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Awwww all the BOIS!!!!! 😍😭 They’re all so sweet but heartbreaking! And the kids are just adorable.
I rolled the log over and underneath was a tiny little stick and I was like, "That log had a child
@freedomwriter76 AWWW 😭 the babes.
@esther-c @anyone else XD if u do wanna hear more u can go to my series revealed chat and ask about whatever u like! I’m happy to share!!!I ask that you ask because there’s so much I COULD share I don’t even know what to choose XD
@mineralizedwritings I’ve thought about this and haven’t entirely decided. If he does, then that would mean all that type of shifter do as well. I am thinking they keep some traits tho, but only very minor, like a keen sense of smell, good eyesight, etc, but in human form it’s more of a quirk then anything else, though it can be used for helpful things.As well as a few other quirks due to their shifting form. (For instance, Corvina dislikes the cold, and is prone to it due to her being able to shift into a bird.)
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebYeah it would be cool if he retained some of the traits!
"And so I left this world just as I had entered it. Confused."
Y’all, I’m making my magic system, and it feels both unnecessarily complicated and vague XD I want it to be stylized for each House/person, but with the amount of Houses I have… plus the actual individual characters? I’m not sure where to take it. Any tips on how not to overwhelm myself?
“Everything is a mountain”
Umm… I don’t know if this is one of my strong suits either, but I could try to help if you give me a few more details! Also, just, don’t worry about getting it all done at one point. Inspiration will come at different times, and you can always go back and change things in your first drafts, too.
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So… I’m thinking of turning the novella I’m working on into a historical fiction story, instead. Mainly just because I have no idea how to write contemporary, and because I feel like it might support the plot a little better… but if I could figure out a better outline for it, I could keep it contemporary. Any thoughts?
"Be careful, for writing books is endless, and much study wears you out." Eccl. 12:12
I’m actually writing a contemporary, and the biggest thing is figuring out what the struggles nowadays are
While historical fiction does have its charm
contemporary, for one involves less research (which can be a good or bad thing depending on the writer)
I think it helps to look around your life and see what struggles you’ve gone through, and people you know have gone through
If not written well, contemporary can be boring, but if you can figure out how to write emotions well, then you should be good
if you’d like I can show you the first chapter of my book, just so you have a little bit of an idea
(in no way am I an expert)
But if you decide to go the historical route (which is always fun) I recommend figuring out what time you want to set it in
and then do a lot of research XD
Do me a favor…. Tell Cress I meant it
-ThorneOoh, less research… XD jk, I knew that. Thanks! I’d love to see the first chapter of your book (is it the Tomorrow War, cause I think I already saw that one.?)
If not written well, contemporary can be boring, but if you can figure out how to write emotions well, then you should be good
Yeah… exactly. I feel like I can handle all the emotional/mental stuff (at least, that’s what I’m telling myself 😉) but I’m just not really sure what scenes to include… idk, this is just so different from my normal style, so it feels way harder. Yeah, definitely lots of research. And I have no idea what time period I would set it in, probably something in the 1900s, but… yeah, idk. And then there’s always the idea of putting it in a fantasy world or something, but keeping the same themes, but… I was thinking along the lines of 10,000 words for this story, or so, and that’s really short for fantasy. So yeah, I just don’t know. Sorry that was kind of a rant XD
Thanks! I’d love to hear any other ideas you have 😉 Sorry if I’ve been a little annoying asking for ideas about this all the time, it’s just so much easier to talk to other people about stuff.
"Be careful, for writing books is endless, and much study wears you out." Eccl. 12:12
No, it’s of Hope in the Horizon (It’s become my main focus) I’ve been meaning to share the first chapter anyways
I’m actually better at contemporary, than dystopian or fantasy
well… for scenes, I recommend giving the. character a hobby or sport, which can fill up a list of the scenes
you could do it during the great depression, or after WWII, and maybe involve the civil rights moment or women’s movement
WWII is fun but common, honestly, War eras are very common, so… maybe something set in a different time, you could immigration too
and you’re totally good XD, I’m not the type to ask for ideas, because I prefer to do things on my own, but everyone has their own personality, and I totally get what your saying
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-Thorne@hybridlore @anyone-else
Here’s the first chapter
it’s just the first draft, and I might add more
Chapter 1
A bright light…
A bright light was the one thing Sophie remembered clearly in the car. The rest was a blur, yet a terrifying, haunting blur. A blur that she had flashbacks to since. And every time it felt more real, to the point where now it felt more real than it had when she was actually in the car.
