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God knows you are tired. He knows you are trying. Put Him first. Trust Him. He will make a way.

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The Narratess Indie Book Sale is HERE!

The BIG INDIE SALE is hereeeeee!!!

Go check out this amazing sale!!!

My dystopian sci-fi series is on sale along with so many other great ones! Go! Go! Go! 🎉

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The Abyssal Tide comes from The Alder King.

reblog with a spoiler for your wip with zero context. no context allowed.

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Reminder that the Narratess Indie Book Sale begins on the 5th! So many great fantasy, horror and sci-fi books on sale!!

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utilising the gift of imagination to hallucinate moments of tenderness between fictional people

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Spoke to a gen z person the other night and apparently the young folks don't know about the very legal sites from which you can access public domain media (including Dracula, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, and other Victorian gothic horror stories)?

Like this young person didn't even know about goddamn Gutenberg which is a SHAME. I linked to it and they went "aw yiss time to do a theft" and I was like "I mean yo ho ho and all that, sure, but. you know gutenberg is entirely legal, right?"

Anyway I'm gonna put this in a few Choice Tags (sorry dracula fans I DID mention it though so it's fair game) and then put some Cool Links in a reblog so this post will still show UP in said tags lmao.

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someone on twitter is trying to claim that use of an em-dash is an indication of AI-generated writing because it’s “relatively rare” for actual humans to use it. skill issue

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Archaic Words for your Horror Story

Aberemord - a law term, meaning murder fully proved, as distinguished from manslaughter, and justifiable homicide

Afraye - fear; fright

Avanse - to escape from

Bloody bone - the name of a hobgoblin, formerly a fiend much feared by children

Bugan - the devil

Dezzed - injured by cold

Escorches - animals that were flayed

Hold fue - putrid blood

Lowtyn - to be quiet

Medyoxes - masks divided by the middle, half man half skeleton

Oschives - bone-handled knives

Pericles - dangers

Pethur - to run; to ram; to do anything quickly or in a hurry

Raw flesh - a demon

Resverie - madness

Skrithe - a shriek; a scream

Storve - to die

Stumpointed - a hunted rabbit in its fright ran against the dogs and tumbled over was said to be stumpointed; also, of a rabbit baffled by dogs in a ditch

Transfisticated - pierced through

Tutivillus - an old name for a celebrated demon, who is said to have collected all the fragments of words which the priests had skipped over or mutilated in the performance of the service, and carried them to hell

Source ⚜ More: Notes & References ⚜ Word Lists ⚜ Writing Resources PDFs

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When your Character Wears a Tuxedo

Tuxedo - a suited outfit for formal events such as weddings, galas, premieres, and balls.

Popularized in 19th century England as the go-to suit for formal attire and became an international fixture of menswear.

Today, the critical parts of the tuxedo remain—the bow tie as a pop of black at the neck, cufflinks for cinching the wrist, cummerbunds to smooth out the shirt, and the tuxedo pants and suit jacket to go over the tuxedo shirt.

How to Wear a Tuxedo

There are several steps to putting on a tuxedo. See how to prepare for your black tie event with a classic black tie ensemble by following the steps below:

Put on your undergarments first. Start by putting on any undergarments and socks. For a classic black tuxedo look, black dress socks will work best.

Put on your dress shirt, studs, and cuffs. The white dress shirt, or tuxedo bib, goes underneath your jacket, and the buttonholes fasten with black studs that tie the black-and-white ensemble together. Insert cufflinks at the wrist’s buttonholes; if you wear French cuffs, the fabric will be longer, so you’ll have to fold the material back over itself before cuffing. This style of shirt is a common part of the tuxedo outfit. Finally, put on your black bow tie.

Step into your tuxedo trousers. Your dress pants may have a black silk or satin stripe down the side with a plain front, and they may have pleats. The kind you choose offers the chance to customize your tux look. Tuck your shirt into your pants, zip up, and clasp the waist button.

Tie your cummerbund around the waist. Tuxedo pants do not have belt loops; instead, wear a cummerbund, the black, silky sash that wraps around your navel, and ties or snaps in the back to cover your waist and smooth out the part of the shirt that may wrinkle when tucked in.

Put on your jacket. There are many kinds of tuxedo jackets, including peak lapel, notch lapel, and shawl collar. Jackets can also be single- or double-breasted: the former have a single row of buttons where the two parts of the jacket meet at your navel, while the latter is cut to allow two rows of buttons, one on the left and one on the right. Single-breasted jackets are more modern and common, but the double-breasted jacket can stand out more and read as more stylish or formal. When purchasing your ensemble, tell the sales clerk or the tailor the occasion you need the tux for, which will dictate the kind of jacket you are buying.

