I Will Die On This Hill That It Was A Sin Against Lady Whistledown That We Were Not Treated To A Classical

All acceptable and encouraged forms of fanfiction. Thank you creators

“This reads like fanfiction (it feels like it was written by a preteen, and most of such things posted publicly are fanfic)” vs “This reads like fanfiction (it has a focus on character and relationships, like the style of a lot of modern fanfic)” vs “This reads like fanfiction (it keeps referencing people and events with the assumption that the audience is already familiar with them, like how fanfic doesn’t need to rehash the source material)”

My Soul Alight: XXI

My Soul Alight ➛ Chapter XXI - find it right here! ➛ As always, let me know what you think :)

XXI Preview:

[…]

“This is a bad idea,” Clarke murmurs, when Lexa breaks the kiss.

“Yes.” Lexa agrees.

“It doesn’t feel like a bad idea.”

“No.”

“But it is.”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“It will put you in great danger,” Lexa says, her eyes falling to the floor between their feet.

“You and me both, I assume.”

“Yes.” A trembling breath escapes Lexa’s lips, heavy like lead.

“What are you not telling me?”

[…]

Using the appropriate vocabulary in your novel

It is very important that the language in your novel reflects the time and place in which the story is set.

For example, my story is set in Italy. My characters would never “ride shotgun”, a term coined in US in the early 1900s referring to riding alongside the driver with a shotgun to gun bandits. 

Do your research! A free tool that I found to be very useful is Ngram Viewer. 

You can type any word and see when it started appearing in books. For example…one of my characters was going to say “gazillion” (I write YA) in 1994. Was “gazillion” used back then?

And the answer is…YES! It started trending in 1988 and was quite popular in 1994.

Enjoy ^_^

Hanging Hearts

Watercolor and Ink on Cotton Paper

2019, 5"x 7"

Bleeding Hearts

Clarke

Looking forward to a The 100 « Puppy Episode »

Ya know, an episode similar to the one on Ellen when Susan and Ellen kiss for the first time.

Scene Clarke and Bellamy have an intense moment, kiss and then pull apart with a funny look on their faces followed by this dialogue.

Bellamy Ummm

Clarke: Ahhhh

Bellamy: Did you feel anything?

Clarke (shaking head): Nope. No spark.

Bellamy (nodding): Yep, none.

Clarke (shrugs shoulders): Cool. So about those plans We are about to change 20 times in the next 42 minutes ....

Day Sixty-four

@the-wip-project

Q64: How do you start writing a new story?

My answer: usually, an idea comes to me when I least expect it, e.g., in the shower, while driving, just before I fall asleep. To take an idea from a day dream to an actual story, I jot down some notes about the idea. The next step for me is to think about who would be an interesting character to have in the story. Are their any tropes I can spin on their head with this character? Then I write a short dialogue between two characters who are discussing the story I want to write. If the idea and story still interest me, I write it :)

Thank you for sharing this.

Here is a very useful resource where FOG is an acronym for “fear, obligation, guilt”. The website is intended for those who are in relationships with people who have personality disorders but the toolbox is useful for everyone.

Out of the FOG | Personality Disorders, Narcissism, NPD, BPD

Out of the FOG | Personality Disorders, Narcissism, NPD, BPD

Helping family members & loved-ones of people who suffer from personality disorders.

it's hard to explain because inevitably you sound like an asshole, but some people are allowed to lose their temper, lose their mind - you're not, though.

when your friend never texts you first and misses your birthday and never makes an effort; you don't mind. you know she's struggling, and you want her to get the help that she deserves. you give her every excuse and every chance.

it shouldn't matter to you so much that people are always coming through for her. you want her to be happy, you love it for her. you love that her community rises up to the occasion. why does it bother you that when she snaps at someone, says horrible mean things - but two hours later, everyone is comforting her while she's crying. you know she's stressed. why do you kind of hate that she is welcomed back to her job, that her parents are endlessly wiring her money.

and you're - fuck, are you envious?

but when you don't text back, someone sits you down and says i know you're struggling, but you're being a bad friend. when you're too numb to show up for work, your boss just shakes his head. i'm sorry. i can't approve more time off. we have the company to protect. when you finally snap back at your family for making that shitty comment again, you're forced to apologize for being too sensitive.

god forbid you need something. people aren't used to you being the one asking. you're the giver like the book you hated; your pages all open and rumpled. you always have the answer, always have the solution. you are reliable, trustworthy. people like you don't struggle with things. you're supposed to be lifted by tragedy. you are given a maximum of 24 hours to grieve, and then you need to just behave at the party.

you can't read the giving tree without feeling like crying, and even that feels like it's too much emotion. like, nobody looks at you and assumes you're the tree; they'd name five other people before even considering you in the running. you're just there, never-asking.

your friend gets to say mean shit, that's just her personality. when you make a snide comment, you're just being petty. people laugh when your friend stands you up for another event; they say she's just like that. you were 5 minutes late to a meeting with friends and they were mad about it for the rest of the evening. your friend sets everything on fire; everyone applauds her through the ashes. you so much as light a candle: and suddenly now you're an arsonist.

you don't want your friend to suffer, though. the thing is that you just wish that the empathy and kindness your friend gets - you wish you had that option, that everyone offered you grace and money and a gentle reception.

the other day you were fighting down the bad urge; the void call, the end note. you tried-anyway. you went to the family event, tried laughing at the right moments. nodded and smiled and all of it. one of your siblings threw a fit, but she's allowed to, so everyone just rolled their eyes about it. you took 3 whole minutes to stand outside when you got overwhelmed. you literally set a timer about it.

in the morning you woke up to a text from your parents: you were a complete disgrace last night. idk what your attitude problem is, but you really need to fix it.

So, if I wanted a she-ra/ adora/ catra placemat, where could I get one?