#writingrelation

[queenie-the-writer]

pros and cons of writing a book

pros: a book

cons: writing

[iamspringday]

mit wie viel kapiteln können wir bei hs noch rechnen? bin etwas verwirrt wegen den gesplitteten chaps. :‘D

Es folgen noch Kapitel 11, 12, 13 und der Epilog. Wobei es sein könnte, dass Kapitel 12 nochmal in 2 Teile geteilt wird… so sieht zumindest zur Zeit der Plan aus ;) Mehr könnte es im schlimmsten Fall immer werden, weniger auf keinen Fall!

[authorkimille]

The Studio... where it all goes down. The TV on my desk was probably a bad idea. 😂 #authorkimille #writingrelated https://www.instagram.com/p/BywcwP7DpjW/?igshid=qgnhebswejfx

[danafraedrich]

Don't you hate it when you can't find one of your books? I've turned my house upside down looking for my copy of "A Vindication of the Rights of Woman." I can't find it anywhere! 😫 Thank goodness for Kindle copies. . Today's #grimdragon BPC prompt is #WritingRelatives . Mary Wollstonecraft was mother to Mary Shelley. Funny enough, AVOTROW and Frankenstein are two of my favorite books. Both of them examine human rights, character, worth, and freedom of choice. . I've included some goodies from my #FeministAndFloral Bookish Box. Sing it with me! 🎶 Females are strong as hell! 🎶 That's part of the theme song to "The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt," which is a brilliant show, in case you don't know. And the Alpha Female pin from that same box is pinned to my wallet, which my mum made for me. The women in my family are amazing in so many different ways. 😊. . . . #booknerd #books #booksarelife #booksaremagic #bookstagram #bookstagramcommunity #bookstagrammer #bookworm #read #reader #reading #lovetoread @thebookishbox #feminist #frankenstein #avindicationoftherightsofwoman #maryshelley #marywollstonecraft

[falling-in-fiction]

I'M Writing A Play?!?!?!?!?

No. I'm not writing a play. Yet. But I am here to tell you all about it though... As a writer, for many years, the only thing I really ever saw myself doing was writing novels, and nothing else but novels. Well, that has since changed, once this past year-a year where I spent discovering more things about myself-ended. I discovered that I really, really liked the idea of adapting something I'd written onto a stage, or maybe even a small screen. This discovery allowed me to think more about my path as a writer, and more things I wanted to do as a writer and as a creator. I want to write more scripts. I want to expand my career to include writing/producing plays, comedy sketches, etc. I love being able to expand my horizons to just more than one thing. I'm very glad I made this discovery! I'm glad that I want to do more things as a writer than just write novels. (Which I still love doing very, very much). So at school one day, during lunch, I was sitting with my friend (I'm going to call her K), and I was telling her how I was writing a third novel. (Which I'm still writing it to this day). K seemed very interested in the fact that I was writing a third novel. This is also when I told her that I wanted to write plays. "Really? That's so cool! I'll definitely have to come see it one day", she said. "Yeah", I replied. But at that time, I hadn't had an idea for it yet. Fast forward to March of last year... I was at a banquet for my brother F's (that's not his real name, and I'm not going to use his real name) basketball team. The basketball team was holding a banquet to celebrate the end of a season. While there, I was sitting at a table with my parents and my brother's friend's dad. I kept thinking about the conversation that me and my friend K had just a few days prior. I was mainly thinking about the part where I told her that I wanted to write plays. Then, suddenly, something in my brain flicked a switch, and I got an idea, and it was an idea I really, really liked. Unfortunately, I had nothing to write it down with, so I just had to sit there, while my mind buzzed with the fresh idea. I got an idea for a play about two people-a boy and a girl-who've known each other as kids, realize that they are madly in love as teenagers, but suddenly become separated, and don't see each other for several years, but reunite with each other years later. And now, I am going to tell you all about the play in a brief summary. All About My Play, Love Between Barriers: Henry and Emma have known each other since they were kids, and by the time they are teenagers, they both realize that they are madly in love with each other. But then, one day, Henry delivers to Emma a piece of sad news, news she never wished she'd heard. He tells her that his family is moving to Switzerland, because his dad got a job promotion. (His dad works on ships-mostly repairing them and making sure that they are in good condition). Both Henry and Emma promise to each other that they will keep in touch, and write to each other as often as they can. On the days leading up to Henry's last day, they spend as much time as they can together. When it is Henry's last day, both of them are distraught. Neither of them want to leave each other behind, but know that they unfortunately have to. Henry and Emma hug each other goodbye, and are both in tears. They willingly let go when Henry's dad tells him to get on the boat. (He and his family are sailing to Switzerland). Emma watches as the boat sails away, and Henry looks back at her. Emma doesn't like the thought that Henry is slipping away from her, but she knows that she can't stop the fact that Henry is moving away. She is completely heartbroken. Henry and Emma go 15 years without seeing or speaking to one another. They do in fact writing a bunch of letters to each other, but they never send them. One day, Emma takes a trip to Switzerland, and everything begins to change. Love Between Barriers is a story about love, reunion, familiarity, and the rekindling of a romance that had once been a thing, but was a thing no longer. In my mind, I see the idea as having potential. And in five to six years time, I hope to at least have this play written. But first, I need to finish developing it. Also, I hope to work with a team who really understands my vision for this play. That is one of my aspirations. I would love to establish myself as a playwright, in addition to all the other things I want to do with my life, no matter how crazy it sounds. I hoped you loved hearing about this play, even though the summary was very brief. Despite all that, I hope that this was at least some bit interesting. To me, it's very interesting. But that's only because I'm the one who came up with the idea for the play, even if it may not seem 100% original. No idea ever really is.

