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Feeling cute, might send out some queries.

Sending my baby out there to beta readers was scary. Querying agents and hoping they’ll even get past the query letter is TERRIFYING!!!

Life is about taking chances, right? #amwriting #writer #writingcommunity #writersky #writesky #booksky

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Aw all the feels ❤️

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Can you show me this one thing? 😂

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One I almost didn’t catch!!!!

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Image of flowers, a cup of coffee, and writing paper. Text says “What are early readers of Armani and Cigarettes saying?” “I couldn’t put it down…This will happen for you. I am sure of it. I’m a picky fuck and I loved it!”

Image of flowers, a cup of coffee, and writing paper. Text says “What are early readers of Armani and Cigarettes saying?” “I couldn’t put it down…This will happen for you. I am sure of it. I’m a picky fuck and I loved it!”

I continue to be floored by the feedback from betas on Armani & Cigarettes! I’m a huge fan of anyone dropping a positive f-bomb in their review! 😂 As I begin to query, I can only hope to find an agent who agrees! #amwriting #writer #writingcommunity #writerslife #writersky #writesky #booksky

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Aww thank you!

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This gives Sister Act vibes with the gambling nun 😂 love it!

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We sat there quietly for a few minutes, my head on his shoulder, just watching the cars go by.
    “I’m glad you’re here,” Marc finally spoke. “I didn’t expect any of this to happen but I’m glad it did. I really like you, Bianca. But you don’t need this, to be dealing with my mess. You’re beautiful and smart and funny. You could have any guy you want. A guy who can actually make you happy.”
    I lifted my head and turned to face him, my expression suddenly serious. “You’re the guy I want. You make me happy. I signed up for this, Marc. You get that, right? None of this was a surprise. I mean, okay, I didn’t fully understand all of it at first. But nothing’s changed. I know what I’m getting into and I’m okay with it, all of it.” Did I though? Did I know everything? What was with the SPOILER? “I’m not changing my mind. I am literally signing up for this. In Sharpie.”

We sat there quietly for a few minutes, my head on his shoulder, just watching the cars go by. “I’m glad you’re here,” Marc finally spoke. “I didn’t expect any of this to happen but I’m glad it did. I really like you, Bianca. But you don’t need this, to be dealing with my mess. You’re beautiful and smart and funny. You could have any guy you want. A guy who can actually make you happy.” I lifted my head and turned to face him, my expression suddenly serious. “You’re the guy I want. You make me happy. I signed up for this, Marc. You get that, right? None of this was a surprise. I mean, okay, I didn’t fully understand all of it at first. But nothing’s changed. I know what I’m getting into and I’m okay with it, all of it.” Did I though? Did I know everything? What was with the SPOILER? “I’m not changing my mind. I am literally signing up for this. In Sharpie.”

Today’s #wipsnips word is “deal” #writingcommunity #writingprompts #writersky #writesky #amwriting #amquerying

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We sat there quietly for a few minutes, my head on his shoulder, just watching the cars go by.
    “I’m glad you’re here,” Marc finally spoke. “I didn’t expect any of this to happen but I’m glad it did. I really like you, Bianca. But you don’t need this, to be dealing with my mess. You’re beautiful and smart and funny. You could have any guy you want. A guy who can actually make you happy.”
    I lifted my head and turned to face him, my expression suddenly serious. “You’re the guy I want. You make me happy. I signed up for this, Marc. You get that, right? None of this was a surprise. I mean, okay, I didn’t fully understand all of it at first. But nothing’s changed. I know what I’m getting into and I’m okay with it, all of it.” Did I though? Did I know everything? What was with the SPOILER? “I’m not changing my mind. I am literally signing up for this. In Sharpie.”

We sat there quietly for a few minutes, my head on his shoulder, just watching the cars go by. “I’m glad you’re here,” Marc finally spoke. “I didn’t expect any of this to happen but I’m glad it did. I really like you, Bianca. But you don’t need this, to be dealing with my mess. You’re beautiful and smart and funny. You could have any guy you want. A guy who can actually make you happy.” I lifted my head and turned to face him, my expression suddenly serious. “You’re the guy I want. You make me happy. I signed up for this, Marc. You get that, right? None of this was a surprise. I mean, okay, I didn’t fully understand all of it at first. But nothing’s changed. I know what I’m getting into and I’m okay with it, all of it.” Did I though? Did I know everything? What was with the SPOILER? “I’m not changing my mind. I am literally signing up for this. In Sharpie.”

