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Hello, first time posting. I hope this is ok. Question about edit assessment.

Hi there! I am a complete noob in the writing /publishing world and have little help irl to help so I really appreciate this resource.

I have a question about edit assessment and it’s worth to a first time author and debut novel.

I was connected with a top tier editor with multiple award winning clients and NYT best sellers. They said for new authors they recommend an edit assessment.

The assessment covers plot/pacing/characterization/world/etc. and annotating the ms. for notes/queries, etc.. This includes line-editing the first 25 pages, so you see what I am seeing on the sentence level and use that as a guide as you revise to streamline and tighten the full manuscript, and page notes as needed, but not line-editing the full manuscript. This also includes answering follow up questions/a call to brainstorm after the edit letter, etc.

I was quoted a little over $3k for my 106k word novel. I’m not surprised because of her expertise and results however, it’s a lot. I have tightened up my ms., done a dozen of rewrites and have had it professionally line and developmentally edited already. It been read by beta readers with very positive feedback. I was actually just looking for query help initially.

I have a few questions.

  1. Is it worth it to pay this much for an assessment? This is not a full line edit.

  2. Would it be better to go on to query and reach out again for an assessment if I get no responses from

Any advice or two cents is much appreciated! Thank you in advance!

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2024/03/22
01:23 UTC

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Having more than one pen name?

Hi!

So I was just wondering what is like the general consensus on having more than one pen name. Let me explain.

I write mostly horror and I love it, but I also want to write some stuff in other generes or sub generes.

For example, some of the horror I’ve written takes place during our time, but I’d also like to write some historical horror or sci-fi horror set far in the future.

And putting horror aside, I’d really like to just straight up write some sci-fi adventure stories, or some dramas or even some fantasy stuff. Maybe even a couple children’s books!

Now, I have a background in music, and in the music industry, it’s not always the most recommended thing to make a project where your first album is rock, and then you do a 180 and make your next EP or album a raver techno thing, and then do an ambient album and so on, because it can create confusion in your audience, and maybe the audience that loved your rock album, won’t love anything else.

Now, I know the literary industry and the music industry aren’t the same, which is why I’m asking this here, but if I wanted to explore multiple genres, would it be better to create pen names to explore said genres? I mean, I think that as someone who writes horror, it would probably be a good idea to create another pen name if I want to write a children’s book, but besides that, should I make other pen names for exploring sci-fi, drama and/or fantasy?

Like, I know for instance, that Stephen King has done non horror things before, like the body, or the Shawshank redemption, or the green mile, but I feel like the settings and general vibe still scream King, even if it’s not horror. If I were to write a horror thing set in today’s day and age, and then wrote a space opera novel, and then a historical drama, or an epic fantasy, I feel like the vibe would feel far too different and idk if that could lead to this like “confusion” that might drive away some potential readers from reading other stuff I write.

(I know I’m thinking far in the future and I should first worry about writing something to begin with, but please humor me and imagine I already have a bunch of books ready to be released, from each of the generes I talked about).

Let me know what you think. Thanks!

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2024/03/22
01:20 UTC

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Just finished my plot grid and I’m so happy!

So I recently just finished this self-paced writing course that provides so many useful resources and information. Yesterday, I just finished my plot grid! I’ve been working on this project for quite some time and felt like I lacked clarity with it. Finally getting all my ideas into chronological order and seeing the story come together feels so good! I haven’t been this happy in so long! No matter how frustrated I became, no matter how much I’ve changed and restarted, I was NOT giving up on this story. It means way too much to me to do that. I’m way more confident in my project than I have ever been before, especially because I have direction. I just wanted to come on here and share this little celebration. Hopefully it sparks some inspiration for you! Now to just get my writing to not sound like a poorly written wattpad fic🥲 (also I’m sorry if this post isn’t allowed, it was removed from the writing subreddit.)

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2024/03/22
01:13 UTC

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A short story of mine, perhaps a full length? (12 pages, 4355 words) Let me know what you think

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2024/03/22
01:11 UTC

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Hello!

Does anyone have any advice for a writer? I want to possibly find a good writing job, I am graduating with a creative writing degree this year . Any advice is super appreciated!!

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2024/03/22
00:53 UTC

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How's this for a first page? (YA Sci-Fi)

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2024/03/22
00:50 UTC

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Sometimes reading makes me question if my writing is good enough.

