Average Writing Experience

Hey can i rip your wings off? Haha sorry that was wierd. Can i tear your halo from your head? Haha omg that was so random. Can i tear the divinity from your wretched form, removing you from the guiding hand and will of that which made you? Can i supplant your divine spark with wires and cables? Can i replace your golden halo with a golden circuitboard? Hypothetically

@avrablake

i LOVE IT WHEN REDEEMABLE CHARACTERS RELAPSE INTO THEIR OLD WAYS!!! WHEN THEY GO BACK TO THE DARK SIDE!!! TO THE FEIGNED COMFORT OF WHEN THINGS FELT GOOD!! BUT THEY LEARNED SO MANY THINGS ABOUT THEMSELVES THAT THE OLD PLACE DOESN'T TRULY FEEL AT HOME EITHER, BUT IT'S THE ONLY PLACE TO RUN TO!!!! HELLLL YEAH

Camp NaNo Week 2

Word Count: 1,342/10,000

Week 1 was busy so I didn't have much time to write. Hoping to get more done this week.

Today I explored Karliel's POV for the first time. Ahhhhh writing her mom is giving me chills.

I also made a new character. Gabrien the Captan of the guard.

Karliel froze and held her breath as her mother stood slowly. There was no sound other than the click of her mother’s heels across the floor as she moved toward her so gracefully the fabric of her skirts made no sound. “My dear,” her mother said as the last clicking step delivered her in front of Karliel. There was no tenderness in her tone to accompany the endearment. Karliel couldn’t bring herself to meet her mother’s eyes, though she knew her timidity would only bring an additional reprimand. “It is important that we always appear united in front of our subjects,” her mother said as she smoothed her daughter’s hair in what an outsider might observe as an affectionate gesture. “I’m sorry mother.” Karliel cringed at the quietness of her own voice. Her mother placed one hand under her chin, tilting her gaze up until their eyes met. “I don’t want you to be sorry,” her mother said. “I want you to be better.”

I've been working on organizing my notes for Beyond the Darkness. I have too much swimming in my head and I need to get all the Thoughts on paper before I can really dive into more revisions.

i love when sibling characters are fucked up from the same event but in opposite ways

having tortured ocs is so funny bc some of em im projecting personal issues onto & some of em im just like Fuck You. Random Chimp Event

Naomi Shihab Nye, from Fuel: Poems; “Hidden”

[Text ID: "If you tuck the name of a loved one / under your tongue too long / without speaking it / it becomes blood"]

me, sleepy in bed, thinking of my favorite characters being sleepy: obohohhoohohohbheheeeehee yes yessssss Yes YES

When you’re writing as fast as you can type at three a.m. because you’ve been hit with Writing Inspiration™ after a month of staring at the lone word “The” on your doc:

I miss them a bit

Camp NaNo Week 2

Word Count: 1,342/10,000

Week 1 was busy so I didn't have much time to write. Hoping to get more done this week.

Today I explored Karliel's POV for the first time. Ahhhhh writing her mom is giving me chills.

I also made a new character. Gabrien the Captan of the guard.

Karliel froze and held her breath as her mother stood slowly. There was no sound other than the click of her mother’s heels across the floor as she moved toward her so gracefully the fabric of her skirts made no sound. “My dear,” her mother said as the last clicking step delivered her in front of Karliel. There was no tenderness in her tone to accompany the endearment. Karliel couldn’t bring herself to meet her mother’s eyes, though she knew her timidity would only bring an additional reprimand. “It is important that we always appear united in front of our subjects,” her mother said as she smoothed her daughter’s hair in what an outsider might observe as an affectionate gesture. “I’m sorry mother.” Karliel cringed at the quietness of her own voice. Her mother placed one hand under her chin, tilting her gaze up until their eyes met. “I don’t want you to be sorry,” her mother said. “I want you to be better.”

I've been working on organizing my notes for Beyond the Darkness. I have too much swimming in my head and I need to get all the Thoughts on paper before I can really dive into more revisions.

Camp Nano Update

Word count goal: 680/10,000

Favorite lines written today:

“I’m sorry,” he thought, keeping his mental voice as soft as he could. He tilted toward her, letting his tail swirl around and drift behind her, encircling them. He reached out and trailed his hand beside her arm, the webbing between his fingers just brushing her scales. The rippling water caught the light of the surrounding crystals, making her scales shimmer with a rainbow of colors.

Oops I made more telepathic characters. 🙈

Oops, Finn and Coral are way more romantic than I planned on making them 🙈