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Chichi | She/Her | YA fiction Writer, thinker, book lover.
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I forgot how lonely it is to write original fiction.
Where are the kudos? The subscriptions? The comments? The people cheerleading me chapter to chapter? Where are the kind words and compliments and reassurances that what I'm writing isn't complete crap? Where are the unhinged emojis? The asks on Tumblr? Where are my mutuals in my dms apologizing for not reading the latest chapter right away (side note, you know you don't have to apologize at all, right??). Where is the fanart? Where are the recs?
Where is my motivation to keep going?
It's something I've been thinking about a lot, actually, lately. How the experience of writing fanfic is so unique. How you already have an audience, willing and waiting and captive. And that's really it, isn't it? You have an audience. It's almost performative, writing fanfic. It's being on a stage, a one-person show (or two, if you do it with a friend); it's getting live reactions to your performance, it's feeding off the energy of the crowd and informing it back in a feedback loop; it's improvised, sometimes, in almost-real-time. It's building something that you couldn't have built by yourself. A thing that takes on a life of its own.
It's an experience you can't get writing original fiction, and, honestly, not having it is making it hard to write something original at all.
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Beta Readers Question
Be curious to hear from others how you are running your beta reader program. I've got about roughly 11 weeks left in my editing process, so I'd be opening up submissions for readers probably in the late May to early June time-frame.
I haven't run a full-on beta program before, so looking for feedback on-
Tools used for effective communication
Process- do yall prefer the whole thing at once, or weekly chapters
Do you just do word doc with comments enable- is there better software out there?
Anything else that you've found works well for beta readers
Any and all feedback here is appreciated!
#boost!#anyone who has had experience calling for beta readers sharing your experience would probably be super helpful for a lot of people!
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“Nice Does Not Mean Good” Part 2
Happy Mother’s Day :)
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Enemies to "I accidentally came across you while you were vulnerable and scared and I'm not a total asshole so I tried to help you" to "accidental mutual uncovering of softer sides and vulnerabilities" to "I can't be mean to you anymore, not out of pity but because it would feel weird betraying that brief truce we had" to "Fine I'll make an effort to be nice to you now I guess" to "actually now that we're not actively hating each other you're not so bad I guess" to "i think we're friends but I'm not going to say that because I'm afraid you're not gonna feel the same way" to "oh you also think we're friends? Great" to lovers
#WHY IS THIS THE ARC OF CAMI AND SPENCER’S RELATIONSHIP TO A MF T#but LITERALLY though from start to finish 😭#even the “we’re friends but I’m scared to call you that”#breaking news: I’m not original. tragic#only difference is one of them refuses to admit they’re friends because it would go against everything they’ve been telling themself#(even though deep inside they know it’s pointless to resist the obvious)#oc: Spencer#oc: cami#writing: tropes
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everyone: what's your goal in life?
me: to write a story so soul snatching, so gut wrenching and so devastatingly beautiful that it leaves you crying at 3am when you have a 8am lecture/shift and it inspires people to write entire essays, to write entire fanfics, mood boards and playlists based on it.
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do i believe in romance…not sure. am i obsessed with it…absolutely
#wow it’s me#don’t understand the concept of romantic love for the life of me but I will eat that shit up when I see it on screen#not really in books though idk why#I can’t think of many romantic couples in books that I actually cared about or rooted for
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What’s your typical day like?
i wake up. i malfunction. i call it a day
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2024 has not been my year, I'm anxious/jaded/apathetic/exhausted like 24/7 but at least I'm having fun writing scenes I can't stop day dreaming about of my two favs being cute and emotionally bonding
#:)#glad I still have writing in these trying times#should probably go back to finishing actual chapters I was working on at some point#but am having too much fun using these scenes to distract me from real life :D#inkoverted thoughts
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when you need to write two characters emotionally connecting and bearing their true thoughts/feelings/insecurities, but one of them typically speaks in two word sentences and is now talking in paragraphs and it doesn't feel right.
#how do you two begin to understand each other unless you speak when one of you literally hates speaking#ink rambles#ink writes
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big fan of characters with abandonment + attachment issues so profound that they leave claw marks in everything they touch but would sooner gnaw off their own leg than admit they just want someone to stay for once. in a totally normal well adjusted and not at all projecting way of course.
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I don't make the rules but - if you don't get excited at the thought of going back and re-reading the story you wrote then you're writing the wrong story.
You are your first and most important reader.
#the way I got into my bed one night and was awake and anxious at 2 AM and decided to open my story on my phone and read it from ch 1#I was having a blast and didn't want to tear myself away to go to sleep#also been daydreaming about the scenes in this chapter I'm currently writing that may or may not make its way into the actual story#but every day or so I begrudgingly write a few hundred words to get it on paper#and I go back and reread it voraciously until I get to the point where I left off and am like WHERE IS THE REST#so yeah#what is the point of putting words to paper if not to finally indulge in the pleasure of reading and enjoying the scenes we daydream about?
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its so scary to put yourself out there but a SINGLE message saying "hi i loved what you made it touched me in some way" makes it all worth it 10000%
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The way my job makes me equally anxious and depressed is really impressive
#‘job’ bc I’m technically a student but treated like an employee#and I guess it’s less my job and more so my boss that makes me depressed/anxious#but I genuinely loathe each day I have to go into work#and I’m always operating at a baseline level of anxiety even when I’m at home and meant to be relaxing#when instead I think about my job and anticipate everything that can and will go wrong the following day#it’s really a blast#ink rambles
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It wasn't until after his death that she began to understand him.
Until then, she had never truly known him.
There was so much about her husband that she had taken for granted.
He didn't talk to his parents, because they couldn't accept that he left their faith in favor of another. He grew up in a small town, and had always wanted to live in a big city, to experience that life. He worked in the pharmaceutical industry, and made an extremely comfortable living. He took care of the financials, which she'd never minded, because she wasn't so great with numbers.
He wanted a family, so they'd been trying to have a child. He wanted a small farm out in the country, and they'd been saving up to purchase land. He didn't have a problem with her working, but felt it was his duty to take care of her, regardless.
So many little things - put together, they'd made up the foundation of her life - made up the entirety of everything she knew about the man she'd decided to spend the rest of her life with.
Now, only five days buried, that foundation crumbled beneath her feet.
The potbellied detective sat across from her, tapping his fingers against the rough surface of the wooden desk. His mouth was settled into a deep frown, and his eyes stared at her expectantly.
"I... I don't know," she said again. Her hands wrapped around the edges of her chair's uncomfortable seat. "I really don't know."
"You didn't know that your husband was selling drugs illegally?" he repeated, the disbelief in his voice grating against her skin. "You didn't suspect that your husband was making more money than someone in his position should?"
"No!" she repeated. "He - he made a good salary. We were comfortable. He was good with money." Everything she ever believed about him came to the surface. "He's a good man. He works hard. That's why we had money - because he had a good job and he worked hard and he was good with money!"
The officer grimaced, but otherwise didn't share his thoughts. She felt pathetic - an idiot - because if what they were saying was true, then she had been nothing more than a stupid, scatterbrained woman who fell for another man's trap.
Regardless of the truth, however, she couldn't help them. She couldn't help them.
#that first line grabbed my attention#and then that twist at the end…damn#can feel the MCs desperation for it not to be true#other’s writing
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Ideal ship dynamic is “person whose love language is acts of service” and “person who has never been cared for before”
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A question for writers who share excerpts on here. Please reblog so we can get more responses.
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