I’m writing actively again!
In a previous post, I talked about life and writing. The post was riddled with self doubt, sadness, and writer’s block. Now two weeks later I’ve got a new writing project under way, and dearly loved, while I’m taking a break from regular writing stuff.
Based on a prompt set by @dialogue-prompts on tumblr:
“I know you’re not, you don’t have to-”
“I’m fine! Ok!? Can you just leave it please!?”
Disclaimer: Some parts of this post are cross posted both here, on my writing blog, and on my tumblr. Self love is different for every person, just as it will be for each of your characters. This is a brief post, as such I am brief in my descriptions and reasoning. I may expand at a later point. There are also two kind-of-almost swear words in here, so…
I often see self love romanticized and of all the things writers tend to romanticize, this one upsets me the most because it can make people who struggle with self love feel worse. It’s damaging and harmful to your audience, in this case I recommend you do valiant research if you don’t struggle with or understand self love.
I did the Caffeine Challenge this afternoon! The Caffeine Challenge is a one hour writing warm up hosted by caffeinewitchcraft on tumblr. Basically we’re given a prompt and then we all have to write for an hour.
I was inspired by one of the prompts that I was sure I could fit into my NaNoWriMo WIP that I am almost finished with. Please note that this is unedited, written in 60 minutes and when I’m writing a first draft I sometimes just put notes directly into the story, if you notice it, don’t worry it won’t be there once it’s edited. So, yes, it’s cringy but whatever: enjoy the story sneak peak.
“You gave up your right a long time ago, Jake,” Her voice sank lower, clouded with anger and frustration. “Don’t make me kill you too, because I won’t hesitate.”
She could hear him swallow, hard but he played it off, raising his hands in front of himself, as if warding off her attacks. “It wasn’t my fault,” He repeated the mantra of lies she’d heard too many times over the years and despise crawled up her throat and curled her lips. How could I have been so stupid as to begin to trust him again. “It wasn’t my fault.” He whispered it this time at her back as she turned to trail the procession until they reached their an area where she could get a clean shot without getting caught.
Can’t wait to release this piece to Wattpad this march!
To honor the thousands of African Americans who were lynched in America. They were loved ones, sweethearts, and most importantly people yet they were murdered many times for nothing more than the fact that their skin was darker than white people’s skin. This is for all those who are unknown, nobody knows their names, nobody knows who’s loved one they were; this is for the ones who we do know, who do have names, because it makes even more real, that someone knew who they were. They had family and communities who grieved over their cold bodies. This is for them:
I’ve read a lot of books the past year and a fair share of them were on Wattpad. These are the Wattpad books that made my 2016. They made me laugh, think, cry and scream in frustration. I read some of them over and over again, and they all hold special places in my heart.
I started this list back in the beginning of December and it took me a little while but I narrowed the books, in my library and archive, down to my top ten Wattpad books of 2016. I didn’t realize how difficult it would be.