Today’s #wipsnips word is “deal” #writingcommunity #writingprompts #writersky #writesky #amwriting #amquerying

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What about this one? 😂

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I cannot show you everything!

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Where are my #schittscreek fans at? 😂 #baking #cookies #bake #baker

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Is this it? Maybe? I think so! I think I finally have a query blurb I feel confident with. Now comes the really scary part 😬 #amquerying #writer #writingcommunity #amwriting #writersky #writesky #booksky

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How’s your morning going? 😂 #monday #morning #mondayvibes

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 “And that’s how you wound up here, right? That’s a hell of a story, Bianca.” Meri shakes her head, a look of compassion mixed with, I’m not sure what. Admiration? Pity? 
    I’ve been in therapy for a couple of months. I like my therapist (Meri. Seriously. I’m working through my grief with a woman whose name is a synonym for ‘happy’) and I’m grateful for the extra support, for someone who lets me SPOILER, who lets me work through the guilt and the regrets without judgment or advice. Most of all, I’m grateful that Allie showed up that day. She flushed the rest of the pain killers and sat with me as she made phone calls to find a therapist who was taking new clients and didn’t have an extensive wait list. I’m not sure where I’d be if she hadn’t. Which, of course, reminds me that I hadn’t shown up for Marc when he needed me. And that, again, makes me thankful for Meri. Round and round we go.

“And that’s how you wound up here, right? That’s a hell of a story, Bianca.” Meri shakes her head, a look of compassion mixed with, I’m not sure what. Admiration? Pity?  I’ve been in therapy for a couple of months. I like my therapist (Meri. Seriously. I’m working through my grief with a woman whose name is a synonym for ‘happy’) and I’m grateful for the extra support, for someone who lets me SPOILER, who lets me work through the guilt and the regrets without judgment or advice. Most of all, I’m grateful that Allie showed up that day. She flushed the rest of the pain killers and sat with me as she made phone calls to find a therapist who was taking new clients and didn’t have an extensive wait list. I’m not sure where I’d be if she hadn’t. Which, of course, reminds me that I hadn’t shown up for Marc when he needed me. And that, again, makes me thankful for Meri. Round and round we go.

I didn’t have today’s #wipsnips word “psychology” but I did have “therapy” #writingcommunity #writingprompts #writersky #writesky #amwriting

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 “And that’s how you wound up here, right? That’s a hell of a story, Bianca.” Meri shakes her head, a look of compassion mixed with, I’m not sure what. Admiration? Pity? 
    I’ve been in therapy for a couple of months. I like my therapist (Meri. Seriously. I’m working through my grief with a woman whose name is a synonym for ‘happy’) and I’m grateful for the extra support, for someone who lets me SPOILER, who lets me work through the guilt and the regrets without judgment or advice. Most of all, I’m grateful that Allie showed up that day. She flushed the rest of the pain killers and sat with me as she made phone calls to find a therapist who was taking new clients and didn’t have an extensive wait list. I’m not sure where I’d be if she hadn’t. Which, of course, reminds me that I hadn’t shown up for Marc when he needed me. And that, again, makes me thankful for Meri. Round and round we go.

“And that’s how you wound up here, right? That’s a hell of a story, Bianca.” Meri shakes her head, a look of compassion mixed with, I’m not sure what. Admiration? Pity?  I’ve been in therapy for a couple of months. I like my therapist (Meri. Seriously. I’m working through my grief with a woman whose name is a synonym for ‘happy’) and I’m grateful for the extra support, for someone who lets me SPOILER, who lets me work through the guilt and the regrets without judgment or advice. Most of all, I’m grateful that Allie showed up that day. She flushed the rest of the pain killers and sat with me as she made phone calls to find a therapist who was taking new clients and didn’t have an extensive wait list. I’m not sure where I’d be if she hadn’t. Which, of course, reminds me that I hadn’t shown up for Marc when he needed me. And that, again, makes me thankful for Meri. Round and round we go.

I didn’t have today’s #wipsnips word “psychology” but I did have “therapy” #writingcommunity #writingprompts #writersky #writesky #amwriting

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Meow needs his own book, I think lol

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Gorgeous descriptions!

