#teenagewriter

[lokiessnyx]

So hi there everyone. So I think should have done this along time ago but it didn't really occur to me.

So first of all, I want to start using either of these covers going forward. I asked several people which one they preferred and they also seemed split in the middle.

Most people liked the more golden one but agreed the dull coloured one fit the hopeless almost of the forest. So I think I am going to keep using the two for now. January is coming to an end and I think I have had to start changing some points of view that I already had. Now I did not think I was a good writer. I looked back on my work several times and mentally slapped myself. Now @darythms really were a Godsend when writing. His criticisms, thoughts and the small parts he wrote were really helpful. In fact, the final part of that book would have been vastly different without him. I really have not thanked him enough.

Going forward when he said he thought I was a good writer, I was awh he's just being nice since he's a really nice guy. Then when I gave it to my other close friend to read, she recorded a 15 min voice note gushing about it and how she read it in one sitting and how much she loved Erinle. I was like she's my close friend, she's just being nice.

Then @thebookmushroom, a completely random person I did not know, went on my instagram to tell me how much she loved the story and I was like how much can you trust a stranger? She was not the only one who told me. My brother, some former classmates,My church teachers said it great and all that but I still believe that. So flash forward to I think late December or early January when I went to the new website design and see that my story was on the popular tab and had a 4.8 out of 5 rating. So I was like; huh, maybe they made a mistake and then went on to talk to my friend on instagram and then I saw that @ankara_circle sent a message saying that they wanted it as their story of the week and wanted and interview. Now I was suprised and went to tell @darhythms but he wasn't online.

So I initially wanted to refuse the interview because I am a very shy person with strangers but a little crazy with people I know. Anyhow my mum told me it would be nice to have my voice out there. So I did and I cannot tell you if I did a great job because I have not watched it back because I am partially scared that I will cringe.

So I think with all of this I have to consider this consistent positive reaction and think maybe I am a good writer really and I am just being an obsessive perfectionist again. Of course I am still going to rewrite it, I know they are certain flaws with it that have to be corrected. Like the randomness of the villains, the slightly rushed pacing all but I think I am going to do it this time with a positive mind that maybe I really am good at this. So I am already writing a continuation of it but uhh I am still kinda of working out the details. I already have the character arcs ready but plot wise it is still in the works. So for now I just have written a collection of scenes but necessarily in order. I am thinking of making them available for whoever is interested in reading but I am not sure on that. I can promise that there will be a lot of hijinks with magical creatures, Arike and Ara will become main characters with their own POV chapters even the snarky goat uncle gets a chapter or more too. So at the end of this needlessly long essay I think I just want to thank everyone that has helped me come up to this realization. Thanks.

The story link: https://ankaracircle.com/stories/the-legend-of-the-orisha/chapters/

[ellesliterarycorner]

Battling Self Doubt

Honestly, y’all, I’ve been battling waves of self doubt lately. Like I mentioned on my story, I’ve been struggling with my WIP lately, and sometimes it’s really hard seeing everyone talk about their WIPs and characters because all I can think about is mine not being as good as everyone else’s. I always tell myself not to compare myself to other people, but I still do anyways. (I’m quite bad at taking directions) I’m pretty sure everyone compares themselves to other people even when they know that never helps anything.. Self doubt is something that everyone wether they’re a writer or not faces. So, here are a few things that help me out!

Reminding Myself I’m Human!

I think sometimes we all have such high expectations for ourselves. Expectations that might be a little inhuman. Pushing myself to be perfect and to make my writing perfect is never gonna work because I’m human. We’re all human. Making mistakes is kind of what we do. Taking a step back from everything and reminding myself that I’m human reminds me that I’m allowed to make mistakes. And, it’s perfectly okay to make mistakes! Our society has idolized perfection, but perfection shouldn’t be this super idolized thing that everyone strives to achieve. Allowing yourself to have room to make mistakes is actually the best way to grow. As though as it is to hear, I’m often grateful for some of the mistakes we make because I wouldn’t learn or grow. One way I do this is instead of saying, “I completely failed at this” I’ve started saying, “I may not have achieved my goal, but I learned how to do this!” It’s helped me have a growth mindset and be a lot kinder to myself no matter the outcome of our actions. 

Giving Myself Validation!

Sometime you just need to validate yourself! Personally, if I’m doubting my abilities or myself, I’ll just start listing everything I think is awesome about myself or nice things people have said about me or my work. It might seem vain, but honestly, I think everyone is so focused on being humble that we don’t give ourselves enough credit. Sometime you have to just look yourself in the mirror and be like, “I’m hot. I’m hilarious. I’m super smart. People love my writing. I’m strong, etc.” It might seem super narcissistic or arrogant, but I promise you it helps. A lot of the time, we’re our own harshest critic, so looking yourself in the eye and giving yourself some much needed validation is all you need! Also writing those little things down on a post-it-note or something and putting it on your mirror, or in your car, or in your lunchbox, or anywhere is also a great idea! Especially when you forget you put one there and you open it up on the days when you needed it most!