I struggle sometimes with descriptions, although in my current novel I'm working on it to the best of my ability. I read frequently and sometimes feel insecure about my ability to describe things compared to the author I'm reading.

Does anyone have any tips for getting better at this/not comparing myself so heavily? It's really weighing down on me.

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2024/03/22
00:49 UTC

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We Just Run - A modern, episodic pulp adventure

Hi there, writers subreddit!

I've been showcasing my longest-running project to people in private for a while now, but I feel the need to gather more impressions and feedback from people who don't know me and don't feel compelled to only give positive critique. This is the first 'Episode' of this work, which is written in a format similar to that of a syndicated TV show.

Title: We just Run

Length (words): 2516

Genre: Pulp Adventure, Action-Fantasy, Mystery, Romance

Tone: Sassy, Nonconformist, Snappy, Adventurous, Not entirely serious, Dark in a spicy way

Age rating: 16+ - Violence, Swearing, Sensitive Topics

Summary: Alex Martinez is an unending source of high-flying, low-spelunking and everything-in-between adventure. When her obsession with ancient buildings and people gets her to Italy, she makes a fateful encounter that will change the life of her and her family forever. Ancient conspiracies, monsters, government agents, violence, property damage, wild romance, dark secrets hidden behind one's own face and death waiting around every corner... Or, as Alex calls it, 'Tuesday'

I'm open to impressions and critique, and please be honest. Just no personal insults.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1VaSPX8bDtDHCJoOFifBQxkF9bWHVh1QWDW45CbD2yKM/edit?usp=drivesdk

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2024/03/21
22:25 UTC

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Erotic scene

It is translated from Czech by Chatgpt, so it's not as good as it was, but I'd like to see your point of view on this scene in general. The thoughts of Jeremy are the sentences in brackets ()

Jeremy stood by the bed, ready and hard. Beatrice pulled the corner of the towel and let it fall freely to her feet. (Beauty, like in a baroque painting, I mustn't rush too quickly. Can you hear me, Jordan junior?) Jeremy thought to himself and told her, "You look amazing." Beatrice blushed slightly with embarrassment. Apart from the girls from the boarding school, Jeremy is the first one to see her naked. Jeremy approached her and hugged her naked curvy body. He had longed to do this for a while. His erect penis slipped into the space between Beatrice's thighs. He whispered in her ear, adorned with golden earrings, "Lie down on your back and spread your legs, I'll show you something." Beatrice nodded with a smile and went to the bed, while Jeremy noticed her love handles and thought:(Damn, she's the embodiment of all my sexual fantasies.) As Beatrice lay on the bed and spread her legs, Jeremy came to the bed and knelt above Beatrice. They started with normal kissing. Jeremy could smell the soap, it was a pleasant scent but overridden by his animalistic scent, which excited Beatrice. Then Jeremy moved lower and began kissing her neck, causing Beatrice to start sighing softly. (Yeah, it's going well!) He added nipple massage to the neck kissing, which was already hard as stone and Beatrice had goosebumps on them. The sighing intensified, and Jeremy thought it was time. He hugged her belly and buried his head in it to play with the oxygen supply a bit; she flinched a bit, but in the rush of excitement, she was back to semi-loud sighing. Jeremy kissed her belly button and went down, between her legs. (And now, the grand finale, please cue the dramatic drums, ladies and gentlemen.) He started running his tongue over Beatrice's thighs, who began shouting in Italian with her eyes closed: "Si! Si! Non fermarti! Perfavore continua!" (What did Jack say? Practice makes a master. And the best is yet to come, darling.) He started kissing her labia, feeling the warmth of her skin, the explosions of Italian continued and intensified. Jeremy moved inside, ran his tongue inside the labia for a while, and sensed the sour taste. Just as he was about to start searching for the clit, Beatrice screamed a few incomprehensible Italian words and ejaculated. Jeremy wiped his face on the sheet, lay down next to Beatrice, and said, "I guess I'll start taking Italian lessons." Beatrice smiled exhaustedly, and when Jeremy asked her how she liked it, she just said, "You were amazing, I've never felt better." "You're exaggerating again, I'm not that good. Was that your first orgasm?" "Probably yes. But now it's your turn." "On me? You didn't get enough?" "It will be enough for me when you're finished too." "I was afraid you wouldn't say that," Jeremy said casually and told Beatrice to go up, that now it's his turn down there. As she knelt over Jeremy, her breasts were only a few centimeters from his chest and swayed slightly. In the sitting position, Beatrice's cave wasn't very visible; her sagging belly shaded it. When Jeremy's glans entered between her lips, it hesitated for a moment. Jeremy was scared that the condom might rupture upon contact with the hymen in this position because he wasn't sure if he could pull it out when she knelt on him. Eventually, it relented, and Jeremy's penis entered with a slap, and Beatrice sat down. Jeremy felt pleasantly immobilized. (Oh God, give me strength.) He started moving his hips, up and down, thrusting, then, completely spontaneously, he hugged Beatrice and pulled her down with him. They were face to face, passionately kissing with occasional use of the tongue. But most of all, Jeremy was excited by her belly, which pressed against his own, creating a beautiful contrast. They both undulated in the same rhythm, her buttocks slapped against each other, and Jeremy started speeding up, no longer wishing for it to last forever, wanting to bring it to a successful conclusion. (It's coming, get ready, watch out…!) And he ejaculated. He loosened the hug and sank into the pillow; he was literally drained. If you asked Jeremy what was by far the most challenging thing today, he'd likely tell you it was getting out of bed and disposing of the condom.

