🥹 they are precious 🥹

Oh yikes! That would give anybody problems even without the sprained angle!

🥺🥺🥺 Great job conveying the emotion in this scene. I really hope this is a temporary step on their road to something better.

Screenshot of the following novel excerpt: The Shadow wore a mask of solidified tar over his face, with a notch in the forehead to expose a large, closed third eye. Hands gloved in smoldering embers reached from the mirror to spin her around. The smell of perfumed necrosis made her head swim. ‘Go to your desk, Child. Scribe the instructions I recite.’ It occurred in her thirtieth year. Hardly a child, though those large hands on her shoulders made her feel about two inches high. She wordlessly obeyed. The quill pen he gave her had pins in the feathers. They sipped her blood, channeled it to the pen nib. ‘Go to the Pearly Oyster’s cellar alone not fifteen minutes before 3 am. Do not light a light. I will meet you there, deal you superficial damage.’ Superficial?! God, when he’d opened that third eye! A single blink of that flaring, bulging eye. It lit the totally dark cellar furnace red. In seconds that sight alone had torn a strip of flesh from her ear to her nose. Expert surgeons later healed the wound without a scar, but even now it burned when she thought of the Shadow.

Jacqueline gets to experience the Evil Eye Apprentice Welcome Package #WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #deal

Aisling does absolutely nothing by halves.

Aisling either denies it entirely or rearranges her entire life around making amends until the situation is resolved. Someone she cares about can usually harangue her into chosing amends over denial, depending on the mistake. She makes a show of stubborness, but that's mostly a facade.

Thanks! Nasrin has to go overboard with everything.

Ha! If you really someone's attention, the quickest way is to make them angry, right? Is that character Oli doing it to Meghna? Thank you!

These are both perfect descriptions for what they seek to convey. The haircut analogy especially resonates.

Screenshot of the following novel excerpt: Nasrin drops the bottle in the trash. She checks the room for additional distraction fodder. The first thing she spots is a book Isabelle keeps on the coffee table. It’s an art book documenting the development process of her favorite webcomic: Aiyana Quarterfire’s Wandering Stars. Nasrin picks up the book and sits on the kitchenette table in front of Isabelle, pretending to read it. “I think you should use your dissertation to diagnose the characters in this. The inconsistencies in how they characterize Hushi alone would give you two hundred pages’ worth.” Isabelle’s mouth stays closed; her eyebrow twitches. “I mean, I know the real-life answer is bad writing, but the whole point of psychology is to make up a bunch of smart sounding insults for everyone and pass them off as infallible decrees, right?” Isabell stops typing to glare at Nasrin. She takes the book from Nasrin and puts it on a chair beside her, then resumes typing. Even Nasrin knows not to push that any further. She probably only escaped a flipped table because Isabelle knew she didn’t mean it. She turns on Jason. “You know you look even more translucent than usual?”

Ragebaiting is part of Nasrin’s love language, especially when she thinks Isabelle and Jason need a distraction from homework. #WIPSnips #WriteSky #psychology

It didn't get a lot of publicity, especially after its initial lack of success. I really only heard of it because I was obsessed with Phantom in undergrad and spent a lot of my free time seeing how many different adaptations I could find.

Its West End debut flopped spectacularly. It was then largely rewritten for a Melbourne production, which didn't fare much better. The show toured the US but hasn't had a Broadway run. I'd argue there were some catchy songs but also some questionable writing choices in both versions.

Andrew Lloyd Webber adapted it from Frederick Forsyth's novel Phantom of Manhattan. Erik survives and flies with Meg and Madam Giry to New York, where they open an amusement park and Erik hires Christine to come sing, planning to woo her away from Raoul while she's there.

Lorelai once had to cut Twila's mic during karaoke because she tried to sing something from Love Never Dies, the Phantom of the Opera sequel. None of the other regulars at the Elysian Streamliner can stand that show. It's one of the only things Twila, Judith, & Lorelai argue about (mostly in jest).

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From that perspective, I can see how the strategy makes a lot more sense!

silhouettes of my mother & brother on top of a lookout over Tsegi Canyon (Canyon de Chelly), purple with dusky under cloudy skies

mother & son from a modern world falling
visiting ancient lands of the Dine,
those who survived their own apocalypses
amongst the bones of their ancestors

sun sets over stone that has witnessed
a greedy empire invade and eventually consume itself
yet it still walks in beauty
#StunDay #ImageAndVerse

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[them]: show don’t tell!

[tolkien, chuckling nervously]: so anyways i’ve got this history of my world and there’s maybe twenty lines of dialogue in the whole thing with the rest summarising thousands of years of magical singing contests and wars that i will tell entirely.

[them]: ...

[tolkien]: 🥰

Unsolicited writing advice, no. 2961:
Your voice is unique. It’s a combination of many factors: your upbringing and background; the books you’ve read; your personality. Some people may not like it, but it’s yours. Keep it authentic. Trying to sound like someone else is a betrayal of who you are.

Meghna's got a point. Handing out lead roles without auditions seems like a pretty questionable decision.

That's hilarious! No sigh could ever be dramatic to match the frustration of dealing with a guest like this. 🤣

Screenshot of the following novel excerpt: “Alright. I’ll take a night off and we can leave as soon as I do the reading.” “The reading?” “You know that part of an eye exam where they shine a light in your eyes? It’ll feel like that, only the light’s coming from my eyes. It won’t physically hurt, but I’ve recently learned it feels extremely awkward for the examinee. It’ll enable me to triangulate their location by reading the memories in your blood and getting DNA signatures for target locking. You okay with that?” Isabelle nods. Nasrin puts her face close to Isabelle’s. Isabelle tries not to look away when green lines of light flash before her eyes. They shine so bright she can see her own eye veins. It lasts less than a minute. When Nasrin looks away, Isabelle still can’t see colors. Blinking helps. “Got it,” Nesin says. “You ready?”

Context: Isabelle asks Nasrin for a favor involving magic; Nasrin grudgingly agrees, but needs to collect some data before she can grant Isabelle's request. #WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #signature

He seems extremely contented!

Thank you 😊

Cover for Togther is a Distant Star, A sci-fi and fantasy anthology on Belonging The cover shows two hands, each with half a star, as they reach toward each other to piece it together. The background is many warm colors, orange and reds and purples, lovingly created by Coe (C.B. Lansdell), and has elements of skulls, a tree, clouds, a dragonfly, stars, and a pendant

Coming May 19th! A scifi/fantasy anthology featuring 11 authors from 6 continents (we were, unfortunately, unable to find either an Antarctic researcher or a penguin to join us)

Together is a Distant Star contains stories of "belonging" mostly by women, queer, and otherwise marginalized authors.

She has the confidence everyone else aspires to!

screenshot of the following poem: their faces ain't yours (no time to judge their voices) but they fill the void I have to perform (with you I can improvise) but I love to act non-alcoholic wine (basically grape juice) but just so it works

#PoetrySky #WriteSky

Vex is such a perfect name for that character. I love the clicks from the keyboard, too!

Most jinn, fairies, and other mythological communities know not to. It's not common knowledge for humans that this phenomenon even exists. Fortunately, the circumstances leading to sightings are so rare that, if you're seeing a wraith, you're almost certainly with someone who knows how to handle it.