Surrounding Myself With Supportive People

I am the biggest proponent of cutting toxic people out of your life. If someone is holding you back or manipulating you or doubting you, then you don’t need to be around them. Being surrounded by people who constantly doubt your abilities can fuel your self-doubt. Having supportive people in your life, really can change things for the better. Self-validation is great, but sometimes it’s even better to hear it from someone else! I’m honestly not afraid to ask some of my really good friends, “hey, I’m feeling kind of down, can you give me a compliment or tell me something you like about me.” Hearing them talk about why you’re their friend and why they like you can really make everything all better. Supportive people also what to do to make you feel validated and help you quell any self-doubt. My best friend made me a little jar filled with slips of paper that had little compliments and words of encouragements on them. And they’re color coded! Orange is writing, and purple is school, and I don’t remember the rest. The point it that little jar is probably my favorite thing that I won. I would even recommend making one for yourself. I’m so grateful that I can surround myself with people who can remind me of all the goods things about me when I’m just not feeling it.

Writing It All Down

Journaling has always been a very therapeutic and tranquilizing experience for me, but for me, sometimes the quickest way to cure a bout of imposter syndrome is by writing it down. I’m a very visual person, and writing down my thoughts and getting them out of my brain helps me realize that sometimes I’m being way too hard on myself. Everything can feel like a giant pressure cooker in your head, but when I write it down, sometimes I realize that I’m being a little ridiculous. I am in no way invalidating imposter syndrome because it can be very serious, but when I’m feeling it bad, I just have to write it down and laugh at myself. Like I said earlier, I have such high standards for myself that when I write them down and actually read them I realize that I’m being far too hard on myself!

I really hope these tips helped someone out! If you ever need to talk, I’m always here! 

[theskeleton-system]

I hate to complain on main, but fuck it, my blog my rules.

No one is gonna see this shit or care about this, but its my lifelong dream to become an author. And I have wrote so many books, made a whole universe, including a new species. My issue is, no one actually gives a fuck about my books but my mother and my girlfriend, and it's weighing down on me man. I want to make an impact on the world, but right now I feel so worthless.

So I'm making a separate blog, where I'll post about my characters and books. Please, please, please; if you want to humour me or whatever, check it out... It'd mean a whole lot.

I'll tag the account in a separate post after this one when I make it. I am literally begging for this guys.

[gentlypanickingstudios]

Recently I've been realizing that I don't really have all that much to me. I'm a musician, I'm part of the LGBTQ community, but what else is there? Over the past couple of years I've lost a lot of who I am, I put too much time and energy into other people instead of investing it in myself. Now that I'm changing that, I'm closing the door on the person that I used to be and that is absolutely terrifying. It also hurts like crazy, why hasn't anyone told me that starting over is this hard? I'm currently grieving for the person that I used to be, but I'm excited to leave them behind and start figuring out more of who I am now. I'm a blank canvas right now and going forward I can add whatever I want. There is one thing that I know that I want, something to add to that canvas. I want to start building this page as a safe space for people, a place where they won't be judged or ridiculed, a place where they can be themselves. I have a lot to say, a lot that I think the world needs to hear, and I'm going to start saying it. My voice is worth listening to, and so is yours.

[iguessaj]

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[justwastedink]

I know I’m nothing to him. I know that my world orbits around him and to him, I might as well be a distant star. I see him in the morning, he doesn’t say a word to me. We text, but it isn’t how it was before. He’s so confusing. He acted like he might have feelings too, then I turn around and he’s cold as ice. I wonder if he met someone else, probably. I find myself watching him, watching him enjoy life as I stand in the shadows.

He never wants to talk to me in person, barely texts me anymore. I think he thinks I’m annoying. Every second of every day I just want to talk to him. I crave his quickly typed words. I find myself missing his electronic presence and my heart sinks when he ignores me. It’s hard, being enamored with a person who looks right through you. I just don’t get it. Why is life cruel. Why does the world let us just taste joy and happiness and rip it away like a child rips away wrapping paper on Christmas morning.

Few people know of my feelings, and I regret telling them. Part of me wants to tell him just to see how he’ll react but I know how that will end. With me, broken as always. It’s ironic that I helped him through a rejection, gave him advice and was a shoulder to cry on, and now I’ve become the rejected. Maybe someday he’ll feel the same way. A pipe dream to hold onto.

