#new female author

[k-g-h-robinson]

Imagine the life where you were forced into being a child assassin just because you were different. Having to take several thousand lives every because you were different. Having to take several thousand lives every day just because someone paid you to do it, all because people in a day just because someone paid you to do it, all because people in a higher position thought you weren't worth having a normal life. The higher position thought you weren't worth having a normal life. The former child assassin, Sean Barnes, has lived with this guilt throughout his former child assassin, Sean Barnes, has lived with this guilt throughout his entire life. Now bordering the age of 26, he's left feeling like he needs entire life. Now bordering the age of 26, he's left feeling like he needs to do something with his life and brutally acquired experiences. Yet after to do something with his life and brutally acquired experiences. Yet after stumbling across something he shouldn't, he is left with a guilty conscience stumbling across something he shouldn't, he is left with a guilty conscience wondering how he can help. Who really is Sean Barnes? Can he look past wondering how he can help. Who really is Sean Barnes? Can he look past the monster he was made into? Can he push past that part of himself and the monster he was made into? Can he push past that part of himself and save the lives of others? Maybe it’s time to see who the real monsters are. save the lives of others? Maybe it’s time to see who the real monsters are.

Deadly Allegiance - Coming Soon!

[bonnibelleangelica]

3 Exercises To Improve Your Writing/Manuscript

1) Sentence Patterning 🎨

Print off a random page of your work and use different coloured highlighters on each sentence, depending on how long they are. You might realise you’ve been stuck in a rhythm without realising it. A rainbow is what you want to see!

2) Stickynoting! 📝

Write out each scene (or topic change) on a stickynote thats colour indicates how plotheavy it is. A few fluffy, relaxed scenes are fine, but you don’t want half the book to be pointless. Likewise, you also don't want every scene to be insanely over the top.

3) Pindropping 📌

Draw a line, mark out the major events of your story, then drop in every revelation, character introduction, first mention, shift and development. See how dense certain areas might be vs others. Do you throw everything at the reader in the first chapter? Or do you hold back too much and leave your audience clueless.

Click “My Writing Tips” in the tags for more!

Click here to check out my book! @statusquoofficial

[maesetrova]

you died and i desperately need to tell you how it feels. i need you to hold me upright while i show you this hole that exists now in my heart and the emptiness that swallows my soul. i need you to hold me while i cry out for you, and scream at god and ask him why. you died and you are the only one who can get me through this.

-Mae S. // letter to everyone i've ever lost.

[blissfullyunawares]

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[strawberryfairi]

New Story Alert!!!🧚🏾‍♀️

"𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞…"

❥ After discovering a strange yet alluring red book in a boutique bookstore, you find yourself sucked into a strange world, where all of your inner most desires exist...

Pairings: Wakasa Imaushi X Musician! Black Fem Reader🤎 (ANYONE CAN READ🧚🏾‍♀️)  Tags: Authors AU, sci-fi, retro 80's/neon futuristic world, smutty romance, good girl! reader, reader is a talented nerd, slight corruption kink, sexual tension, "cyber-world"

Out Now: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝒟𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓈 Wakasa Imaushi x Black! Fem Reader🤎 (ANYONE CAN READ)

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ 0:57 ————|——— -2:10

Volume: ■■■■■□□□

Chapter Masterlist: Ongoing (Coming soon)

┌────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────┐ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝒟𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓈

ɪɴᴛʀᴏ 𝟏 || 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 || 𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝟑 || 𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝟒 || 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝟗 𝟓 || 𝐃𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝟔 || 𝐀𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝟕 || 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝟖 || 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐚

└────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────┘

A/N🧚🏾‍♀️: I already know some of y'all bouta be like "Now girl, if you don't finish them other damn stories". But bruh let me cook y'all😭!!! I really like this idea and I've been DYING to write for Wakasa for like...ever for real. But anywayssss🤭 I hope y'all enjoy this new story!!! COMING SOON

[gabriellessworldd]

me logging on tumblr at 2am to write fics

[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 ^-^

[missnarcissistsworld]

But I've altered it, I've dyed it in my favorite colour, it's still a little big but it's warm and comfortable.

I know it once belonged to my father but I've made it my own, and I'll keep it on my body until my body wilts to death.

Is it bad that it's my favorite piece of clothing?

[statusquoofficial]

Parvus the Rat

Formerly a lab rat used to observe the effects of catalyst, Parvus finds a new home with Canopy on the surface as a gift from Phylum. Due to his ability to melt hearts and look cute, Canopy feeds him at a near-constant rate and he grows to the size of a house cat and adapts to be even more heart melting and cute.

