#also all these snippets are from future chapters of ASIR lmao

[firewoodfigs]

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BRING IT BABY

🌤️Share your favorite piece of dialogue from your WIP.

We've still got a long way to go before we get there, but I quite enjoyed writing this silly little piece last night:

“You know, I realise there’s a lot I don’t know about you,” she ventures nervously, trying to keep the accusatory edge off her voice. “I feel like you’re always asking about me, but I hardly ever get to inquire about you.”  He smiles. “That’s fine. I’m not a huge fan of talking about myself.”  “Me neither,” she responds, wrinkling her nose. “But…”  But what? She yearned for a mutual intimation of truths? She longed to build some sort of emotional intimacy that transcended beyond a one-way street; that wasn’t just predicated on her own immediate needs?  “You’re always demurring and deflecting,” she continues, hoping she sounds less critical and more blasé. What she would give to have Roy’s social skills now; he would’ve executed this perfectly. “And prevaricating. Almost like a politician.”  He laughs, paying her no heed as he continues driving down the highway. “That’s a lot of big words for a lumber like me.”

🌧️Share something angsty from your WIP.

Sometimes I worry that when the time comes, I won’t know how to grieve over someone who’s caused me so much grief. That the only thing I’ll feel is relief. From being set free, from finally having my wings unclipped.

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