergrad, Shrine follows a protagonist over seven months as she works as a stripper and wrangles with addiction

I’m working on a website for my work but it would mean so much for you to read my books :)

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From Jasmine Ledesma's chapbook, Acid in Georgia, available from Bottlecap Press!

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Bitch I am on the GROUND