#future author

[blue-eyed-author]

Dear fellow writers,

‘Said’ is beautiful. Please use it more. It isn’t anything to be feared of hated. It’s not boring or overused. It makes all the other dialogue tags more special when they’re used on occasion.

‘Said’ makes your writing less cluttered. It can be a simple way of reminding the reader who is talking without bombarding them with synonyms.

“Use it along with action to make it more interesting,” she said, picking up her pencil.

He smirked, and said, “Or with expressions and body language.”

“Or,” she said, “just as a quick reminder of who is talking.”

“And if you know who is talking, a dialogue isn’t always necessary.”

Of course you can use other dialogue tags, but please don’t exclude ‘said’. It’s heartbroken from being ignored.

‘Said’ is beautiful.

[spitefulbull]

Writeblr Intro

Well, guess there's a first time for everything. Had no idea folks did this until recently.

Hi ^-^ My name is Sy, I'm 29 years old, queer and a cis-female. I've been writing fictions on and off since my late teens, and I just recently began writing with serious intent. English is my second language, so I apologize if I mess up the spelling or grammar on something. I'm currently in school for computer programming and living with my grandparents, whom I take care of as well. I hope to meet some kind mutuals and share ideas with them ^-^

My hobbies are simple, mostly just video games, reading, writing, annoying my cat, and just vibing. I'm a homebody now, so I don't get into too many crazy shenanigans anymore (if my liver could talk, it'd have stories for days).

I like to write in high fantasy settings, but I tend to experiment with modern AUs from time to time. I have dabbled in Star Wars universe fictions, thanks to a gaming club I've been a part of for nearly three years.

Current WIPs

Ravens of Fate

Star Wars in-universe story of espionage, sabotage, and questioned loyalties. Post Episode VI Imperial POV.

Unnamed WIP

My serious attempt at writing my own story. High-fantasy military team charged with the protection of their sovereign's only daughter. An adventure with lots of action, some angst, and plenty of queer shenanigans. Doesn't have a title yet, but working on it!

If you're also a fellow writer, please interact with this post! I'd love to follow more writeblr blogs and meet new folks.

Well, that's all I got for now. My inbox is always open, so feel free to drop in there. Hope to meet some of y'all soon ^-^

[born-to-riot]

Me when I’m not looking at my computer: “oh this would be such a good idea, what if this, this, and this happened OH WAIT what if…”

Me when I go to write any of it down: *gets a motherfucking headache*

[qu1cks1lversb1tch]

You guys will be seeing less of me since I finally got the motivation to write my book. I just wanted to check in and let all of you know that I adore each and every one of you who has ever commented or reblogged a piece of my writing. You're amazing. I love you. It's getting close to the halfway point and that fact alone is making me super excited to share this book with all of you. This isn't goodbye, I'll still be on, but I won't be posting fics for a while, just to focus my creativity on my original works. Again, I adore all of you and I hope you'll still be here once I'm back. — Silver 💙

[oliviaamore]

My name (or should i say pen name) is Olivia Amore and i’m a beginner writer.

Some facts about me:

•I’m from the Caribbean

•Pronouns are She/Her

•I’m Married

•I’m a pagan

•Im a Bookaholic

I want this blog to focus on writing. It’s always been my dream to become an author and I finally decided to start writing my first book idea. Follow if you’d like to join me in this journey 🫶🏼

[moonlightchaos333]

And you have to ask yourself. . .

But who do the gods pray to?

[tales-of-a-fledgling-author]

10/24

Day 2 of ADHD Meds (That's right, your girl got diagnosed and medicated!) and all I have to say is REGULAR PEOPLE FUNCTION LIKE THIS ALL THE TIME??

What. The. Hell. How unfair.

On another note, I've gotten so much done, despite only getting 2hrs sleep overnight (known side effect, it's okay, I'm okay)

I've programmed a Zapier integration to send data from a Google Form to a Discord channel, which was fun and frustrating because programming is a nightmare, but I made it work and I'm so proud. I hadn't touched Zapier in almost 2 years and managed to figure it out. /happy dance

Work is finally getting easier. Menial tasks are now easier to complete. Gym time is more in sync and easier to do without getting lost and distracted and bored.

Time to direct the psycho focus (lol) toward editing and get this third draft done!

Wish me luck <3

[spritebblz]

I'm a fiction fantasy writer currently working on a fantasy grimdark (ish) book with my friend @theraven4878 . Would anyone be interested in reading excerpts from rough drafts of scenes and moments we've written? Names of characters would be redacted.

[rosemarywolfe]

Just another writing prompt

Princess Meira was defensive , untrusting and powerful a true tortured and bruised soul. The father she knew was once kind until he found out that meira was not his child; it was like a switch. One day he loved her the next all he felt was hatred . Blaze is a ruthless, tyranical , and coldblooded king of the opposing kingdom . In a world where their love is forbidden due to a 100 year war between light and dark. Blaze could have anyone he wants but the only one who seems to catch his eyes is Meira the princess of light. Little does he know her past is darker than anyone would have imagined . Will Blaze be able to get close to her ? Will Meira be able to set aside her past and trauma for him? Only time will tell.

[blue-eyed-author]

A random something I wrote a while ago, but I have nothing to use it in, so I’m putting it here:

I keep the birthday card she made me beside my bed, because when I look at it, I’m reminded that, at least, at one point in her life, I meant something to her.

(I don’t know. What do you think of it?)

[aidenssadagain]

let love rise high as oceans climb,

build waves of bliss on borrowed time

devotion shall run

as ‘nother time comes

seek indifference upon salt waters

seas and voices breathe the same

all the world will whisper your name

with me through time, by stars above

held fast in passion, crashing love

sings eternal and everreaching

the tide comes in and day by day

this crashing water’s held at bay

‘til coastlines turn engulfing one

rest at peace on waves of love

sunkissed, sparking, and free

©AJ 2023

[purplemoonabove]

I tried to take a picture of a cloud but when you’re driving on the expressway, it takes away the moment.

But at least the memory stays – for sure, that cloud looked like someone, possibly a woman, reading a book.

Or writing…

A sign that I got work to do

God:

[writer-in-the-forest]

Nothing is better than giggling and fangirling over a scenario you made in your head about your own original fictional characters it's like NO ONE KNOWS THIS BUT ME I'VE GOT EXCLUSIVE VIP CONTENT!!

[babythegod]

[positivelyruined]

Me: sees an atomic bomb level crisis of a book

Me: uses a microscope to find the one or two things I loved

Me: I CAN FIX THIS!

being a writer is so embarrassing sometimes like awww no my feelings got hurt guess i'll go make up 90,000 words about it. ugh

[moonlightchaos333]

01.24.2023

i want a cigarette. mascara running down my my cheeks, windows down, music blaring.

i want to forget. i think that is the first time i’ve ever said that. but i don’t mean it. i don’t want to truly forget but i want that illusion of forgetting where your mind is silent and all that pain is compressed in a ball pushed so far down you nearly forget about it.

forget. i want the aesthetic. alcohol burning down my throat, hair messy, lipstick smeared.

a type of destruction. control. proof to the world to fate to the gods to the stars. you can’t hurt me worse than i’ve already hurt myself.

silence. there’s nothing but those tiny voices overthinking it all which is why that cigarette smoking rebel, alcoholic one-night stand chic doesn’t exist.

i can’t forget no matter how much i want to. i can’t destroy myself no matter how much i want to. the only silence i’ll get is when i’m dead.

death.

the only true peace i could think of.

for after i die //