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2024/03/21
22:24 UTC

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E-book for free?

E-Book for free?

Hi guys, I have a good offer for you, I will give you a free copy of my story The Christmas curse the message on the wall, but you need to give me your truly opinion for it

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2024/03/21
21:31 UTC

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Getting Access to Literary Reviews out of College

I'm now a few years removed from college and am trying to get back into writing. I've been writing for about the past seven months, I have a consortium of pieces (few of which are good) and as I polish them up I'm trying to figure out where I ought to submit them to. My challenge is I don't want to submit blindly to magazines I've never read, but I can't go paying for New Criterion, Granta, Ploughshares, and the 101 other literary magazines as I decipher what magazines publish what kind of writing. I'd be broke in a month. What are your all's suggestions?

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2024/03/21
21:02 UTC

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This is an excerpt from my novel, how does it make you feel? Does it look interesting?

Jeremy walked home from the bar. It was about a twenty-minute walk, so he thought a stroll in the fresh air couldn't hurt. On his right side was the Pasadena City Hall, which vaguely resembled the Capitol Building in Washington DC. Jeremy had never been outside of California and wondered what it would be like to see real snow, pine forests, the Washington Monument, and the White House. Just don't worry, buddy, someday when you're over there, you'll travel as you please. Yeah, but how? Damn, I could dream about it, but what will I do to make it happen? Should I apply to university? End up behind a desk like an office rat? Yuck. Those are not for me. And what about my boxing? You know, to be as good as Larry Gains, your idol. It's possible, but realize how quickly boxers age, you win a title, someone younger, stronger, and faster than you shows up. And besides, fights are mostly rigged, at least that's what Dad said. And here I am, twenty-three, and I don't know what to do. That's the situation. Damn it.

