#maybe a kinda in media res inner monologue LMAO. i love writing opening scenes i'm not sure i've ever struggled with one

[wurmzirkus]

writing pattern game

Rules: Share the first line of your last ten published works or as many as you are able and see if there are any patterns! (from most recent to least recent, starting from the top)

got tagged in this (ages ago ofc) by both @raylangivins and @tallahasseemp3. y'all flatter me so much considering how incredibly talented you are!! also y'all have no idea how much i love getting asked about my writing so thanks very much :3

1. crater:

It's cold outside, and already dark by the time Alana makes it home. The train was late, so she spent twenty minutes shivering at the station, looking at her phone every thirty seconds, watching the zero amount of messages and notifications pour in.

2. cypress save me:

Space is cold. 

He knew this before. He went through an awful lot of training every time they sent him up there, and he’s been on his fair share of spacewalks, too. He never got tired of it once, but it's impossible to forget how cold it was out there. 

Space is cold. Kepler’s hands have always been warm.

3. too little, too late:

Kepler is standing in the middle of the hangar bay, keeping his eyes to the floor. Riemann left a couple minutes ago, Young has better things to do, and Jacobi… 

Jacobi is right there. 

4. breathing in your dust (shoutout to NAMMI!!)(honestly, I'm pretty sure i didn't even write this line):

He hung up. The absolute bastard just dropped that on him, and hung up.

5. confetti:

Jacobi is in the middle of making dinner when it becomes too much.

He’s cutting carrots for his stupid fucking soup. It’s hot next to the stove, so there’s a bit of sweat glistening on his forehead, and he doesn’t turn around when he says, “Will you just leave me alone.”

Kepler doesn’t leave.

6. hang on past the last exit:

“Those are going to kill you.”

It’s cold in the room. The window has been open for the last twenty minutes, and Kepler is on his second cigarette. 

7. whumptober prompts:

Kepler looks pathetic. His suit is crumpled and soaked, his hair is sticking to his face and the ends of his once-white sleeves are red with blood. 

He looks at Maxwell without speaking. Determined to commit this look to memory and never forget, Maxwell looks back. 

8. did you think it would be like this:

Maxwell doesn’t notice Kepler in the door for fifteen minutes. She doesn’t see why he doesn’t announce his presence right away - if he wants something, what’s stopping him from walking over to her desk and asking for it? - but she figures he has a point to make. 

A point Maxwell will ignore, because she doesn’t need it right now. 

9. wasteland, baby:

He finds her on the bridge.

10: a mirage in sickness and health:

For as long as she can think back, Maxwell has always spent her time convincing people. 

She could make them think all kinds of things, but the only thing she ever really cared about was getting them to realise she was worth it. 

That she shouldn’t be brushed aside, that she had too much to say to wait her turn to speak. 

tagging @imperial-evolution, @agentmika, @dansnotavampire, @haunthouse, aaaaaand @bananawanis