So on and so forth…

[cleopatragirlie]

[laylakingwrites]

Hey! I am an author who has just finished writing their first book and I want to know if it’s something people will read, so let me give you guys the low down on here!

♡ High fantasy romance!!!

♡ Follows the perspective of the morally gray male rather than the female.

♡ Gambling raccoon??? (Like come on! Hell yeah!)

♡ LGBTQ and all inclusive!!!!!!

♡ Villain gets the girl?

♡ You don’t know who’s lying until the very end!

Basic Synopsis:

Morally gray guy is tasked by a nobleman he doesn’t like to bring runaway girl back home. However, after meeting this girl he starts to realize that her father has sinister plans for her and she is not who she says she is either. Our morally gray guy also isn’t sure he can turn her in anymore.

Our working title is The Prince of Lies!

[dauntlessdraupadi]

~ Introduction Post ~

I'm Draupadi ( pfff of course it's not my real name but I wish it was) ; the insane author.

About me

That's not how I look but imagine I do.plz plz.

- I'm 25

- Bicurious, she/her

- From India

- Became an author so that I can write strong female characters ( hihihi )

- Atheist dog lover

- Dipping toes into multiple genres

- Helping other writers through @overthinkingwritershub page. Make sure to use the resources.

Now let's talk about this blog and what you can find. I mean you can dive head first, honey. No one is gonna stop you.

All my work can be found at one place ( one place alone so if you find it somewhere else feel free to let me know ) : my blog

You can find my debut true paranormal short story on the blog or click here. The story is true and my first hand experience on paranormal activity so if that is cup of tea, head over to my blog and read.

I'm working on several things right now. You can find the master list below:

WIP MASTER LIST

This page is dedicated to mood board, aesthetics, snippets, edits and everything that convinces you to check the work ( please 🥺 )

Okay now you can go ahead and explore 😉

[oscarwildin]

it’s houndstooth trouser, cable knit sweater, eccentric author autumn

[morganhopesmith1996]

Anyone else excited for this? I know I am 😆

[strawberryfairi]

Synopsis🌹: After discovering a strange yet alluring red book in a boutique bookstore, you find yourself sucked into a strange world, where all of your inner most desires exist…

Pairings: Wakasa Imaushi X Musician! Black Fem 🤎 Reader (ANYONE CAN READ🧚🏾‍♀️)  Content: Author AU, scifi, Musician! reader, reader is a talented nerd, smutty romance, tiny doses of angst, adventure, futuristic city, magic?, !!sexual tension!!, etc (just find out the rest, lol)

w.c: 1.2k💠 Released: October 2

Previous | Next | Chapters Masterlist

A/N🧚🏾‍♀️: Stop it's chapter freaking 1 on October 2nd! I'm beyond excited about this story so I really hope you guys enjoy it too! I'm getting heavy in my world building bag with this one y'all💅🏾👩🏾‍🍳

C.W:  None

𝟏 || 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤

(Red Book of Desires Theme: Victory - Lost Traveler )

It's not often you come into a bookstore, but when you do, it's usually when you're on a mission for a specific book you'd like to purchase.

Not today though.

It's a sunny day, the weekend, and everyone's out to enjoy the summer breeze during the early afternoon. You'd just taken yourself out for brunch, and it seemed like a sin to go and head straight back home when the day looks like something out of a movie.

Not a cloud in sight, the sky a vibrant blue, summer flowers are fully in bloom, and friends and families are all walking around perusing through shops or utilizing a restaurant's outside seating.

So voila, you decide to stroll through this quaint, old style looking bookstore. It's a boutique, nestled right inbetween Tony's Brick Oven Pizza Place and a vinyl record store. It's such a cute atmosphere.

The door chimes as you walk in, and the smell of books instantly greets your nose. Shiny, dark wood shelves hold a plethora of vintage stories from Dostoyevsky to Baltasar Gracián, along with newer selections as well. Each section labeled by the genre.

With a slender finger you graze it gingerly along the hard spines of each book, waltzing through the isles pretending to be a princess in her grandiose atheneaum.

"What's this...?" You whisper to yourself, pausing as your finger rests on a bright red book.

It's particularly vibrant compared to the other books on this shelf; and seemingly newer looking.

"There's no title on the spine..." You notice, your brow raising curiously.