And so Jeremy walks, immersed in his own existential problems, unaware of what's happening around him. I should be home soon. But suddenly, his radar in his head starts telling him that something is wrong. So he lifts his head, looks around, and sees something that makes his hair stand on end with horror. On the other sidewalk lay a mutilated corpse leaning against the wall. One ear was cut off, something resembling a tic-tac-toe grid was carved on the forehead, and the mouth with battered teeth was slashed from ear to ear, so the corpse smiled horrifically. To top it all off, there was a gaping wound the size of an adult hand in the abdomen, oozing blood onto the corpse's lap and onto the sidewalk. Jeremy stood there, unable to move. He was looking at something he didn't even understand himself. After a moment, he realized that the corpse wasn't alone there. A piece away from it was a guy in a black suit and a hat with shoulders broader than most doors, holding down an old wrinkled man who was twitching and trying to scream. Facing the old man was a figure in a white tuxedo and black pants. He was facing away from Jeremy, so he couldn't see his face, but from a distance, it was clear that he was completely bald and reflecting the light from the street lamp. The bald man started reaching into his breast pocket. He was speaking the whole time, but Jeremy couldn't understand a word. The bald man pulled out a thin, shiny black object about five inches long. It had two shiny buttons on it. The bald man pressed the small one and then the big one. A blade about fifteen centimeters long shot out from the thin black rod. It gleamed disgustingly in the light of the lamp. There were traces of blood on it. The bald man barked something at his goon, who held the old man down. He unbuttoned the old man's coat and started cutting off the buttons on the old man's shirt one by one. The old man looked like he was about to either faint or die of horror any moment. It all took about ten seconds, but to Jeremy, it felt like hours. You can't let this happen, you can't let those bastards do this to that helpless old man like this! No no no, not in my city! I hope you're watching, God, I'm about to commit heroism. And look, a loose steel pipe! Can it be broken off? And I've got it, don't worry, old man, I'm coming. Jeremy quietly and quickly started running with the pipe in his hand. The burly guy noticed him and started shouting at his boss, who was already playing with his blade on the old man's chest. He turned around and only managed to say in surprise, "What do you want here, n****r..." before he received a steel pipe blow to the temple. At that moment, the bald man collapsed to the ground, and his knife fell to the floor. The bodyguard threw the old man to the ground and lunged at Jeremy.

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2024/03/21
20:28 UTC

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Opinion on this hook?

"There's this one question that weirdly stuck out to me, "can you survive a world of nihilism?" Today, I finally found out what that meant."

It's for a fantasy book. If you'd like, you could share yours.

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2024/03/21
20:25 UTC

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Yeah, I think I had a crush on her.

She's cute, She's smart, She's nice.

I like the way she gets annoyed at my obnoxious friend, yet still listens to him anyways. I like the way she gets excited over menial things, yet continues to share to the dead audience. I like the way she tries her best, even though those around her believe it's "cool" to do the bare minimum.

She has kindness, She shares, She has ambition.

I like the way her nose scrunches, wrinkling her forehead ever so slightly when she's disapproving. I like the way she puts her hands on her hips, mouth partially opened, glancing hopelessly when she wants to speak. I like the way she has a pip in her step when she's excited and proud, looking to lock eyes with me for silent approval, and a grin to match hers.

It sucks she just wanted to be friends.

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2024/03/21
20:15 UTC

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Revision #3 on my story

Ive recently revised the prologue in story. Let me know anything you like or dislike, or if there is anything I can do to improve it. Prologue here

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2024/03/21
19:51 UTC

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Thematic character/plot conflict help

I've had a basic plot idea for quite a while now and am kinda scatterbrained on how to develop it. The basic idea is an eccentric billionaire, think Jack Sparrow cross the Joker, uses his wealth and power to start up a game business which is just cross-country tag. This part is mainly a metaphor for how anything goes with billionaires.

The plot starts at the inaugural run of the game, in which 4 people, billionaire included, have to find the celebrity endorser for the project. It all starts fine, until some convenient events start taking place, traffic lights changing color at different times, protests that appear staged etc. Behind the scenes, this is because the billionaire planned it, and as the game progresses, the plans become so elaborate that members of the public are in danger... The billionaire is still hunting for the endorser who may be hiding out of fear than compliance. This then turns into the others apprehending the billionaire who hides in plain sight, preying on herd mentality to disguise himself. He pretty much understands people to a tee, feasibility aside. By the end, his motive is revealed to be him being too rich, and him wanting to do something that matters, so he thought by staging an event that preyed on the weaknesses inherent in crowds, he'd either force people to adapt or they'd die trying as the world fell apart around them.

I've also kicked around the idea of him being explicitly accounting for peoples' lives, as in he makes sure no-one dies even if he does make society go to crap, and that could resolve in an arc showing him that while he may have forced them to adapt and ensured they were still breathing, he exploited them like lab rats which suggests to him that manipulation for good ends doesn't necessarily justify the means, maybe through some kind of hysteria.

I'm just looking for ideas on how I should go about adding characters and plot to this that have something to say on the core messages. I don't even know if 4 other players is necessarily ideal since I can't think of what they could add to the moral fabric. And that's not counting characters who aren't players, I kicked around some secret service leader who was protecting the endorser, and maybe the billionaire and the secret service could have disinfo campaigns to try and manipulate people further.

