📖a messy nano WIP 📝

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Welcome back to my itsy-bitsy corner of the web, today I am going to talk about a dangerous trial called; NANOWRIMO!!! It’s a writing challenge to encourage budding authors but it usually just leaves me burning in failure because I never plan well enough…😓

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Although I think it is a really great learning experience and kinda fun getting pushed to complete a novel in thirty days!

I am really excited for nano this year because I was planning on writing a novel this year and nano makes me really excited!

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I don’t feel comfortable sharing that much info on my novel because I don’t want anything to get stolen! I am still trying to decide on which book cover to use or what look I am going for AND I HAVE NO IDEA HOW THE STORY IS GOING TO FLOW SO OOF

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If you guys like any of these please tell me! The hint for the book genre is DYSTOPIAN!!

Sooo yeah I am still pretty confused on where my book is going but I am sure I will figure it out somehow! Last year nano was so much fun because I did it in a little club with Tess(blackiesunshine) and some other fun bloggers! I loved it and I hope she hosts that again!! WINK WINK (please Tess host it again ;D)

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I worked reaaaally hard on these and I made only two of the MAIN MAIN MAIN MAIN CHARACTERS!

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YEEEEEEEEEEET! I really hope you guys like them! I did take quite a lot of hard

WORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRK!!

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I am really excited for nano this year, and just a LITTLE STRESSED OUT! *twitches* AND NOW ITS TIME FOR A LITTLE PIECE OF WRITING TO INSPIRE ALL OUR BUDDING AUTHORS 😀

Asher walked into the room in deep thought, wondering why he was even here. With a sigh, he took a seat in the blank room. Almost like the blank page when you start Nanowrimo on November 1st and you have absolutely no idea what to write.

“Hi there Asher, take a seat! Oh, you already have, never mind then” I smiled, waving at the insecure bean.

“Greetings and Salutations.” Asher nodded, feeling a bit nervous. He had never been in an interview before. He started fidgeting with the zipper on his black trenchcoat. It was getting warm in the room so he started to take it off.

“Uh, have you seen Cleo yet?” I asked, hoping not to frighten the anxious boy.

“No, sorry Miss. I haven’t… I don’t really know who Cleo is…” He mumbled, taking off the rest of his coat and sitting it next to him in the empty chair beside him. Then the door burst wide open and a flurry of a human ran in, obviously a mess. 

“Sorry, I’m Late!” The girl stammered, nearly dropping everything in her hand. She struggled to stand still, wobbling about and trying to regain balance.

I blinked, trying to conceal a giggle at the poor girl. Two anxious younglings in one day. That was different from the usual. “Are you Cleo?” I asked,”I’m Ava and I will be asking you two a few questions.”

“Yeah! I’m Cleo, sorry about the bad introduction, I was pretty busy this morning and…yeah.” She said, finally taking a seat in the blank white chair.

Asher glanced over at the girl and smiled a bit. “Hi, I’m Asher.” The girl nodded at him and softly smiled.

“Alrighty…” I said, biting my lip and looking over my list.”Just to let you both know, you are in the writing hub. Fictional characters that will soon be developed and sent to the other realities or fictional worlds.”

Asher felt quite confused. He never thought that he was fictional, or made up. He had feelings and thoughts and… he most certainly thought he was real. “Soo… we aren’t human like you?”

I sighed, feeling somewhat confused myself. It was hard to explain how stories and characters were made and it wasn’t often talked about. I had no training in this subject. “Uhhh… It’s hard to explain…I don’t even fully know all of the world’s writing secrets. You’d have to ask the creativity master.” I mumbled.

Cleo hadn’t spoken for a while, but her ears perked when she heard of some master. “Creativity Master?” She thought aloud, unsure if she was truly asking a question or not.

“Nevermind that! On with the questions!” I said, quickly scanning through my paper. Maybe I really wasn’t set out for the amazing role as an author, maybe I should just go back to reading books every day.

maybe I should just quit… and stop dreaming

“Ava?” The room is blurry and I hear people calling my name. I blink and open my eyes to the blank piece of paper facing me. Then I look up out the window facing me above my desk and I see a bird. A little yellow bird trying to fly. It falls at first, but then… it soars. The little bird keeps trying and trying until it can fly so high it touches the clouds.

With a smile on my face, I seize my pencil and begin to write. Because just like the little bird, I will teach myself how to fly.

Wow, that didn’t turn out well. 

