Writing - Blog Posts

I miscalculated my ability to write an entire movie in a week, and also my ability to work on multiple projects at once with my ADHD 🤣🤣🤣

So I will be not working on Vicky F and Creepy C until my novel is completed, hopefully (with the rate I'm going) by the end of the school year. On that note, I finally reached 100 pages!!! Out of three hundred, I might have a significantly longer book than expected 😂 wish me luck 🥹🥲🤪🫡🫨🤞

Hi guys!

So, for my high school English class(not disclosing my grade), we're currently writing a 5 page essay.. :/ I'm in the deepest shit ever when it comes to motivation for school writing, and I'm not even sure how to start or transition certain areas.

If some of you guys could leave tips on;

• How to get more motivated?

• What writing style teachers appreciate more?

• How to make paragraphs longer?

• Word choices, and tips surrounding that?

• Anything else you think would help!

Thanks, :))

i think it's so funny when I remember that, once, someone commented on one of my fanfics asking to repost it in russian (im brazilian, just to make sense why i was like 🥺), and to me that was one of the most amazing things anyone has ever commented. yes, folks, leave comments on the fanfics you read because it's absolutely wonderful

It still makes me giggle when i remember

Listen up!

You see a post like this? Where OP might hurt/kill themselves? You hit that button that I circled

Hit that.

Click Suicide or Self-harm Concern

Yes.

Fill in the rest of it, and hit submit. The "content you reported" will fill itself in

Tumblr will follow up and help them.

Warning: this is only for mobile. If anyone knows how to do this for desktop, please add it!

This could SAVE SOMEONE'S LIFE.

YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE NOT TO REBLOG THIS.

I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF IT DOESN'T GO WITH YOUR BLOG'S THEME.

And yes, REBLOG. Liking does no shit at all. This isn't ig.

You reblog, people see it. You don't, people don't see it. This shit's that simple.

This could save someone's life. It's not a joke.

It’s actually psychotic to leave a comment critiquing someone’s fic before leaving kudos????? Mind you, a fic they just read for free -_-

Yall don’t leave comments on stuff like how I leave comments on stuff….

WTF YALL MAKE SOME NOISE!!!!

If anyone would like to follow on Wattpad, I'd love to be moots there as well! I don't write often, but I do have one book that's ongoing and recent which screenshots are above ^^

*confused but considerably motivated* Hell yeah! Let's get this shiz *proceeded to half ass write fourteen different plot lines but fell asleep*

*kicks down door* only I can say my writing sucks! You’re not allowed to say your writing sucks! You’re writing! You’re doing more than any fucking tech bro could ever pay for! *leaps out window*

Trying to look back and add/fix some writing for The Coffee because I've gotten better at characterization.

Probably gonna fix the first chapter since it comes off as preachy and I feel like Sylvia would be more worried about Wander leaving the "happy to be single" club over him screwing up a relationship; she KNOWS those two are obsessed with each other. Also gonna dial back on the whole "Wander being downtrodden" to make him worried about the cut contact instead.

Other stuff to note about the series since I'm probably not gonna go back and rewrite old episodes (at least for a while):

- Female Watchdogs have apparently always existed on the ship, so that whole equality segment is trashed

- Hater's backstory changed a bit; the ID number name he had isn't accurate anymore since NASA chimps were named before launch. I'm keeping the whole "remembering being a chimpanzee" thing but I'm going to make it so that it's a lot blurrier for him and he just can't remember/doesn't like his old name.

- Any attempt at a play on words like a "kerson/keyson" in the first chapter is something I hope people completely disregard because it sucks... Sorry!

- Similar apologies for any preachy bullshit, I've gotta get better at the whole "show don't tell" thing

- Any future installment after The Coffee will be posted all at once instead of chapter-by-chapter because I tried that again for this installment and it's been a disaster.

Thank you for being patient with me! I'll try to get writing out as soon as I can, I've just been dealing with some sudden family deaths/depression. I'll post again soon! ;)

As a new author on ao3 still getting used to people reading my story (and actually liking them for some reason) I was prepared for a lot of things.

An animal crossing marriage proposal was not one of them.

As a new author on ao3 still getting used to people reading my story (and actually liking them for some reason) I was prepared for a lot of things.

An animal crossing marriage proposal was not one of them.

On literally ANY OTHER DAY, you’d be just FINE with being whisked away on a magical adventure. Happy- elated even! To find a far off fantasy land that can only be saved by two people with hidden magical powers. Not when your partner is your Ex.