With a low "Hmph..." and a tilt of your head, you pluck the book from its home on the shelf, and run your hand across the blank cover.

As your fingers brush the book, royal purple cursive lettering begins to appear like magic, revealing the title. But there's no author.

"The book of desires; by no one." You mumble, and for a moment you look both ways down the isle, hoping this wasn't some kind of wild sex positions book or something.

Biting your lower lip you can't help but look and see what it's about, turning over the cover and searching for a hopefully interesting synopsis.

Instantly your brows furrow. Each page is completely blank. Just pure white paper with a red cover and purple titling. "This book ain't 'bout shit. Is this a journal..?" You question out loud.

"Careful with that." A male voice says from behind, making you nearly jump out of your skin.

"Oh! You scared me." You chuckle awkwardly, abruptly closing the book as you turn to see the face that matches the voice. You figure they must mean for you to be careful since it's potentially an old book, and could probably fall apart at any moment.

"I didn't mean to touch—" You start, but the man waves you off with a knowing smile.

"No one ever does..." He steps closer, his eyes never leaving the book. "That one's been waiting a long time for someone to pick it up again. Looks like today's it's lucky day." He adds with an inviting smile.

You glance back at the book. It's strange how drawn you seem to feel towards it. "Do you know what it's about?" You ask, voice quiet, as though speaking too loudly might somehow break the connection.

The man shrugs. "It's different for everyone. It shows you exactly what you desire most; even if you don't know what that is." Then his smile widens just a fraction as he says,

"It's not always what you expect, though."

You frown, unsure if the man is messing with you or not. To be honest, wether it's true or not, this man is doing a damn good job at selling you this book though, that's for sure. You look down at the mysterious book, watching the title reappear as your fingers slide over the red cover. A strange warmth spreads through you, and you feel a sudden rush of excitement, or maybe it's more of a curiosity, and something else... It's like a deep, unspoken yearning.

"How much is it?" You ask softly.

The man chuckles softly. "For you? It's free. Consider it a friendly gift."

Your eyes widen as you hesitate, but then, before you can begin to protest, you decide to just thank him.  "Oh, that's so kind of you! You didn't have to-

You cut yourself off as a sudden, abrupt shiver runs down your spine, and for a brief second, the world around you seems to flicker. You blink reflexively, but everything is already normal again before you could even process what you actually saw. The bookstore, the red book that is now yours, the dark wood shelves. Everything's still there.

"Enjoy." The man says from behind you. Yet as you whip around, he's nowhere to be seen.

Back in your little apartment, you sit on your cozy bed, staring at the new book. The sun has long set, and the LED lights you have lining the upper part of your ceiling glow a soft orange-yellow hue, the perfect ambience.

You flip the book open to the first page. There are no author's notes, no table of contents, no nothing. Just a single line that slowly appears, written in elegant, looping script:

"𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉?"

You furrow your brows, feeling a strange, intensely magnetic pull. It's silly, really. You don't believe in magic or anything like that, but the question the book asks you lingers deep in your mind. As if it's engraving itself there.

What do I desire most?

Success, obviously. You've been working so hard to make it in the music industry, writing songs, performing at small venues, sending out demo after demo, reaching out to producers and other artists further than you in the industry, and getting nothing but rejections in return. You want to be heard, to have people love your music, to finally feel like all your hard work has paid off. Has been worth something.

But there's something else, too. Something deeper. A part of you that's always been restless, yearning for something more since childhood. The excitement of a true adventure, probably. Or love. Things like the movies that've shaped you into the starry eyed, hopeless romantic dreamer you always have been. Peter Pan, The Goonies, Who Framed Roger Rabbit to name a few. Then with romance...

You've never really had the time for romance after graduating college. Not with everything you've been focusing on. Then honestly, when you think about it, you just aren't in the mood. Not for another mediocre experience people nowadays love to call "romance" and "a relationship". But sometimes you do dream of it—of passion, of something wild and exciting, of a life that's more than just struggling to get by and toughing and "thugging" it out one disappointment after the other. Telling yourself one day it'll all work out when in the moment you couldn't be any more lost and unsatisfied.

That's the word right there, unsatisfied.

You shake your head, letting out a small "tch" at the way this one sentence had really gone and thrown you into an abyss of depressing introspection. It's stupid, but still, you want to read more.

With a dramatic sigh, bracing yourself for the next simple yet wildly cryptic question, you flip to the next page. And then—

Darkness.