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Fuck NaNoWriMo

It's always been a shit way to write a book. Slamming through fifty thousand words in a month leads to burnout and a garbage draft you'll spend more time unfucking than if you'd actually just paced yourself.

I'm proposing Novel Outline November

Start with your idea on November 1st.

Write something for your novel every day. The only unacceptable amount is 0.

Attempt to complete the plot in 50K words. Stick with that as a limiting factor so you focus on what's most important to your story.

When it's done it's done! Everyone is a winner!

You will

Develop good writing habits

Challenge yourself to write long form

Create a base that can be expanded into commercial fiction (70-100K) or genre fiction (100-110K)

Happy writing!

"I need you to take my earring off. I'm not meant - allowed - to remove it so I can't," Gabriel said, tugging at the earring with a frown.

"What do you mean 'you're not meant' to? It's an earring." Fynch asked, confusion heavy in his tone.

"Because when it's off, I can't control it. And IT is the only hope we have right now," Gabriel's voice was annoyed and impatient.

"It?"

Gabriel stooped down and looked Fynch in the eyes, expression intense. For a split moment his eyes flickered, blue flashing to yellow, pupils long and pointed.

"It."

The Final Encounter

You go to knock on the door but the moment your hand makes contact the door lists open with a long drawn out creak.  The sound startles some nearby curious crows.  A burst of cool air hits you from the open door.  A brief but welcome reprieve to the muggy heat of the swamp. For a moment, everything feels normal.

When you enter the cottage, you’re overtaken by a sense of unease.  It is quiet, still… wrong.  Your heart stutters against your ribs butterfly quick.  You shouldn’t be here.  You don’t want to be here.  Whatever it is, you can feel its eyes watching you, its pull deep within the cottage.  Deeper than it should be.  The cottage wasn’t that big.  You step forward against your will.  Its… calling to you, and oh, it feels so inviting.  Welcoming.  You shake your head.  No, no, no that’s not right.  You need to leave, but you can’t.  You have a job to do and to leave would be to fail.

You’re more certain than ever that what you’re looking for is here.  It is here, waiting, watching.  Calling, a gentle hum on a summer breeze, calling, a loved one’s laugh, calling, a fire crackling in the hearth of your home.  There’s nothing to fear, everything is OK.  Please, come in. You take another step forward.

You shake your head again.  Whatever it is, it is tricking you.  Trying, to trick you.  Oh, but it sounds so enticing, the smell of a warm cooked meal, the promise of a loved one’s comfort.  All you need to do is come in. Come in, come in, come in.  Join us, join us, JOIN US!

The heat of rage rakes up your spine, the voice, so angry ricocheting within your skull.  The anger snaps you back into yourself. Whatever is in there is impatient, and it’s hungry.  You hear a rumble from deep below.  The floor vibrates beneath your feet at the low drawn-out sound. You turn to leave; you’re not equipped for this.  This is so above your pay grade. But when you turn, the door is gone.  And with it, the light.

u can call ur skull-head deer oc literally anything else u don't even have to change the design

Reblog if you think asexuality is a legitimate sexuality.

I'm trying to prove something.

Hey, can y’all rb this if it’s okay to send you messages asking about your ocs, cause on god I wanna interact with y’all but I am terrified of being annoying lol

please no halloween posts just yet. there’s still 2 months left

There's genuinely going to be a generation of people out there who suffer from quicker cognitive decline because they're using machines to do all the thinking for them.

Engaging your brain is important for mental longevity. Like completely disregarding the other issues with AI for a moment just consider how bad it is for you mentally to rely on a machine to think for you all the time.

What happens if you get into the work force or maybe later on down the road AI becomes no longer available, how are half these people going to be able to formulate emails and letters and creative writing without ever having honed that skill.

AI is bad for many reasons but the worst by far IMO is what it's going to do to so many people's brains.

nothing has made me feel like an ancient grumpy crone more than the “using chatgpt for school is fine actually” sentiment among youths

Guys, I need to know something (if you're american)

The Heir

The Heir

it used to be 2007 you know

A little WIP.

This is why I commission Artists! I had created some symbols of the God's related to my Cleric in our current D&D campaign, and worked with the incredible @/draiad to bring these ideas to life! First is the Symbol of Pelor. My cleric is inspired by Rapunzel, so I created this symbol by taking the symbol of Corona from 'Tangled' and combined it with the actual symbol of Pelor from the source material!

Next is Serenée. She is the opposite of Pelor. But not an evil Goddess. She is The Goddess of the Moon. She oversees Death and Winter. Serenée and Pelor keep the balance between life and death.

Lastly is Kazim. He is the evil God from the Trio. The God of Chaos. He only seeks to consume and grow his own power. He works to separate Pelor and Serenée to consume their realms and upset the balance.

I am once again just absolutely blown away by @draiad's work! Always a pleasure to work with, and brings my ideas to life in such a beautiful way!

Lestat " What like it's hard?"

Man Eater

"We shall show you what needs to be done."

Petrichor

Like a dream, this moment was fleeting.