That Moment When You Find A Story You Wrote Five Years Ago And It Is Somehow The Best And Worst Thing

That moment when you find a story you wrote five years ago and it is somehow the best and worst thing you've ever written? The dialogue? I'm so embarrassed. The plot twists? I'm on the edge of my seat.

there is an IMAGE in my HEAD and i cannot DRAW IT. hatred and rage.

⌛️💖🍖 for random wip asks!

Thanks for the ask!

⌛️ [Hourglass] How long have you been working on this WIP?

I've been working on Hidnight for about a year!

💖 [Heart] What is your favorite moment in this WIP?

When Connor gives his funeral monologue. It was so cathartic to write the first pass but ever since I've been struggling to refine it to keep it at a decent length while still having the impact that draws me to this story again and again. I want it to be perfect.

🍖 [Meat] How many fictional people were harmed in the making of this WIP?

Current death count: 3 named characters + some faceless antagonists. Also feels like every time I make progress Connor gets more fucked up and traumatized (via the narrative AND retroactively). I love him. He's my boy. <3

Random WIP Ask Game

💯 [100] How many words does your WIP currently have? How many words do you hope it'll have when it's done?

⌛️ [Hourglass] How long have you been working on this WIP?

📚 [Books] Is this WIP part of a series or standalone?

🎀 [Bow] How many named characters are in this WIP? How many do get a POV?

💖 [Heart] What is your favorite moment in this WIP?

🎶 [Notes] Do you have any other WIP related things, like moodboards, character portraits, playlists or similar?

📖 [Open Book] What form do you want this WIP to take when it's done? Posted, printed, published, etc?

🐀 [Rat] Name three reasons why this WIP is great at being insert genre here. (You can send a genre, or let the recipient pick one.)

🐁[Mouse] Name three reasons why this WIP is horrible at being insert genre here. (You can send a genre, or let the recipient pick one.)

🔎 [Magnifier] Is there a phrase/word you know you use too often? Will you change it in editing?

🍖 [Meat] How many fictional people were harmed in the making of this WIP?

🌈 [Rainbow] If at the beginning of your WIP the characters knew about the end, would they kill you to stop you from writing it?

‍🎨 [Palette] If your WIP was a color, which color would it be?

🍩 [Donut] What's the weirdest thing someone eats in your WIP? What's the best thing?

🔒 [Lock] Would you let your family, friends, or other people you know in real life read your WIP?

🖋️ [Pen] Describe your WIP in a single, terrible sentence.

❌ [Cross] What would your WIP get cancelled on Twitter for?

neurodivergent and queer people how are we feeling?

The Winvyre Show ep 2 pt 1 (OC Facts Tag)

*A spotlight illuminates a wall with the face of a familiar individual. Their brown hair fluffs out in an almost cartoonish manner and their mischievous smile invites you to take a seat, promising a good time.*

WINVYRE: Thaaaaaat's right, bitches and benches! The Winvyre Show is back!

*A person in a purple suit rises out of the floor on a mechanized platform, holding a microphone and smiling like their photo. The audience cheers.*

WINVYRE: I am your host, of course, Winvyre! Welcome to the gossip show portion of our program. Before we start, I'd like to thank our sponsor for today's episode: Raid: Shadow- (Wait. That's not right.) Skillsha- (Nope.) ... @sableglass , the lovely viewer who submitted our prompt!

Rules: Make a list of fun facts about your OCs. Like a headcanon list if you will. Except it’s canon.

WINVYRE: And that's today's segment, ladies and ladles! So, without further ado, it's time to Spill. Some. Tea!

*Everything goes dark for a moment. The next thing you see is a projector shining on a blank white sheet pulled down in front of the backdrop. WINVYRE stands behind a lecturn off to the side, a smaller spotlight focused on them.*

WINVYRE: We held a vote for who would appear on today's episode and my adult characters were by far the most popular. So now it's time to introduce the first of our special guests: Oakley!

*A woman with long, bleach blonde curly hair nervously walks onto the stage at a very obvious stagehand's ushering.*

WINVYRE: Are you read to be exposed?

OAKLEY: No? What kind of magic is this? I've never seen such a place before. Who are all these people?

WINVYRE: This is the audience! Everyone say hello!

*OAKLEY tries to leave but is blocked by the stagehand.*

OAKLEY: I have children to get back to. Please let me through.

WINVYRE: You won't be able to get back that way, the door literally doesn't go anywhere! But speaking of your children, you have four right? And no partner?

OAKLEY: Correct...

WINVYRE: What about that one girl from the convent? The only person you've ever loved romantically.

*An image of a dark-haired girl appears on the screen*

OAKLEY: How do you know about that?

WINVYRE: You grew up together. You shared a bunk. You were each other's first kiss.

OAKLEY: Soon-Guk. We used to stay up late to sneak onto the roof while everyone was asleep just to talk. She would try to convince me to hop over the fence with her. Just for one night. Act like we owned the Wildest Woods. I always refused because clergy have to wake up early to perform their duties before service. Last I heard of her, she went back to the Mountain Region to find her family. I haven't seen her since I was fourteen.

WINVYRE: If you could say one thing to her now, what would it be?

OAKLEY: Goodness, I- I don't know. I suppose "I hope you're doing well. I still think about you. Did you ever get that dog you wanted?"

WINVYRE: What separated you two?

OAKLEY: Bernadette brought me home to her cottage.

WINVYRE: But you already had a living parent.

*The projector switches to an image of a nun.*

OAKLEY: Sister Lucia. My birth was kept a secret. Omie's religious leaders don't have traditional families because they honor her by treating everyone as their family. She couldn't object without everyone realizing she'd broken the oath she took upon her ordination.

WINVYRE: What about your father?

OAKLEY: I know nothing about him other than the fact he was known for blasphemy.

WINVYRE: But you have your own family now. You have a home. A job.

*The projector quickly switches from a world map to a house to a family portrait.*

OAKLEY: How are you getting all these?

WINVYRE: That's the god-like power of writers, baby! I can do whatever I want!

*The studio is briefly plunged underwater. The floor becomes sand and fish dart around the house and in between the seats. Several audience members attempt to scream as a shark lunges towards them through the projector screen but their terror only comes out in bubbles.*

OAKLEY: Goodness! What was that?

WINVYRE: Occupational hazard. As you were saying..?

OAKLEY: Oh! Uh, yes. I live in Archfell, a village in the Northern part of the Forest Region. I am a healer. Bernadette visits often and even makes potions for me to sell in my shop. I have four beautiful children and I couldn't be happier.

WINVYRE: That's nice. Hey, is it springtime yet where you're at?

OAKLEY: Not yet. Though this winter has been unusually warm. Why do you ask?

WINVYRE: Oh, no reason. *wink*

*Silence*

WINVYRE: Well, thank you, Oakley, for your time. And here's her final list:

Oakley:

Is a lesbian. Her first (and only) love was a girl called Soon-Guk whom she

Grew up [with] in the convent of the Megachurch of Omie until she was 14 at which point Bernadette brought Oakley to live with her.

Was secretly born to a nun in the Megachurch of Omie called Sister Lucia and a blasphemer.

Lives in Archfell, Forest Region.

Works as a healer and sells Bernadette's health-related potions.

Has four adopted children.

(PART TWO COMING TOMORROW)