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I was vaguely scrolling through the aisles at Blockbuster, absolutely nothing grabbing my attention, when I felt Marc’s arms wrap around me from behind. Taking a deep breath, I inhaled his signature scent: Armani and cigarettes. Those damn cigarettes. Was it my imagination or had their disgusting scent grown on me? Like a gross but familiar fungus. 
     I spun around to face him, giving him a quick peck hello. “Remember when movies were good? There’s absolutely nothing here I want to see.”
    “I hear Shooter was good,” Marc suggested, brushing a stray hair from my face and tucking it gently behind my ear.
    “I was just looking at that but couldn’t decide. I felt like it was in that gray area, you know? Where it could be really good or incredibly bad but there is absolutely no in between?”
    “True but, since I’m gonna be there hanging out with you after your procedure, I believe I’m entitled to a vote on recovery movies.” Marc replied, giving me a little hip check and grabbing a box from behind the display one.
    I felt a smile spread across my face at the thought of him wanting to take care of me.

I was vaguely scrolling through the aisles at Blockbuster, absolutely nothing grabbing my attention, when I felt Marc’s arms wrap around me from behind. Taking a deep breath, I inhaled his signature scent: Armani and cigarettes. Those damn cigarettes. Was it my imagination or had their disgusting scent grown on me? Like a gross but familiar fungus.       I spun around to face him, giving him a quick peck hello. “Remember when movies were good? There’s absolutely nothing here I want to see.” “I hear Shooter was good,” Marc suggested, brushing a stray hair from my face and tucking it gently behind my ear. “I was just looking at that but couldn’t decide. I felt like it was in that gray area, you know? Where it could be really good or incredibly bad but there is absolutely no in between?” “True but, since I’m gonna be there hanging out with you after your procedure, I believe I’m entitled to a vote on recovery movies.” Marc replied, giving me a little hip check and grabbing a box from behind the display one. I felt a smile spread across my face at the thought of him wanting to take care of me.

Today’s #wipsnips word is “signature”. I’ve definitely shared this one before but you can’t go wrong with a Blockbuster throw back 📼😁 #writingcommunity #writingprompts #writer #writing #amwriting #writersky #writesky #booksky

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I was vaguely scrolling through the aisles at Blockbuster, absolutely nothing grabbing my attention, when I felt Marc’s arms wrap around me from behind. Taking a deep breath, I inhaled his signature scent: Armani and cigarettes. Those damn cigarettes. Was it my imagination or had their disgusting scent grown on me? Like a gross but familiar fungus. 
     I spun around to face him, giving him a quick peck hello. “Remember when movies were good? There’s absolutely nothing here I want to see.”
    “I hear Shooter was good,” Marc suggested, brushing a stray hair from my face and tucking it gently behind my ear.
    “I was just looking at that but couldn’t decide. I felt like it was in that gray area, you know? Where it could be really good or incredibly bad but there is absolutely no in between?”
    “True but, since I’m gonna be there hanging out with you after your procedure, I believe I’m entitled to a vote on recovery movies.” Marc replied, giving me a little hip check and grabbing a box from behind the display one.
    I felt a smile spread across my face at the thought of him wanting to take care of me.

I was vaguely scrolling through the aisles at Blockbuster, absolutely nothing grabbing my attention, when I felt Marc’s arms wrap around me from behind. Taking a deep breath, I inhaled his signature scent: Armani and cigarettes. Those damn cigarettes. Was it my imagination or had their disgusting scent grown on me? Like a gross but familiar fungus.       I spun around to face him, giving him a quick peck hello. “Remember when movies were good? There’s absolutely nothing here I want to see.” “I hear Shooter was good,” Marc suggested, brushing a stray hair from my face and tucking it gently behind my ear. “I was just looking at that but couldn’t decide. I felt like it was in that gray area, you know? Where it could be really good or incredibly bad but there is absolutely no in between?” “True but, since I’m gonna be there hanging out with you after your procedure, I believe I’m entitled to a vote on recovery movies.” Marc replied, giving me a little hip check and grabbing a box from behind the display one. I felt a smile spread across my face at the thought of him wanting to take care of me.

Today’s #wipsnips word is “signature”. I’ve definitely shared this one before but you can’t go wrong with a Blockbuster throw back 📼😁 #writingcommunity #writingprompts #writer #writing #amwriting #writersky #writesky #booksky

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Meow’s version of helping me research literary agents #writer #amwriting #caturday #cats #writersky #writesky #booksky #catsky #writingcommunity

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Definitely sounds like it

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Okay, maybe I linger a little 🤷🏻‍♀️😂

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Chasing those dreams every day. #amwriting #writerslife #writingcommunity #writer #morningvibes #writesky #writersky