[iamspringday]

i wanted to say how much i love ur writing. the way u related jungkook’s tears to the rain, jimin to cherry blossoms, and yoonkook’s first kiss on the couch, for example. i’m not exaggerating when i say i cried at how you write the scenes: when jungkook was finally realizing/confessing to himself that he was in love with yoongi. oh my god i dont think ive cried so much over a fic? i had to pause a lot too to take in your beautiful writing. i love the story, but your writing too so much!!

Omg that’s incredibly sweet of you! I’m going to reply to your questions tomorrow because I have people staying over. Thank you for getting in touch :3 have a good night or day... whatever time it is at your place ;)

[iamspringday]

i absolutely plan on reading the sequel!! im so glad i found your tumblr where i can ask questions on anon bc im too shy but i have questions and want to talk ant the fic w you, is that okay? 😣

Sure! Ask away :3

[iamspringday]

I just finished the chapter. I love you. I am in desperate need of a bucket of hot tea and some tissues though 😅 I’m so glad to be seeing lots of positive feedback so far because you absolutely deserve it 💛

Awww dear… I am so well aware that I haven’t replied to your last DM on here yet… I’m going through a tough time right now. My Godfather passed the other week, I am their heir and my Mom and I were busy organizing the (sea) funeral in the midst of my birthday party weekend and other private stuff that has been keeping me occupied lately. I feel so guilty to see the feedback for the chapter piling up once again… I had someone staying over at my place for a week and now that they are gone I’m currently trying to get back to my daily routine and start writing the epilogue. Thank you for reaching out to me again despite me being such a bad friend and unorganized mess. :/ The best way to reach me is literally always through Tumblr asks because this website is my home and I’m pathetic enough to admit it xD Anyway… I am really really glad you liked it… I hope I’ll be able to top it off with the epilogue

[iamspringday]

everytime I watch "my flower" by JBJ I kinda gotta think of you and your storys, cause its about colours and flowers and there's a butterfly, idk.

Wow, seriously? It’s so so crazy to hear that people associate certain things with my stories :O I really hope I didn’t ruin butterflies and flowers for you O.o Hope they still make you think of positive things…