#lots to write! and lots to publish!

[haridraws]

I understand and respect copyeditors, but in my heart of hearts I think commas and hyphens should be vibes-based

[directactionforhope]

Might fuck around and write a book for real

[multi-fandom-lunatic]

Shannon update - Book 10 status

[bhramarii]

i'm proud to announce that DIVINE COMEDY should be available to read in full by the end of February! i've been working hard at it for the last year or two and i'm happy to be able to share it with all the INFERNO readers out there. hope you get to see the characters you like again!

for now i'll post the blurb at the back of the book so yall can get a preview:

Arch is dead. Without its charismatic leader, the once-mighty corporation has crumbled. But in the aftermath of INFERNO, the chaos is far from over. The world remains a battleground of angels and demons, a volatile stage for the human experiments Arch left behind.

As they struggle to build new lives, the past resurfaces with a vengeance: remnants of Arch’s greed, whispers of its twisted legacy, and one experiment’s reckless decision to auction themselves off as Arch’s “final relic” on eBay. What starts as a quiet chapter in their lives spirals into a frantic, cross-country race to escape the highest bidder—pursued by ghosts, enemies, and the weight of choices they can’t outrun.

With sharp wit, heartfelt moments, and a healthy dose of disastrous lesbian drama, DIVINE COMEDY takes readers on an adrenaline-fueled adventure packed with angels, demons, and impossible decisions. After all, when miracles come at such a cost, you have to ask:

Is every miracle worth it?

[youchangedmedestiel]

Friend: What are you doing right now?

Me: I have a lot of projects.

Friend: Oh so cool, what are those? New job, new business, new home, new relationship?

Me: Ok, I have a lot of SPN/Destiel projects.

[thelonelyshore-if]

more ravi because after talking about him today i wanted to keep working on his argument scene(s).

[kingthunder]

That winter, the four of them got a cottage in Toussaint together. Geralt and Yennefer shared the big bedroom, and Jaskier took the small bedroom, and Ciri had a pallet by the fire, intending to come and go as the mood took her.

Jaskier found it odd to look at Ciri nowadays and realize that she was an age that he remembered being. An age he’d thought he was an adult at, hah! Back then his name was Julian, and he’d snuck away from home with an old lute and a new name that he wore like an ill-fitting doublet, directionless until he found a brooding witcher in a tavern and decided to keep both—the witcher and the name, that was, not the lute. That poor old thing got smashed to bits by elves after five minutes in Geralt’s company. 

Anyway, Ciri. She was more mature at eighteen than Julian was, probably more mature than Jaskier was at forty-three, but he recognized her restless feet. Her hunger for more than she could find contained in these walls. Or any walls, really. She was made to break walls down and Jaskier loved that about her. He loved her! The princess witcher, his little lioness, Geralt and Yennefer’s daughter, as fierce as both of her parents combined.

The second time Ciri showed up at the winter cottage she stayed for almost a week. One drizzly gray morning the restless feet got to her and she wrapped herself up in her traveling cloak and strapped her swords to her back. Geralt was sitting by the fire trying to darn socks and complaining every time the thread came out of the needle. Yennefer had her nose in a book and her feet in Geralt’s lap. Jaskier… he didn’t remember what he’d been doing, exactly, he just remembered the feel of the morning, wet and cold outside, cozy and warm inside, domestic and lovely and weirdly empty. Ciri kissed Geralt on the head and then Yennefer and then Jaskier. 

“How long will you be gone?” Jaskier said, catching her hand. She let him swing their arms by their tangled fingers.

“Depends,” Ciri said. “How long is the road?”

“Be back before Yule,” Yennefer said, and “Be safe,” Geralt rumbled, and Ciri squeezed Jaskier’s hand, and then she left.

Geralt put his mending down and looked at Jaskier. Said, casually, “She’s a wanderer, our girl.”

“Whomst among us isn’t?” Jaskier said. 

And then he excused himself to his room, where he got into bed fully clothed and stared at the ceiling, because he couldn’t look at Geralt and Yennefer for one moment longer. Our girl. She was, wasn’t she? She wasn’t just Geralt and Yennefer’s, she was Jaskier’s too. She was the closest thing he’d ever have to a daughter.

But he wasn’t her father or her mother. Nor even an uncle or especially close cousin. He was just Jaskier, the man her parents kept around because it was easier than running him off.

[nobodysdaydreams]

WIP and Published Fics Ask Game (reblog to play and feel free to drop the emojis/questions in the ask box!)

Questions about WIPs:

🥰 a fluff WIP snippet

😂 a funny or crack WIP snippet

😭 angst or sad WIP snippet

🤩a WIP snippet about or with dialogue from ________ [name of a character]. If you don’t have one for that character, choose someone else!

❓ any WIP snippet you want!

Questions about published fics:

📖 a published snippet from _________ [published work of theirs you haven't had read yet, but are curious about]

😔published lines or a section of a fic that was super sad, angsty, or difficult to write?

😍 published lines or a section of a fic that you loved writing?

🎁name a published gift fic someone has given you that you love and can't recommend enough (be sure to tag the author. Or if you don't have an AO3 or haven't been gifted a fic, what kind of fic would you like to be gifted?)

🤔 ____________? [ask the author a question about any of their published works, such as what the writing process was like, what their favorite fic is, or what character they like writing about].