Maybe some day. Lord knows I’ll probably still be waiting

-Diary of a hopeful reject (Excerpt from a book I’ll never write)

[thesunshinenotebook]

Merry Christmas! I wrote a Christmas story and miraculously finished it before the 26th!

[gryffindor-academia]

My New Characters- In The Pines

Luke Peterson   Leo

He is the jock of the group. He plays American football and lacrosse. He really enjoys science and drama. He is tall and built with a very prominent jawline. He has gold skin and shaggy brown hair. He has no dad and he has a thing for Alice.

Alice Torres       Virgo

She is a massive theatre kid, she wants to become an actress and has already got a few roles. She has short, golden hair and dark brown eyes. She is pale with pink lips and glasses.

 Nathanial Hortes Taurus

He is really into art and plants. He aspires to be an artist and he has ADD. He is valedictorian of his class and he is super quiet and shy. He has fluffy red hair with matching freckles and dark eyes.

Lucy Davis   Pisces

Lucy is the smart girl. She completely loves History, English and Maths. She is a swimmer but that’s only because she gets really angry and would hate to let it out on her friends. She has long, way black hair with dark skin and green eyes. Nathanial really likes her and they end up together at the end. She is very curvy and often gets disheartened with her appearance but Nat and Luke always help her.

  Anna Scott     Capricorn

Anna completely hates school and she only goes to see her friends. She is really angsty and only hasn’t been kicked out of school because her friends keep her in check. She is really emotional and she has had a really bad life with is the root of her problems. She has short black hair, a red nose and large pink lips.

[piyaisme]

25 Aug, '17.

An entire city has been held hostage by a ‘Messenger Sent By God’: words used to describe a murderer and rapist. Riots, though said to be spontaneous, were actually permitted. Hunger for power has blinded politicians into letting these brainless people into this peaceful town, killing the police and army, torching their vehicles and damaging their buildings. While the judiciary, army and police earns respect and pride, I spit upon the politicians that run the nation. As the death toll rises, gunshots are fired and tear bombs cloud the sky, violence, terror, grief and fear is everywhere- all in support of a rapist. The truth is India does little for her daughters. It is evident in the whopping following of 5 crores of the alleged rapist, the global worship of Gandhi (an actual sex offender and abuser), and perhaps in every Bollywood movie ever. Rape is taught and for it to be okay, is promoted.

[hurtstofeel]

i like to think i had no regrets.

it’s been a goal since the beginning, and only recognized in the end. today i committed fully:

i do not regret saying goodbye and walking away. it kept me fragile, it made me the fighter. for weeks and weeks after i beat myself up over what i could’ve said to change your mind- if there was a reality where there was something i could’ve said to change your mind. the only reality i have is this one, though, as much as i may complain about it.

the truth is i’m a writer, and if there’s anything i know about writing a scene, it’s what can happen in a scene. anything. anything is possible. there’s a million routes a conversation can take, a million outcomes. this was God’s one-take, one he worked on and perfected since before i met you, befriended you, fell for you, before either of us was born. this is the take. the only take we get.

i regretted walking away in my heart. i thought: how unlike you- you’re a fighter and you should’ve said ‘no - this isn’t us and i won’t let you go so easy’ ‘but you’re wrong because-‘ ‘just hear this out before i go’ and proceeded to tell him everything in your heart because that’s who you are. you fucked up, kid.

i didn’t understand the gut feeling to walk away, i just listened. [and thenproceeded to beat myself the hell up for it.] it’s taken a handful of poems, picked from my brain- trying to pluck the brightest of flowers left in a dying field. i try to save the best and press them i to books, forever a reminder of how beautiful the field was in which they grew- even when it rained. it took a hundred conversations that felt like they went in circles and always ended up with the blame on me, for not fighting.

i stand weeks away now, completely certain i prove myself to be a fighter by walking away. walking away from everything i fought so hard for. i fought back every urge screaming at me to sit back down and try to talk this out. i fought back tears as i sat not even twenty feet away from you in my new spot, alone. i fought back every memory, fantasy, and deadline i had swimming in my head- and i got up and i left. i don’t regret it because i cant, and could never hurt myself enough learn to hate and be spiteful. i don’t regret it because it taught me so much. i don’t regret it because it was a part of my life. i stood up, and walked away and i am okay with that.

and so a month and x amount of days later i can stand here and say sincerely:

thank you. {for everything.}

[wisenwordy]

Refugees: from my teenage daughter’s desk

In a world where millions seek haven from war and repression, Trump’s order suspended refugee admissions for 120 days, even for those already thoroughly vetted and approved. A ban reasoned by the increasing of terrorism has probably increased it even further. Personally, I think this ban is illegal, it is against fundamental human rights,  to ban people due to their religion and nationality should not be allowed in any circumstance. Not only is it immoral to discriminate in such a way, it is also deeply ineffective.