After the accident, things had gotten more clear. She had remembered waking up in the car, her head throbbing with pain, and for a second she had just laid there. Refusing to move, refusing to accept that something terrible had just happened, refusing to feel the pain. Sophie had remembered lifting herself off of the ceiling of their car. In the accident, the car had flipped over and she had managed to be laying right next to the sunroof, where shattered glass gave her arms and legs cut and bruises. When Sophie finally found the strength to look around, she realized the situation she was in.
Red and blue lights flashed through the window. And after what felt like an eternity, a fireman came to help her out of the car. The man had helped her out into the middle of the road, where first response vehicles were parked. A medic quickly came to her help. Sophie was still in a blur, trying to process what was happening, and she still didn’t know what was truly going on. But everything became clear when the front doors of her car were opened, and the firefighters shook their heads to the police officers and medics around the area. A sad, unfortunate look on their face.
Pain bolted through Sophie’s body, and her heart ached. She fell to her knees in agony, the medics rushed to her. Thinking her fall was something physical. And truthfully the grief was so bad it felt physical. She sobbed, yelling, pleading that it wasn’t true, pleading that she wasn’t an orphan. Pleading God to bring them back, to do a miracle.
Yet there in the middle of the road, it became so clear. There was no miracle here, just a girl who had lost so much in only a few seconds.
“Soph, are you okay?”
Sophie jumped from where she was sitting, sweat dripping down her forehead. Her body was still in a panic, it felt so real. Like she was actually there, and her parents had just died all over again. Sophie looked at Adrian, pushing through the stress and anxiety, and put a smile on her face. Adrian was their cousin who they had been living with since they moved in with their aunt.
“I’m wonderful,” Sophie replied, going back to her usual energetic self. “Just packing,”
“Are you sure? Who looked kind of panicked,”
“Well packing can be scary,” Sophie said with a big corny laugh. “Don’t want to leave anything,”
Adrian didn’t seem to be buying it, but he too put on a smile. “No, you certainly don’t,”
Sophie smiled, a pretend, pain-hidden smile. She imagined what it would be like if she was completely honest. If her facial expressions were correct to how she was feeling. Then Adrian and her sisters would see how crushed she really was, how broken she was, and truthfully how angry she was. But she couldn’t burden them with that, she had grown up being the optimist in her family of worriers, and she couldn’t change that now. She felt forced to pretend to be happy, to be healed.
“You should go get packed,” Sophie suggested.
Adrian shrugged. “Already am,”
Sophie sighed. “Then maybe you can go help Ellie, she’s terrible at packing,”
“Ellie, the most organized person in this house, is terrible at packing?”
Sophie clutched her fists. Couldn’t Adrian take the hint and get out of here?! “Well she’s my sister, isn’t she?!”
Silence filled the room and a guilt stung Sophie. Adrian had been like a brother to them, and he seemed to enjoy being a part of a bigger family. And he and Ellie were quite close, more close than she was with her.
“I’m sorry,” Sophie whispered.
Adrian hesitated and then smiled. “No problem,”
Sophie knew it was a fake smile, just like hers. Why did she have to open her big mouth? Why did she have to be so passive-aggressive? Her mother used to scold her for it, claiming her tongue was of fire, and could do a lot of damage if not managed. Sophie was smart, and if she wanted to hurt someone with her words, she could, and sometimes it took every ounce of self-control not to. More pain filled Sophie as the realization came to her that she wouldn’t have her mother to warn her anymore. And her aunt hardly knew her to know how terrible she could be. Her older sister had tried, but Sophie hated when Harper pretended to be their mom. She was her sister, not their guardian.