How could I add to this? Sorry for huge post btw, I've just had this idea forever and kinda got it out in a word salad. I'm sorry if it's in any way terrible as well. It was largely inspired by stupid action films like Skyfall, Bourne Ultimatum, the Fugitive, Dark Knight, Catch me if you can etc.

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2024/03/21
19:46 UTC

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Is this minor antagonist too cartoonishly evil?

-ruler of a small kingdom for 35 years

-poisoned older brother so he could be heir

-married his second cousin

-ordered 50 POWs after a battle tied up and tossed in rivers to drown for...literally no verifiable reason

-another time ordered 600 corpses of slain enemy soldiers hung from tree branches in a forest (sometimes several corpses hung on the same branch if it was long enough) and the entire forest was just full of 600 rotting corpses hanging from trees

-fed the remains of a murdered rival to dogs in his dungeon

-5% of kingdom's population died during a famine caused by his scorched earth policies as response to an invasion by a rival kingdom a few years earlier

-superstitious,believed bathing in sheep's milk would prolong his lifespan

Etc.

Thoughts?

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2024/03/21
18:49 UTC

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AI-Elfy, a story about politics and technology

Hello, I'm writing a book called aielfy.com and posting it online. The first chapter is about our current national political climate, and the second is about a local community meeting. There is more information in the introductions.

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2024/03/21
17:10 UTC

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Would this first page keep you reading? [YA Fantasy]

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2024/03/21
16:50 UTC

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What is your opinion on Wattpad overall?

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2024/03/21
16:37 UTC

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I had this idea, but I don't know how to work with it, as it'll need heavy amount of Research.

The Idea is, writing a novel, on the Random Internet Mysteries.

Like, Cicada 3301 Ghostnet Infiltration Satoshi Nakamoto, founder of Bitcoin

Now, novel NOT about WHAT these mysteries are but what happened to them, or for example.

What happened to the people who Solved the puzzles of Cicada. It's already believed that they were hired by the creators of Cicada for a purpose that needed intelligence. But it doesn't matter, because the writer will design the path and what happened to them.

Now, I don't know if I ever will write this, just wanted to know if this idea sounds good or is just Meh.

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2024/03/21
16:12 UTC

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Read Aloud tool (female) voice change?

Hello, has anyone else who uses the Microsoft Word Read aloud tool struggled with the sudden change of the female voice? Last night I was listening to a new chapter of my novel, and the voice switched from the nice, neutral, female voice to some awful valley girl voice that is way overdramatic and assumes far too much about the emotion behind the text. The same phrase can be meant to be read a million different ways depending on the scene/context, but this perky new voice reads everything as if it’s a teacher reading to a group of kindergartners who are struggling to pay attention. I can’t use the tool any longer, and I’m struggling to find another tool to substitute. I like Read Aloud in Word because I can use the app in iOS, pause and make changes and/or navigate the document, then hit play again. I can’t find another app that will let me import the doc and have the same ease of editing.

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2024/03/21
16:05 UTC

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Beginners/ workshop

Hi!

I want to try to get back into writing after a decade(lol) but I’m terrified of sharing my writing. I don’t consider myself a strong writer but it’s something I enjoyed at one point. I want to maybe try an online workshop for beginners so I can get an idea of where I’m at/ what I need to work on. Any advice for how to get started? :)

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2024/03/21
15:06 UTC

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What is the best writing advice you've ever received that you wish someone had told you when you were starting your journey as a writer?

I would appreciate some advice from you to aid me on my new adventure. It's my first time doing something with a mindset to have a career in that, and I'm looking for a great deal of support with that. Also, English is not my first language, so if you have any advice, particularly for non-native English speakers, please share that.

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2024/03/21
14:51 UTC

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Is this first page compelling?

The bite itself had been underwhelming.

It happened while Dorothy was scrubbing her own blood from the floor. She was halfway through disassembling yet another failed ritual, grumbling to herself as she tried to pin down where she went wrong. Sure, the candles were a little old, and it had taken her quite a while to get the old burnt wicks to catch alight; and sure, she’d gotten a little squeamish about the blood, and her shaking fingers meant the rune looked more like the wobbly crayon drawings her grandma used to put on the fridge. But rituals were pliant, and those minor mistakes should have been forgivable in the grand scheme of things. At the very least, the attempt should have resulted in some sort of reaction– all she’d gotten for her troubles was a brief flash of light and the magical equivalent of a dial tone.