Put on your shoes. Black patent leather shoes are a classic look to accompany your tuxedo. Lace up, give the shoes a shine, and pull your socks up to your knees (or as far up as they will go). For semi-formal occasions, you can wear classy loafers.

Personalize with other accent pieces. You can wear pocket squares for formal events. Boutonnieres are customary at proms, and you can wear suspenders to keep your pants up if they are a touch loose.

There are various ways to make your tuxedo singular through lapel types, pocket square folds, and tailcoat designs.

Color can also play a role: You can wear midnight blue and white tuxedos for formal looks at black tie optional events.

A black-tie dress code does necessitate black tie attire if an invitation specifies creative black tie.

Tuxedo Lapel Styles

As the topmost part of one's tux, the tuxedo jacket, or dinner jacket, is one of the easiest parts of this suit to diversify and personalize. Below are 3 lapel styles to consider when creating and tailoring your tux:

Shawl lapels: Shawl lapels or shawl collars feature rounded, swooped edges, mirroring that of a shawl worn around one's neck. Shawl lapels have more flair and are less traditional, making them more aligned with semi-formal attire. The character James Bond often wears tuxedos with shawl collars.

Notch lapels: Notch lapels have a "notch" where the lapel meets the collar of the suit coat. Notch lapels are a bit more casual but also highly versatile, seen on everything from sports blazers to dinner coats.

Peak lapels: Peak lapel tuxedos have a lapel that widens like a “V” as it approaches your collar. These are seen as more formal than other lapel types and are signature elements of tuxedos with tailcoats. The “V” shape can help create the image of a tighter waist, and so this jacket can connote a slim fit.

Source ⚜ More: Notes ⚜ Writing Resources PDFs ⚜ References: Fashion

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reminder that coming up with some fake little dudes and creating intricate storylines in your head is a completely free and fun way to pass the time and the government can't stop you

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Okay, so my artist interview page is brand new and has only two interviews posted so far, but yay! Artists now have their own page on my blog! Go check them and their lovely art out!! ^-^

(And more to come!)

LINK

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How to Avoid the Flawless MC

If you’ve created an MC that you believe is flawed and well rounded, but are still getting the feedback that they feel perfect or flawless—it may actually have nothing to do with them, but let’s dig into it.

1. Their flaws should hold them back

Flaws aren’t additional traits, but rather should be imbedded in the very bones of the plot. They are the reason a character doesn’t have what they want already—why they are going on their journey, and what they need to overcome or learn.

This means that their flaws will butt up against them time and time again and force them to make bad decisions and mistakes. That doesn’t always mean that they are bad traits, but rather that they are traits that sometimes take your characters further from their goal.

For example, in Tangled, Rapunzel’s greatest flaw is her naivete. This makes her an endearing character, and is as much of the reason as we root for her as her other traits. However, it also means that she is easily manipulated by Mother Gothel, and succumbs to her clutches at the midpoint.

2. They should face consequences

As seen above, a flaw without consequences isn’t really a flaw. Flaws hold the character back from their goal, and to do that, they must have consequences. If a character is insecure, that insecurity needs to manifest in them abandoning their date at prom and being subsequently hated by them. If they are headstrong, they need to push forward into a decision that leads to failure.

When they fail, it should be directly related to who they are as a person—and the flaws that they have. Otherwise, the failure falls flat—we could say that it was bad luck, and the MC gets off scot-free.

3. Not everyone likes or forgives them

This is probably the biggest reason why some protagonists are said to be flawless when they aren’t. I saw someone say that Katniss in the Hunger Games is a flawless protagonist, which I think is just untrue—she’s very deeply flawed and makes mistakes that lead to her world breaking out in revolution and many, many people dying. But what makes Katniss at times feel flawless is that she is unconditionally loved and forgiven by almost everyone—especially the people that matter the most: her family, Peeta, and Gale.

              If your character can do no wrong in everyone else’s eyes, it doesn’t matter that they very much can and do, do wrong. It’ll feel as though they fail the above two points. Allow other meaningful characters to fight with your protagonist, to dislike them for a bit, to condemn their actions and maybe not forgive them. Everyone missteps from time to time and upsets the people that they love, I promise it won’t make your protagonist any less likeable. In fact, seeing them experience this real, raw experience will bond your readers to them even more.

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The Girl in Byakkoya -

This song is not so much a personal tie to me as a story I will write someday. It’s all so vivid from the moment the song starts.

