Random Writing Tip
Random Writing Tip
Don’t forget to enjoy writing.
We get so caught up with trying to make sure everything is perfect that we forget why we fell in love with writing it in the first place. So, if you haven’t today, write something just for fun. Don’t worry about how the world will perceive it.
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When anyone asks why I write mainly fantasy 😂🤷🏽♀️
The best thing about fantasy is I can write whatever I want cause I can just make shit up on the spot and declare it canon like it’s nothing
Find the Word Tag
@rachaellawrites tagged me for this game. As always, find the word is my favorite so here we go again! My words are panic, flare, drip, care, and wrap.
Will, of course, be pulling from Waking into Divinity.
Panic
They could hardly believe themself. Chuckling at their panic about things that seemed impossible on Monday. Witnessing cheap Walmart lights make UFO light shows with a smile on their face. Explaining what the hell a debit card was to a demon.
It’s been four days, Rylie reminded themself.
Flare
When Rylie peered up at the demon, he had his eyes closed. His nostrils flared outward as he took deep, steadying breaths. “There is nothing like feeling the wind bow before me as I bend it to my will.”
Drip
Sweat dripped down Rylie’s temples, and they still couldn’t bear to move. Casrath stood before them, less than a handful of inches away.
As their glasses slipped fully from the tip of their nose and ears, Casrath caught it in the air with deft fingers.
Care
Since when did they care about disappointing anyone? They were already a disappointment to their parents and themself, although for quite different reasons. In time, Casrath would see the truth.
Wrap
“Well, uh, lucky I know this trick. Just wrap the waistband of the jeans around your neck. If the ends touch, it’s probably your size.” They dug through the wall of jeans. Neglected by the Target employees, past customers left the sizes out-of-order and several pairs of jeans unfolded.
Rylie rolled their eyes at the display. They couldn’t blame the retail workers for walking away from the mess. After all, it’d just get ruined immediately after correcting the display
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Your words are Damp, Forever, Hate, Blood, and Never.