It had to be the body. Or, more specifically, the lack thereof.

Scrubbing was hard work, and Dorothy’s wrists were weak. When they got too sore, she leaned back against her grandmother’s favorite chair. Once upon a time it’d been a classy tartan, but over time it’d morphed into more of a dingy, threadbare brown. Despite the damage, it brought Dorothy comfort. Though she was a bit young to wax nostalgic about anything, Dorothy was a peculiar girl that never let her tender age stop her from dipping into levels of melancholy more befitting of an old crone. Her mother often called her dour, usually while passive-aggressively trying to take charge of her wardrobe, and her father’s favorite phrase to sling around her was, “Lighten up.”

Her grandmother, though– her grandmother understood her better than anyone. She’d trusted Dorothy to be left to her own devices from a young age, only supplying a guiding hand when requested. She was happy to let Dottie drink her fill of all the books at her disposal, without regard for made-up constraints such as bedtimes and ‘appropriate’ hobbies. For a girl raised by a straight-laced, white-picket-fence nuclear family, her grandmother was a godsend, her cottage nirvana.

And then she’d gone and died.

Old age, her parents told her. Heart stopped working, simple as that.

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2024/03/21
14:35 UTC

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Am I trying too hard?

For context, I am writing a dark fantasy isekai novel, wherein the basic twist or unique spin I put was having a villain protagonist. The basic gist of it is that the MC is summoned to another world with a total of four other people as 'heroes'. However, the MC gets turned into a demon and then enters a contract with the Demon King in which he has to kill all of the 'heroes' originally summoned to the world. The scene underneath is like a slight showcase of one of his abilities.

A dark figure trounced around the darkened woods, with only the whistle of the wind accompanying the presence. The hunter's instincts flared, as though he were in the presence of a beast unbeknownst of human features. In just one instant, he felt a presence near him, yet before he could react, he felt a cold touch pervade his neck. He spun around, faster than any other time in his life. His hunting days had immediately flashed in his mind as he saw the man before him. The figure stood to be as tall as him, almost six feet in height. Yet the most dazzling feature about the man were his eyes. One was a collage of all the known colors in the world, a kaleidoscope centered pupil. The other held a single symbol within it. An 'S' symbol. Before the hunter could utter even a word, he felt the oddest sensation around the area of contact, so eerie it caused him physical nausea. The man looked around, seemingly waiting for something. The hunter, oh so frightened, yelled out. "Who are y-", his sentence was interrupted, as it seemed he could no longer speak. So began his transformation.

The hunter suddenly convulsed inwardly, his stomach prolapsing ten times over. The nauseous feeling took him over as his hands turned a shade of red and purple so vile, it made him retch. The enamel on his teeth began to crack and chip, fleshy tendrils replacing them, almost like worms burrowing into the dirt. Slits now appeared all over his body, like eyes waiting to open. The previously discolored hands now burst into a slew of blood and bones. The blood beneath his flesh began to boil, causing his skin to melt off of the bones at their base. His voice box contorted and reshaped itself, making noises and sounds so similar to squelching and choking sounds, which were disturbing to say the very least. It seemed as though his brain had started to be affected as well, as he had suddenly felt the unmistakable urge to assimilate things within himself, like a hive mind but much more literal. His mind began to break as the urge grew stronger, as he neared the climax of his transformation. At the peak of his transfiguration, his body temperature neared white hot levels, completely liquifying his body. And as his innards hit the stained grass, so too did his consciousness cease to exist. Yet even in complete absence of life, his body continued to function. All of the liquids which were poured onto the earth began to condense and reform on the ground, growing to the size of a large dingo. Its form compacted into one more flexible and durable than any human could ever achieve.

Any normal person who had seen such would instantly throw up their entire stomach, yet the man, no, the demon's face morphed into a horrific grin. His smile extended from eye to eye, rye with vigor and pride. What monster could create such an abomination, and look at it so proudly?

6 Comments
2024/03/21
13:40 UTC

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Custom Fonts

Are there any ways to add custom fonts (the ones that were downloaded from the internet) in Google Docs? (I only use mobile). If not, are there any other writing apps where I can add custom fonts?

4 Comments
2024/03/21
13:16 UTC

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