There’s this young woman whose been in a sorry state for a long time. She’s being experimented on, and the experiments leave her exhausted and sickly, as her body is rejecting the grafts being fed to it every day. No matter how strong the medicine or tranquilizers, sleep is restless and painful. There are no dreams, only a deep darkness. So, naturally, she is surprised when one night she hears a voice. She almost wakes up, thinking someone has come into her cell, but the voice came from inside. Out of the darkness a man appears, upside down from the darkness in front of her. She is startled and he offers a hand. A handshake? Dumbfounded, she stares and when she tried to take his hand he pulls it away from her playfully-and the darkness is pulled out from under her like a rug. She falls into an endless blue sky.

Despite the fact it’s a beautiful blue sky with massive white clouds, she is screaming. She is falling so fast she can’t even hear herself over the roar of the wind. Tears are streaming from her eyes. The voice comes again, clearly, despite the roar with playful question. Her heart is racing, her eyes are watering. Could this feeling, without fear, be something like jubilation?

His shadow, cast by nothing, has a canvas on the passing clouds and he carelessly falls with her. The shadow moves under her and wipes away her tears, for tears are unseemly to him. He turns her over onto her back and covers her eyes. When he uncovers them, she is shocked to find the clouds have become ornate elephants, ivory horses and swans. They seem to dance in the sky as she rushes past them.

He explains. If both of them are to be trapped in this endless sleep, why then, should it have to be a nightmare? If there is no escape, why not make the most of it? Does the void have to be silent? Does it have to be dark, or can it not be this, an endless blue sky?

He stretches his hand forward to the dusty surface miles below and begins wrenching metal work out of the earth. Up comes beams, unnatural shapes and colors. Do those who wander the void, have to do so alone? Do they have to do so in silence?

Now a multitude of balloons are rising past her, there are so many of so many colors its like confetti in the sky. The girl thinks its a little less lonely up here now, but he isn’t finished yet.

“We can build a place, a place for you a me-a place that never goes still, never goes empty. A place where silence is kept back by the constant roar of machines and screams of the crowd,”

Shadows begin to fill his complex below.

“And we will never be lonely, there will always be people there. They will always be talking, screaming, laughing, coming and going.”

She turns around and sees the ground, finally, and not an inch of it isn’t covered. An amusement park. Why an amusement park? He continues to sell her on this dream, on his dream, fervently. The appeal of defying death even in this desolate place, the promise of sound, of life. The rejection of a still and silent grave.

He covers her eyes once more and this time when he pulls away the blue sky has gone black, but the world below is glittering with so many lights the stars dull in comparison.

“And when darkness calls we will drive it back with our own lights, our splendor will never fade, silence will never fall, we will never be alone again.”

It’s so beautiful her eyes tear again. The dream, the hope, he sold it well. He wipes them away one last time. Tears of joy they may be, he will take her smiles from now on. The world below is populated now by the clouds from above. White elephants, horses, swans, clowns, all raising up to meet her, all watching her descent. The shadow finally joins his master below, a man hiding his face behind a clown mask, dressed in royal blues. He opens his arms grandly, to catch her, to embrace her, to accept her. His own heart is racing in his chest. This dream, his dream, means nothing if its for him alone. There has to be someone to smile.

You’ve probably seen pictures of him before on my blog. His name is Cedric. A relatively new character of mine, but one I love very much.

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The Only Thing I Know - Gotye

This last song is the opposite of the one that came before it. It sounds like white, wind and sand. There is no blue, only saturated dreamscape. He’s been here a while now. Time is a ghost in this place, but it has changed him. He’s eroding in a silent dream and at this point he is no numb he cannot even protest his own destruction.

This was a willful exile, a fate chosen. Returning to the waking world wasn’t an option, not after what he had done. Not after the people he killed. Not after the girl he hurt, and maybe this justice, and maybe it’s all well and done but I can’t feel that way. His voice is like smoke and it breaks my heart. Dying such a slow, slow death. Fading to white. This is what he deserves I know but I don’t want this for him. I can’t. His thoughts, though without pain, turn back to that girl and he thinks this is what he wants. This is what has to be.

She’s on the other side somewhere and he thinks she isn’t hurting anymore.

My heart breaks for him and I wonder there can be no other way? And yet-turning away from sorrow, I notice somethings. Hopeful signs. When he came in here his eyes were grey, but now they are a vibrant green. His hair had always been slicked back but it’s changed too. It looks more feathery than I remember and I get excited.

Death changes things, but that’s rot. Deterioration

This looks different. This isn’t breaking down, it’s just shifting.

I ponder if the soft, painless white is not dust, but ashes.

Is this song really the death of a friend, or the death of a phoenix?

@hells-mansion - last one, sorry I made these so wordy.

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God’s promises are a sure foundation, not shifting sand.

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Genuinely, people who hate writing and find it boring but want to ‘be authors’ and thus resort to AI ‘to write’ are the most BAFFLING group. Like do you just want a badge with ‘author’ on it? If you don’t care about books, why do you even want to be here? I do not understand it.