I mainly posted that because I really wanted to write and I failed. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS DURING NANO!:P

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well that was fun HAH everyone’s nano WIP looks so nice and mine is just AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

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well. I hope you guys enjoyed me struggling at writing a blog post 😛

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Are you doing nano this year? Did you enjoy my hamilton gifs? Do you struggle to write?

thanks so much for reading! have a great day <33

 

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Word War Part Two of Chapter One

Sorry for taking forever to write this, I hope you guys enjoy it!


I’m seven and I’m afraid of the dark, because when it’s dark the raiders come. My parents never tell me why the raiders come, I’m not quite sure why. Every night they bang on our door. My parents go to the door and open it. Then the raiders yell at them and threaten them. I can hear their angry curses from my room. I hear my parent’s cries and shrieks.

My parents come into my room. They tuck me in and say goodnight. Placing gentle kisses on my forehead. Then they leave me in the dark silence. I drift into deep slumber.

 

I wake up to shouts of dispute.

“Please!” My mother cries, “Don’t kill him!”

I sit up frozen in my bed.

“Don’t worry, you don’t have to sulk. You’ll be killed next.” A gruff voice replies.

I huddle under my covers. Trying to fall asleep. Hoping everything is a dream.

 

…Eight Years Later…

 

 

 

I ran into the darkness. My boots clashed against the mud. Dirt splattered onto my shirt. I spotted a gray rock in my muffled peripheral vision. I collided with it, causing my body to ache in deep pain. You’re almost there. All the earth whispered. I can’t stop now. I slowly got up, my silent cries filling the sky. The heavy winds forced me to stop, but I kept on pushing through. I stopped abruptly, falling to the ground. I forced myself up and kept on running. I ran further and further into the woods. I was lost. Lost in the wilderness. My heart beat faster as I ran deeper into the forest. Suddenly I lost control. I was so tired. I tried to breathe, but I couldn’t. I was helpless. I slowly sunk into the ground.

I woke up to the sound of birds. I blinked rapidly. Retracing everything that had just happened.

“I should be running.” I scolded myself. I lifted myself up and began to run. After running for about an hour I reached a small pond. Water. Clear water. I smiled.

The sun shone against the clear pond. Birds gathered near and fish leaped into the air.  A bunny hopped by and ran into the lovely meadow that was behind the pond. I was astonished by its beauty, its ordinary yet extraordinary beauty. I knelt against the bay, getting ready to place my hands into the water. Until a horrifying vision appeared in my peripheral vision. A dead man floating out of the water and onto the grassy bay. Strange things cuffed onto his arms and feet. Electrical currents floating into the pond. Sparks rapidly flashing every few seconds. Was he crazy? Water and electric don’t mix. I was afraid and frightened. But I wanted to help him. I remembered learning about CPR when I was younger. It wouldn’t hurt to try. So I walked over to the man. He was wearing a corduroy trench coat. With a compass in his right hand and a pocket watch in the other. I took a deep breath and began to start. After a while, his heart began to beat. Getting faster and faster each second. He blinked rapidly and then his eyes closed to a shut.


 

It’s your turn Starling!

 

 

 

 

Story Idea?

Millie had never seen the sunlight…

It was always dark and the weather was harsh.

Billowing winds, stormy nights. Fear. Loneliness. Sadness.

She grimaced and kicked at the gray sand. Everything was horrid. It was all her fault. She was different from the other Astracals. She was strange… She could read minds…

 

Word War prep

Word War

Characters:

Aris @ awkwardaris is Mira Stark

Saanvi is Ava

Starling is Raven

I am Millie

Blackie Sunshine is Ned Forbes

Lainey is Elise


Please list your characters in the comments like this:

Name; Millie

Age: 14

personality: bubbly, funny, nice, kind, artistic, RANDOM, awesome, friendly, brave fearless.

Looks: Dark brown skin, curly black hair with a lavender streak. Millie is slightly tall for her age. Purple eyes, longish eyelashes.

Extras: Millie has a silver bow and sea foam colored arrows.


Okay, I have no idea how this is going to work XD.

After I get each of the characters information I will write chapter one. Remember, everyone has the creative liberty to control your character in the chapter. Please do not kill others characters in your chapters.

I can’t wait to start!

Ava

Word War update 2

Word War

Characters:

Aris @ awkwardaris is Mira Stark

Saanvi is Ava

Starling is Raven

I am Millie

Blackie Sunshine is Ned Forbes

Lainey is Elise


Since everybody signed up for Team Wanderer we will not actually be against each other, it will be a group story. 🙂

I will post the first chapter on August 2nd.

Learn more here and here

Ava