Writing prompt

In a world full of superheroes and supervillians, you have the ability to see into the future. It’s very limited however because you can only see 24 hours into the future, thus you never really bothered telling anyone and only used it for party tricks. Now however, it is a sunny Saturday morning, and you have just received a doomsday vision.

Me, after 8 hours of sleep and fully decided on writing a new story: Alright! Time to get started!

(Proceeds to type ounce instead of once)

yessssss i need this... im gonna start using en-dashes now

“This is your daily, friendly reminder to use commas instead of periods during the dialogue of your story,” she said with a smile.

I learned from a professional writing guide that in brackets and quotation marks to put the punctuation inside, and the heading of that section was, word for word:

Don't Leave the Croissant Out in the Cold!

I swear... I can't find it but I swear that was it...

list of writing pet peeves that will likely keep me from reading something entirely off the top of my head:

excessive use of italics to denote intensity

repetitive sentence structure pattern e.g. "sighing, she dropped the book. standing, she lamented over yet another literary disappointment."

it's instead of its

misuse of dialogue tags e.g. "yes, I'm smiling out this sentence," they smiled. "don't worry about it."

no commas in vocative cases e.g. "gege I'm bald," he murmured.

misplaced punctuation wrt dialogue. "this hurts my eyes", it moaned. "make it stop".

to be continued

also the other day i was totally able to tell that someone's eyes had little flecks of gold in them from 6 feet away, and that they had slept for only 4.5 hours last night.

So last week I tried moaning every time I ate something delicious.

It was vaguely uncomfortable and unnatural

oh my you will not believe it but i held something at arm's length and admired it.

So last week I tried moaning every time I ate something delicious.

It was vaguely uncomfortable and unnatural

Show, don’t tell

"Show, don’t tell" means letting readers experience a story through actions, senses, and dialogue instead of outright explaining things. Here are some practical tips to achieve that:

1. Use Sensory Details

Tell: "The room was cold."

Show: "Her breath puffed in faint clouds, and she shivered as frost clung to the edges of the window."

Tell: "He was scared."

Show: "His hands trembled, and his heart thudded so loudly he was sure they could hear it too."

2. Focus on Actions

Tell: "She was angry."

Show: "She slammed the mug onto the counter, coffee sloshing over the rim as her jaw clenched."

Tell: "He was exhausted."

Show: "He stumbled through the door, collapsing onto the couch without even bothering to remove his shoes."

3. Use Dialogue

What characters say and how they say it can reveal their emotions, intentions, or traits.

Tell: "She was worried about the storm."

Show: "Do you think it'll reach us?" she asked, her voice tight, her fingers twisting the hem of her shirt.

4. Show Internal Conflict Through Thoughts or Reactions

Tell: "He was jealous of his friend."

Show: "As his friend held up the trophy, he forced a smile, swallowing the bitter lump rising in his throat."

5. Describe the Environment to Reflect Mood

Use the setting to mirror or hint at emotions or themes.

Tell: "The town was eerie."

Show: "Empty streets stretched into the mist, and the only sound was the faint creak of a weathered sign swinging in the wind."

6. Let Readers Infer Through Context

Give enough clues for the reader to piece things together without spelling it out.

Tell: "The man was a thief."

Show: "He moved through the crowd, fingers brushing pockets, his hand darting away with a glint of gold."

7. Use Subtext in Interactions

What’s left unsaid can reveal as much as what’s spoken.

Tell: "They were uncomfortable around each other."

Show: "He avoided her eyes, pretending to study the painting on the wall. She smoothed her dress for the third time, her fingers fumbling with the hem."

8. Compare to Relatable Experiences

Use metaphors, similes, or comparisons to make an emotion or situation vivid.

Tell: "The mountain was huge."

Show: "The mountain loomed above them, its peak disappearing into the clouds, as if it pierced the heavens."

Practice Example:

Tell: "The village had been destroyed by the fire."

Show: "Charred beams jutted from the rubble like broken ribs, the acrid smell of ash lingering in the air. A child's shoe lay half-buried in the soot, its leather curled from the heat."

Alright.

You ready for a hard 'tag your oc' challenge?

Tag an oc who doesn't have childhood trauma. At all. Who's family is still alive.

I'll wait.

Second Blog! @foxy-writes

Hello everyone! I come bearing an announcement: I have started a second blog and while this could be an epic fail I wanted to try posting my own, much longer, (and sometimes much darker+spicier) stories. So if you're interested please check it out, I currently have a poll running to decide the first story! I will still be posting to this blog I just wanted a way to separate my romance stories from my fan-fiction.

