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9 And 13!
9 and 13!
Hey rose! Happy ace week
9. 💜 cake or garlic bread?
Garlic bread. I can be fussy about cake being too sweet, so garlic bread is probably the better option. But both are good
13. 🖤 do you like the asexual flag?
I do!! I love purple on its own, but paired with the monochromatic colors it’s so nice. In my opinion one of the best flags
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I would love that so much. I love seeing art of my characters!!
So I want to make a habit of practicing drawing but don't want to keep drawing my same characters over and over again all the time
Like/reblog/comment if you'd be cool with me trying to draw your OCs? I'm really shy about drawing people's characters unsolicited, but if I know you wouldn't mind then I'll go for it
I can't promise I'll get to it quickly or that they will exactly match your vision of them but yeah, just thought I'd throw this question out there
@sleepyowlwrites did not appreciate my last Cackling Maniacally post, and now we both miss Emry Karic, so here. Have some cute EmCal.
Emry felt silly as he closed the door to her room and changed into the borrowed clothes. Though Gareth was clearly a bit of a paisley-adoring dandy, he was at least a responsible one. He couldn’t remember the last time he had worn anything this nice, or this clean.
“Cal, could you help me with the cravat?” He fussed with the cloth as he walked back down the stairs. “I have no idea what the Vornik style is these days. Marko made fun of me last time I tried the Tazlo knot…”
“One moment.” Cal was hunched over her desk, dashing out a letter. Once she was satisfied, she set down the quill, stretched out her fingers, and turned around to survey his look. She froze as soon as she saw him.
“That bad? Really?” Emry started back up the stairs. “I’ll go change—"
“No, no. You look…” She came over and took his arm to turn him back around, then smiled up at him. “Perfect. You look perfect, Em.”
“Oh.” All the fleeting confidence he had felt in the river tunnel had fully vanished. After a moment of staring at her smile, some vague part of his brain informed him that he should probably say something. “Thanks.”
Nailed it.
what makes me cackle maniacally- exhibit A
The Stray Spirit, Chapter 43:
“Help!” [Emry] shouted before his mouth dipped under the surface. He struggled to get more of his body onto the paddle, only to slide off of it again. His next gasp swallowed water, and he had to choke out the word. “Help—"
Rival Potion Shops, Chapter 32:
[Ambrose] fell to the floor, screwing his eyes shut and clutching Eli’s body to his chest with violently shaking arms. “Help!” he shouted. His voice died in the smoke at his lips. “Help!”
No writer has all three:
A good relationship with reality
A socially acceptable search history
Actual motivation
Congratulations!!!! That’s amazing. I can’t wait to hear more about it as you write the second draft

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RPS Update: 1st Draft is Complete!
I did it! It took a little over a month, but Rival Potion Shops Draft 1, or “oops I accidentally did Nano a little earlier this year,” is done. It’s coming in at just under 66k, which is great- I’m an underwriter, so this gives me plenty of breathing room for draft 2.
Excerpt from chapter 1, Sherry talking to Ambrose as they watch Eli set up shop:
“He’s the nephew of old Mr. Severia. Inherited the shop from him,” Sherry said proudly, now that it was her turn to parade about her observations. “I think he’s about your and Dawn’s age, too.” She squeezed Ambrose’s arm. “Wouldn’t it be nice to make a new friend?”
Ambrose grimaced. “No.”
Next Steps:
I’ll be waiting on re-reading for two weeks. In the meantime, expect some artwork!
I don’t think I’ll do alpha readers. I’ve got a list of notes going already, and I think it will be more beneficial for me to get through a draft 2, then do proper beta readers.
If you are interested in beta reading (likely in the new year, so I’m not asking anyone to read during the holidays), please let me know and I can tag you when I do make an official beta reader call post. No pressure, of course!
Send help, I have to think of a real title.
Thanks for sticking with me through all my draft 1 posts! More stuff to come soon!
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