“But… it wouldn’t hurt to go check on Ellie, I guess, might as well make myself useful somehow,” Adrian stated bringing Sophie back to earth.
“Yeah,” Sophie said, still in a whisper.
Adrian left the room, finally giving Sophie room to breathe. She loved her family, but after the accident, it only brought sadness to Sophie. She was usually by herself or with friends, and when she was with her sisters and Adrian, she would fill with pain, knowing who was missing. The truth was she felt empty, so terribly empty. People would tell her to trust in God but she still remembers standing out on the road, praying for a miracle, and he didn’t do it. And worse he had allowed dreams and flashbacks to control her. Was this a game for him?! To see how cruel you can be, to a poor teenage girl.
By now Sophie had tears streaming down her face. Keeping herself from sobbing. She wondered if her sisters were still struggling and if they were still trying to comprehend what had happened. Or was it just her who was wearing a mask?
Sophie looked at her luggage, it didn’t look like nearly enough for a whole summer, but she hadn’t known what to pack for. She knew nothing about Copper View, or truthfully her grandmother. She hadn’t even known her aunt until they moved in with her.
And now They were going to meet their grandmother tomorrow for the first time since she was a baby.
Sophie looked in the mirror. Drying her eyes and brushing her long blond hair. She put on some bright red lipstick and thick mascara. Surely a boy would fall for this right? Sophie did wonder how many teen boys there were in Copper View. She wished her grandma had owned a farm, then there would probably be a cute ranch hand to fall in love with just like the movies, but sadly her Grandma just had a house with a small property. But… maybe there were farms nearby, with cute ranch hands. A girl can dream. Although Sophie would give anything to stop dreaming, to just live life without being reminded of the past.
Do me a favor…. Tell Cress I meant it
-ThorneAh, worldbuilding. An interesting experience to be sure.
I do not have particular experience in magic systems, the only thing I’ve worked on with something like magic being a Tolkien-Narnian-Biblical-Wingfeather-Waylander dump world where randomness may spill into instead of my actual series. Overwhelmingmess though?
Tea and cookies. They’ve saved my sanity in more than one occasion. And bullet point lists, which have preserved my sanity from further need of saving.
Seriously though, I do have two of three somewhat complicated tribal/government systems, even without magic, so I will be stalking for any helpful tips.
First Grand Historian of Arreth and the Lesser Realms (aka Kitty)
Fork the GorkOh, awesome! I’d love to read it!
Yeah, you do write a lot of contemporary! I think the last time I tried something like this, was… probably two years or longer, I used to write fantasy contemporary stories, but after I stopped writing for a while, I got into sci-fi and dystopian worlds, stuff like that.
Ohh, yeah, that’s true! I guess I just struggle with making every interaction meaningful, and of course, interesting to the reader… and the writer xD Cause honestly, I get bored writing some of this stuff.
Yeah, that’s true! Side characters are important, and I could see that being something interesting during one of the movements you mentioned. The great depression sounds interesting, too!
Yeah! Haha, I think I just need to spend like an hour plotting all this out, and then stick with something xD But probably won’t happen today, maybe later tonight or tomorrow. Anyway, thanks for all your help!
"Be careful, for writing books is endless, and much study wears you out." Eccl. 12:12
Wow, girl… this is amazing so far.
“Well packing can be scary,” Sophie said with a big corny laugh. “Don’t want to leave anything,”
Yes it can be… 🤣🤣
I think this is some of my favorite of your writing I’ve seen, the way you described somethings… anyway, great job!! Can’t wait for the next chapter 😉
"Be careful, for writing books is endless, and much study wears you out." Eccl. 12:12
Aww thanks, girl! I was in a very poetic mood yesterday XD
Yeah I agree with her there
That means so much to me, now I only have like fifteen more chapters to go, I want this to be a shorter book because I want it to be a part of a long series
Do me a favor…. Tell Cress I meant it
-ThorneWow, this whole thing yesterday? (I’m a slow writer xD)
Ikr!!
Oh, cool!! Yeah, so sort of like a novella short story type thing? Of course, I’m glad it does! ☺️
"Be careful, for writing books is endless, and much study wears you out." Eccl. 12:12
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