People from seven,  predominantly Muslim, countries have been temporarily banned from entering the US.  Whether they hold dual nationality does not affect the shocking treatment these people are receiving,  not only refugees are disturbed but everyone around the world is surprised.  We shouldn’t be,  I expected nothing less from Donald Trump,  a divisive move that would alienate a whole religious group.  As people are trying  to stop Trump from entering  Britain for a state visit,  parliament is having to debate this protest.

After watching the  debate I was stunned,  firstly by the informality and brashness in the parliament of one of the the most politest countries.  Secondly,  I could not understand the need for such a debate,  it was clear not many people wanted to allow Trump to visit but due to “the special relationship we have with the US” the end was inconclusive. The only reason Trump picked these seven countries was due to the minimal effect their absence would cause.  They will not stop other people from dangerous countries from entering like Egypt or Turkey.  Why? ��Simply because these countries have “special relations”  with the US.  Special relations obviously entitle firearms,  money and oil,  amongst other political reasons that would sink Trump into a deep sea of controversy.

Developing and often fragile regions host more than 85% of the world’s 22 million refugees. Without the aid of one the most developed countries in the world, many people are suffering, much more than those who were suffering due to refugees being in the US. Refugees are the building blocks for many of the world’s civilisations and there may come a point in the future where Americans seek refuge but with attitudes like these they are unlikely to receive it.

Trump’s executive order bars people from Iraq, Iran, Syria, Yemen, Sudan, Libya and Somalia from entering the U.S. for 90 days, along with banning refugees. Even people such as Mo Farah, are affected by the ban then. Mo Farah is a British athlete who is originally from Somalia, it is unclear whether he is permitted in the US however I am sure that he will be, to avoid conflict from the UK. But what about the regular Somalian? They do not have such support and nor do they have the influence or wealth.

Trump has represented the notion of the world these days clearly, we have all become obsessed with financial happiness and anything that obstructs this has been removed. The obstructions could be a large group of innocent people or a struggling co-worker. The clumsiness of this move and the retaliation against it suggests the future of the 45th president. Only time will tell how much more turmoil will be caused…

[sugar-rascals-blog]

Day 1 to Day 8

Here are the prompts for all the readers for NaNoWriMo:

1. “The silence bloomed and spread secretly like a black flower.” Orhan Pamuk, My Name is Red. What are the silences that occupy your life? 2. “In a country where possessions counted for everything, we had no belongings except our stories.” Viet Thanh Nguyen, The Refugees. Which of your stories do you keep on the tip of your tongue? 3. “My two worlds just collided. Surprisingly, everything's all right.” Angie Thomas, The Hate You Give. Write about a major conflict in your life. 4. “I should live in salt / for leaving you behind.” The National, “I Should Live in Salt”. Who is leaving? Who is abandoned? 5. “Books are the ultimate Dumpees: put them down and they’ll wait for you forever; pay attention to them and they always love you back.” John Green, An Abundance of Katherines. Write about a book that you’ve come back to again and again. 6. “A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.” Markus Zusak, The Book Thief. What is the oddest way you’ve ever begun a friendship? 7. “Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.” J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye. How have secrets bonded you to other people? 8. “I write about you all the time, I said aloud. Every time I say ‘I,’ it refers to you.” Louise Gluck, Visiters From Abroad. Who is this omniscient you that you are writing about? Enjoy writing 

[raydogz101]

First draft of Generation Beta complete. Many more to come. I’ve been working hard but it feels so unreal to write these two words. The End. . . #writersofinstagram #writing #scifi #firstdraft #wip #novel #book #books #teenagewriter #generationbeta #work #commitment #superpowers

[iguessaj]

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[sunshineandlavender]

the change

blooming from my darkest parts

begun the change in my heart

shifting with sunshine

my flowers are growing,

wisdom and knowledge flowing

showing me my power & potential

teaching me only certain seeds are essential 

to blossom such captivating reds and blues

i know now, 

my souls has the most beautiful hues 

-p.k nielsen

[casualcaliforniadreamer-blog]

Intro

Hey, I’m Cendra! It’s pronounced Kendra so lets just get that clear *laughs to herself in an empty room* But I’m here to start a journey. It’s fine if you don’t want a front row seat but you’ll be sorry if you don’t! My dream is to travel all the way to California from North Carolina to become a screenwriter. But now, only being a sophomore in high school, this will be my escape. So, anything I feel like writing, will be written here. You can hate on it all you want but this is my dream.