[wernerherzogs]

the thing is. i can't even fully make fun of bucktommies for their tommy takes given what continues to be done to my man eddie diaz. like at least tommy's a canvas blank enough that even batshit insane headcanons with zero basis in show's canon are like. eyeroll worthy to me at most. because that man does not matter longterm at all. but with eddie it's like some of you can't envision gayness if it doesn't fit a Recognizable Media Stereotype. so he's been repressed his whole life and hasn't lived a single genuine experience ever yet and everything he does is a performance and he doesn't know how to be A Man because he's secretly an elder sister. despite nothing in canon even remotely indicating that as he's been perfectly normal about being a man who's a single parent all this time. he literally only worries about the emotional side of him not meeting the societal/parental standards of Being A Man Who's A Single Father. his ptsd is a not mental or canon enough a canon mental illness you guys are now forcing an entire dsm-5 on him. he secretly longs to be a weho fag who wears cashmere sweaters and has a purse dog or a cat and he's only overcompensating with his truck because god forbid his fashion sense or current hobbies were genuine. meeting kim was a psychotic break instead of a network procedural character dealing with seeing a dead copy of his late wife in a genuinely the most normal way possible under the circumstances. like why are you twisting this guy into shapes he's not because otherwise you just can't buy him being queer/gay like... do you only know bi sluts and formerly repressed broadway gays in real life with no in between? is that it. because buck is another fascinating part of this. his characterization seems fairly consistent no matter where on the top-bottom spectrum people put him. is it because bisexuality has a smaller amount of stereotypes associated with it so you don't feel the need of implying he's been performing everything his entire life like what's going on. and being a Bi Slut has actually canon room to exist here, so it's naturally never been an issue. but he can be a late bloomer bi and yet no one accuses him of only overcompensating with his truck or being a passenger princess despite tommy driving him around and he can be your dom top while still regularly displaying an affinity for things stereotypically viewed as female-coded (as cooking/baking, even for his girlfriend taylor, or cooing after newborn babies like a fic-worthy omega in heat). those specific things either get ignored or dialed up to eleven in fic but he's still ol' good fun buck who aches and wants to be loved and has his abandonment issues and sex issues and so on and so forth but remains fairly recognizable and mostly true to canon every time in the eyes of bajillion different writers. why is he immune while eddie isn't why are you respectful of canon when it comes to buck but eddie's suddenly in a hbo show and not a network procedural when transported into the fic realm can someone explain this.

[trans-axolotl]

Image description: [Black text on lined paper. Text reads: Share your story with the Psych Survivor Archive. Hold the psychiatric system accountable for the violence and coercion we've survived. Make space for our anger. Grieve together. Celebrate our resistance. The Psych Survivor Archive is a forum for psych survivors to share about their experiences and be believed. You can share as much or as little as you want. Your story will be anonymously published on the website with writing from other psych survivors. The archive is open to anyone who identifies as a psych survivor, including people who survived inpatient hospitalization, rehab, troubled teen industry, partial hospitalization, outpatient programs, ABA, and any other form of coercion psych treatment. Check out the prompts, participant rights, and content guidelines. Share your story now: www.psychsurvivorarchive.com/submit-your-story]

Hey everyone. I wanted to share this here as well. The Psych Survivor Archive is looking for anyone who wants to share their story and have it anonymously published on the website, in order to create a collection of our experiences navigating the psych system. Your responses will be anonymous and can be as detailed or vague as you want. On the website, there are prompts, but you can feel free to share in whatever format makes sense to you.

This is a more informal way to participate in the Psych Survivor Archive if you are not interested in creating art for the zine, but still want your story to be heard and validated.

For me, it has felt very cathartic to write out my story, on my terms, in the way that I want to be known. I hope that the archive can offer that space to other psych survivors as well, and I can't wait to keep developing this project and offering even more. In the next couple weeks, submissions will open up for the second edition of the zine, so if you're interested in submitting creative art or writing keep an eye out!

love and solidarity always <3

[yinyuedijun]

best advice I've ever read for writing metaphors is that they shouldn't be confusing or unnecessarily complicate something, they should actually make it easier for the reader to grasp something complex. it was so mindblowing for me lol

[bluebellwrenart]

All of my Black Ops ladies in formal outfits 💛💙❤️🖤

From left to right—

Joanne (Mason's wife, David's mother), Lillian (paired with Weaver), Claire (paired with Adler), Nadia (OC!Bell, paired with Woods)

[bookhobbit]

Wretched wretched soul-searching has led me to believe that I still care about writing and that I am probably going to have to try to pursue publication because I am afraid the thing that is holding me back is not actually a lack of desire, but rather fear, and you cannot let your life be dictated by fear. UGH.

However, this is a better time to do it than ever before. That is because, if I had submitted a manuscript to agents or publishers before and got repeated rejections, I would think "This is because they think I am a bad writer." However, if I did that now, I would think "This is because they do not think my book would make money," which is much less demoralizing because I am deeply aware that there is not much correlation in any direction, positive or negative, between artistic value and money made. Becoming extremely cynical about the publishing industry has its advantages, I guess.

[magpie-trove]

I know there was and is sexism in society but also I get really annoyed at how authors today write about it in the past

[aster-draws]

You win some you lose some

(last week I wrote approximately 8k of better halves and this week I neglected any and all other works in progress to write 20k of a crack taken seriously fic where I put Percy and Annabeth into Epic the musical)

[chicago-geniza]

Ohhhh my gd. Prepared a simple but healthy dinner and ate it in my little floor chair at my little floor desk instead of hunched over like a raccoon at a dumpster as I usually do, and while I ate actually turned the lights on and listened to some early Scriabin and read my comprehensive academic monograph about Wiadomości Literackie 1924-1939 po polsku, and feel slightly more like a person and less like a quasi-sapient mold growing out of my mattress.