Category: Word War

How I plan during Camp Nano+cute excerpts!

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Welcome back to my itsy bitsy corner of the web! Today’s post is going to be another Camp NaNoWriMo themed post! Nanowrimo is short for National Novel Writing Month (which is in November!) Camp Nano is in spring and encourages you to write! It’s really fun because you can have a cabin with your friends and new friends and have fun writing! So in today’s post, I am going to be showing you guys how I prep daily during NaNoWriMo!

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So the first thing I do is write the date and my word goal! This way I can look back at my goal later in the day.

 

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After that, I write down what I need to do. Such as where the plot is going, things I want to add into my story, stuff like that!

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Then I log in my Word Sprints and write down my goals for them!

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(sorry for messy handwriting btw!)

This is a really great way to keep track of your writing and daily goals.

It really helps me when I set daily goals because I feel like I write more than when I don’t set goals!

Now onto the excerpts!

Now, these are going to be pretty cringey and I probably need to edit more but yeah!

+ Pippa climbed out of bed. Her foot pierced into one of her brother’s Legos. “Ugh,” She grumbled under her breath. “LEO I TOLD YOU TO GET YOUR LEGOS OUT OF MY ROOM!” She screamed, a little louder than she meant too. She was getting a little frustrated. She woke up late, stepped on a dangerous object, she was sure the day would only get worse.
Pippa stumbled down the stairs, she was greeted by her two brothers. Leo and Arthur. They were almost like twins, two months apart and looked exactly the same. Plus they both were awfully mischievous. “What trick do you under your sleeves today?”
“Nothing!” Leo grinned. Leo’s full name was Leonardo and he was named after Leonardo Da Vinci ironically he didn’t have any artistic talent and his inventions never were for the better good, they usually lead to Pippa yelling at them.
Arthur, on the other hand, was obsessed with drawing. It was funny but Art actually kind of looked like Arthur, the cartoon anteater, with his circle glasses and yellow cardigan. 
“Sorry guys, I am really moody right now and would love if you guys could move out of the way so I can get something to eat-“
“YOU SHALL NOT PASS. “Arthur mimicked a deep voice.
“Lord of the Rings reference, Nice. But really, can you let me pass so I before I punch you guys.” Pippa smiled a bit.
The boys giggled. Pippa sighed, awaiting a prank or some sort of trick, but surprisingly nothing happened as she walked down into the kitchen. 

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 His trench coat was one of his most prized possessions. Not only was the long black coat comfy, but it was also quite charming and gave him a sophisticated air, which made him feel brilliant. His trench coat was almost like a child’s blankie, a special connection no one really understood. Trenchie (as Virgil liked to call it) was always there for him. There was never a day when Trenchie would let him down. “Come on Trenchie,” Virgil smiled to himself, “Let’s prove those bookkeepers wrong” And with that, Virgil left his humble abode, slamming the door behind him.

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+Virgil sat down at his desk trembling. Being a FictFinder was his life and now he was going to lose it just like everything else he loved. His Parents, His brother. He sighed and pulled out his binder. Nothing was even happening so why did the BookKeepers make such a big deal? Virgil was frustrated, angry and confused. Why was this happening to him? Who was doing this? Somedays he thought his life was a book itself and the bad things happened so that the readers wouldn’t be bored. Is it normal for your brother to die by falling into a pot of disappearance? Virgil sighed again. His brother was his best friend, and he always helped him. If Vincent was here right now he could probably get Virgil out of this mess.
Virgil’s phone beeped and he quickly pulled it out. It was a message from one of the BookKeepers. “Great.” He muttered, almost about to set down his phone and get back to doodling all over his case files, but something sparked in his brain. Maybe he should see what it said. Maybe if he paid more attention he would get to keep his job. Virgil picked up the phone and opened up the message.

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The boy began to walk off.
“Wait!”
The boy turned around, looking straight at her.
“i-I uh have a blog if you want to chat with me there. It’s called Bookish Pippa. Then you could maybe tell you more about yourself.” Pippa stammered. “-Only if you want!”
Virgil smiled softly, “I would love that. Bye Pippa.” He waved and walked down the road.
Pippa watched him slowly fade away into the city. Her heart was beating really fast and she felt as if she was dreaming. “Wow.” She gasped. She mounted back onto her bike. This was the first time anything romantic had ever happened to her. It was like a dream
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On the Virge: Thanks. Why are you up so late?
PipReads: Bad dreams. Wbu?
On the Virge: I don’t really sleep.
PipReads: Ah, that explains the eye bags
OnTheVirge: very funny
PipReads: What’s up with your name? OnTheVirge?
OnTheVirge: Well it’s kinda an inside joke I made with my brother. I was always just melodramatic and angry as a kid so my brother said on the virge instead of verge
PipReads: Aw that’s cute xD
OnTheVirge: Thanks… I guess?
Pippa was smiling very hard and she didn’t know exactly why.
PipReads: So how was the rest of your day?
OnTheVirge: It was actually horrible. I thought it was going to be good because I met you. But life doesn’t like to make me feel happy. SO right after we met, some random wind came and took away my book and I fell and it started to rain and now somehow I am internet famous and known by the world as a total joke and I have no idea how to get back to my world and this random guy let me stay at his house but he might be a killer.
PipReads: …
PipReads: Wow.
OnTheVirge: Yeah… I mean like my brother got dumped into some weird pot and disappeared, some evil crazy queen is trying to destroy me and I lost my only companion.
Pippa laughed, assuming he was joking. He must have been a huge fan of the BookKeepers. That was basically what happened to the character Virgil.
PipReads: YOu definitely are a BookKeepers fan. You don’t have to hide it I am a huge fan too!
OnTheVirge: ???
OnTheVirge: What even is that?
PipReads: You gotta be kidding me. Its a book series that you described your life after!
OntheVirge: ???
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OnTheVirge: I should probably be getting to sleep. I have a long day tomorrow…
Pippa smiled sadly, she didn’t want him to leave.
PipReads: Okay! I will talk to you tomorrow!
OnTheVirge: Sweet Dreams Pip!
Pippas cheeks warmed as she stared at the message. It was so cute!
PipReads: You too!
Pippa smiled and sat her phone back on her nightstand, dozing off to sleep and dreaming of the boy who had stolen her heart.

 

 

And those were the excerpts

PLEASE DO NOT STEAL ANY OF THIS.

this story Idea is something that I love so much PLEASE DO NOT STEAL

AGAIN please do not steal any of my work. If you do I will hunt you down and FITE you

Just kidding guys.

I WILL KILL YOU

with kindness, of course 😉

XD I am having a blast with these jokes.

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I hope these tips helped you if you are struggling to write your novel! They sure did help me! Thanks so much for reading!

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Did these tips help? Did you like my excerpts? Are you doing Camp Nano?

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📖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

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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?

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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

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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