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    “The neighborhoods are amazing; I never knew parts of the island look like that. I would love to live in a house like that, looking out at the water from my living room, next to the fireplace, with some tall-dark-and-handsome curled up next to me on the floor drinking Bailey’s in our hot chocolate and making love on the hard wood floor. Or maybe carpeting. Carpeting would be softer but harder to keep clean. And then you have to worry about rug burn. What do you think?”
     “I think I still don’t understand what you’re doing in Fort Solonga and now my head hurts,” Allie groans. “You can barely pay the rent on your studio apartment and now, in this fantasy land in your head, you’re living in some beach house making love on the floor with…who? Your dead boyfriend? How very Wuthering Heights of you. Who really cares whether there are hardwood floors or carpets in your head? I’m beginning to wonder if there’s anything up there. I think it would have been better if you were still at the cemetery, sleeping next to Marc’s grave. At least then someone would know where you were.”

“The neighborhoods are amazing; I never knew parts of the island look like that. I would love to live in a house like that, looking out at the water from my living room, next to the fireplace, with some tall-dark-and-handsome curled up next to me on the floor drinking Bailey’s in our hot chocolate and making love on the hard wood floor. Or maybe carpeting. Carpeting would be softer but harder to keep clean. And then you have to worry about rug burn. What do you think?”   “I think I still don’t understand what you’re doing in Fort Solonga and now my head hurts,” Allie groans. “You can barely pay the rent on your studio apartment and now, in this fantasy land in your head, you’re living in some beach house making love on the floor with…who? Your dead boyfriend? How very Wuthering Heights of you. Who really cares whether there are hardwood floors or carpets in your head? I’m beginning to wonder if there’s anything up there. I think it would have been better if you were still at the cemetery, sleeping next to Marc’s grave. At least then someone would know where you were.”

Today’s #wipsnips word is “fantasy”. Before the days of GPS, Bianca is lost after driving around to clear her head. #amwriting #writingcommunity #writingprompts #writersky #writesky #wutheringheights

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    “The neighborhoods are amazing; I never knew parts of the island look like that. I would love to live in a house like that, looking out at the water from my living room, next to the fireplace, with some tall-dark-and-handsome curled up next to me on the floor drinking Bailey’s in our hot chocolate and making love on the hard wood floor. Or maybe carpeting. Carpeting would be softer but harder to keep clean. And then you have to worry about rug burn. What do you think?”
     “I think I still don’t understand what you’re doing in Fort Solonga and now my head hurts,” Allie groans. “You can barely pay the rent on your studio apartment and now, in this fantasy land in your head, you’re living in some beach house making love on the floor with…who? Your dead boyfriend? How very Wuthering Heights of you. Who really cares whether there are hardwood floors or carpets in your head? I’m beginning to wonder if there’s anything up there. I think it would have been better if you were still at the cemetery, sleeping next to Marc’s grave. At least then someone would know where you were.”

“The neighborhoods are amazing; I never knew parts of the island look like that. I would love to live in a house like that, looking out at the water from my living room, next to the fireplace, with some tall-dark-and-handsome curled up next to me on the floor drinking Bailey’s in our hot chocolate and making love on the hard wood floor. Or maybe carpeting. Carpeting would be softer but harder to keep clean. And then you have to worry about rug burn. What do you think?”   “I think I still don’t understand what you’re doing in Fort Solonga and now my head hurts,” Allie groans. “You can barely pay the rent on your studio apartment and now, in this fantasy land in your head, you’re living in some beach house making love on the floor with…who? Your dead boyfriend? How very Wuthering Heights of you. Who really cares whether there are hardwood floors or carpets in your head? I’m beginning to wonder if there’s anything up there. I think it would have been better if you were still at the cemetery, sleeping next to Marc’s grave. At least then someone would know where you were.”

Today’s #wipsnips word is “fantasy”. Before the days of GPS, Bianca is lost after driving around to clear her head. #amwriting #writingcommunity #writingprompts #writersky #writesky #wutheringheights

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Thank you so much! It’s truly beyond amazing to see the feedback to something I’ve poured so much heart and soul into.

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Thank you, on all accounts.

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What are beta readers saying about Armani and Cigarettes?

✨ “Honestly I loved it. Im at my daughter’s house in SC and I read it in 2 days. “

Maybe I’m doing something right here after all!
#amwriting #writer #writingcommunity #bookstagram #booktok #writersky #writesky #booksky

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I’m attempting (and struggling miserably lol) to write the blurb for the query letter. These are some different ideas floating around my head that need polishing, weeding out, throwing out all together, etc lol. Writing the book was way easier 😂

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