Update!

I'm not sure if anybody still uses Wattpad but if you're interested in:

Mafia romances, Why Choose stories, and second chance romances

I've started a second blog to promote and post sneak peeks of my books so if you're interested please check it out @foxy-writes I already have one book completed and it's sequel underway.

A quote from the 10th chapter of a book I'm writing :)

'I was waiting to show my mother in law my new painting so it was still propped on the easel long since dry.  Despite that I couldn’t help but wander towards it taking in the different gray brush strokes that were visible around the painted silhouette of a familiar man with horns propped up on his head and eyes as deep as all of the world's oceans. Taking the portrait of the easel I set up a clean canvas and got to work putting thoughts into paint and just as before the devil appeared in my art as though it was there solely to remind me that my soul belonged to him and him alone.'

-Opinions?

Guys I gotta wrote a short story in under 2 days am I cooked?

I wrote the thing!!!

I didn’t mean to draft then finish 1.1k words like idk ~4-5 hours but here we are. First public fic :D

Please read tags because I am practicing writing for a horror comic sooooo ya. It’s not actually happening but i describe the things like they are happening

Hhhhh I want to get back into writing. I kinda need to if I want to successfully write and draw a comic but aaaaa idk

I worry about writing characters out of character or doing that awesome thing where I don’t know if I’m repeating myself 5 times or not. I used to write so eloquently when i was in middle school. What happened lmfao

Been taking a break from Kenshi, but the brain worm lives on ever more. God, I can’t get enough of Cat-Lon for the life of me-

I posted this once before, on a side blog, but I'm actually too proud of my writing skills to not put this out into the world somehow again.

I wrote a fic/story, in two seperate parts with a timeskip between, featuring Khada Jhin from LoL with an OC of mine, Ulysses.

Part one is here.

And part two is here.

I hope (if you decide to read) you enjoy it. I did put a lot of effort in, and even now reading it myself brings me joy. I hope it can for you, too.

What if after that you spent decades trying to bring my decying, lifeless body home, while with every year, my last wish doesn't just become a promise to your brother- it becomes an obsession. Your eyes slowly become darker and stop reflecting what you see; they only see one goal anymore, Earth. What if every roadblock becomes a mortal enemy to you as you try to bring the pile of bones, the ones that used to contain my soul, back- they're stripped of their flesh because you had nothing to eat on one of those long, Europa days when you were stranded from the rest of your brothers in arms. In fact, what if those brothers slowly began looking at you differently, and you know they're talking through their suits about something, but they're not including you. You can tell they're afraid of you, afraid after that night where they dug you out of the snow to see you gnawing on my skeleton, the remains of my moldy flesh scattered on the floor around you and spattered on your face. You didn't mind. Everything was for me, after all. So what if the others minded? You only had to finish the war to get back; you only had to defeat everyone else. You had to hurt the people who had taken me away. And as your good memories of me faded, they became the scraps of life you clung to, because you no longer had anything else. Your brothers never understood why if was so important to you to get me back to Earth, never understood that it wasn't because of my last wish anymore, it was because everything else around you had faded into static and your only peace would be found from burying me in my native land. You weren't even sure what you would do after, but you didn't think about that, all you had to do was keep on putting one foot in front of the other; keep killing one person after another. And what if, as the faces blurred together, you accidently killed your family? Your pack, that had traveled along with you, now lay silent among the pink-stained ice and snow? Well, you were fighting a war. Casualties were bound to happen. It wasn't even really your fault, was it- they were holding you back, trying to make you see that you were slowly dying from some disease you contracted after eating my flesh. But you knew, of course, that that wasn't true. They were only trying to keep you from returning with your brother to Earth, to stay there forevermore. If they were right? You didn't care. You trudged on, through snow and ice and sleet and bullets and guns and fighting and death, even though you were getting slower with every step, you kept walking. And what if, in the end, you looked around and saw that not even my bones were there anymore; your soul was now lost somewhere in the rubble. What if you looked up and thought you saw a glimpse of blue and green, somewhere out there, and felt your heart stop, there amongst the snow.

What if, later, your body was found and brought back to Earth, and I was finally able to rest happily?

What if that's when it ends?

What if it goes on forever?

what if we were brothers in arms in the war torn landscape of europa and i held your bleeding wound as the blood stained the endless, blinding white tundra, your bated breath asking me to bury you back home and our last memory together was looking up to the swirling rings of color on jupiter. what then.