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#WritingCommunity #WIPSnips #WritingPrompts wotd "miss"

Our Heroine has a conversation with her navvy. The thing to know re navvies is: since they exist kind of in a different plane of existence, their understanding of word meanings is often not precise, or sometimes roo precise.

“I’ll be good.” Arne promised. “I have books and some Lego and Mom said I could play on her phone.”
The kid was blond, with bright blue eyes. A smattering of freckles over his cheeks, and a missing tooth in his big smile.
Well, this would cement the fact that Mia had moved on. #wipsnips

August was heavy against his side. He was tall enough that his chin rested near Bel's temple. His proximity sent a thrill through Bel. His heart skittered in his chest. "I... have another one," he admitted, avoiding his gaze. "Another sketchbook..." "Can I see it?" August asked. Bel nodded and got to his feet--carefully, though he longed to bolt away. It wasn't worth upsetting August's wounds. He found his old sketchbook tucked into the bottom of his bag, beneath a neatly folded change of clothes, and brought it back to August. This time, he sat across from him and opened the book in his lap for August to see. He flipped the pages for him when August glanced up at him. Slowly, a smile spread across August's lips. It was tiny, and yet Bel cherished it. It had been days since he last saw it. He hadn't realized how much he missed it. "You're good," August told him. Bel blushed and fought the urge to snap the book shut. "I... had a lot of time on my hands."

"Missed" the last few #WIPSnips so hopefully this bit of fluff makes up for it! Love letting these two be sweet for a change #writesky #writingcommunity

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Six missed calls, eleven texts.  Fuck.  She had forgotten to turn the volume on and never even heard it.   All of the messages were from Allie and she was flipping out.  Something about a midget, a man wheeling one of those metal, old lady carts full of blankets, bottled water, and bags of chips, chanting about Jesus and judgment day, and the distinctive aroma of urine.  Bianca immediately called her. “Where the hell have you been?”  Allie screamed into the phone.  “I’m over here trying not to be abducted by some Born Again nuts while also avoiding being peed on by the homeless and you’re two hours late and not even answering your phone?”  She was hysterical and Bianca couldn’t help but laugh.  “It’s not funny!”

Slightly sheltered Allie is alone in Penn Station for the first time, waiting for Bianca to get there, circa early 2000s. Today’s #wipsnips word is “miss”. #writingprompts #writingcommunity #writersky #writesky

Black text, green background, “missing” highlighted blue I shake my head. "We were busy distracting your lobruto of a captain. Nice guy. Practically knocked my block off." She cocks her head and crosses the hall to me. Her hand runs along my cheek and turns my head as she examines it. That canned air seems awfully thin all of a sudden. "You seem pretty bruise-free on this block. Or am I MISSING a translation?" Her eyes flick down. "Did he knock something else off?" "No! No, you are not missing a translation!" I squeak, pressing myself back against the wall. She giggles. "You are too easy, Hale Q."

Hale really doesn’t know what to do with her flirting

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Lord Braxton Hemsmore, and Theröz Shenstien from the diesel punk drama, “airship dreams”

Ellen Hemsmore from the diesel punk drama, “airship dreams”

122 Theroz glanced up at the station clock. Seven hours until departure. Seven hours to stay unseen in a city that spoke in a hundred tongues. He pulled his satchel closer, unease prickling his skin. Because somewhere out there, he was certain brass eyes were watching. A porter barked something in rapid French at Ellen as she stumbled into his path, nearly toppling a stack of trunks. She flushed, stammering. Before she could answer, Braxton's cane clicked against the platform as he stepped forward, his tone calm and fluid. "Yes excuses, monsieur. C'est ma sœur. Nous sommes pressés, mais nous ferons attention." The porter blinked, muttered something about careless travelers, and moved on. Ellen exhaled sharply, cheeks pink. Theroz, watching from behind, raised a brow. "You speak French." Braxton's lips curved, not quite a smile. "Among others." Ashcroft gave him a sharp look. "Just don't draw more attention than you must." Braxton nodded, but his eyes gleamed. For once, his upbringing was more than a weight - it was a weapon. A vendor near the gates shouted over the noise, waving at Ellen. "Mademoiselle! Voulez-vous acheter des fleurs? Un porte-bonheur pour le voyage?" Ellen blinked, then smiled, slipping effortlessly into French. "Pas aujourd'hui, monsieur. Mais merci, elles sont magnifiques.

Ellen is playing the debutant and proper young lady perfectly
-Miss-
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From the diesel punk drama, “airship dreams”

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I noticed he's been calling his political opponents terrorists for a while now. He is dangerously unhinged.

I feel like these people think John Grisham was writing instruction manuals.

He promoted it??? I keep leaving Twitter and then I want to yell at crap like this in real time.

I haven't seen Love Actually.

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To be fair, I think there is more money to be made giving advice than working on publishing... So it attracts a lot of former publishing employees.

Is he taking credit for killing Osama, or just not liking him?

Same... Until the Bulletin folded.

It's my childhood paper... I have a lot of fond memories about reading movie reviews and comics, and darker ones about AIDS, which hit the city hard.

On a happier note, their critic hated Conan the Barbarian. One Star. IDK why I remember that.

While true, and I somewhat agree, that's not why the Wapo selected it for an op-ed. Taken together, those prices sound like a laundry list for hardening American hearts.

That might be my new subscription... I redubbed to the NYT holding my nose because I need some kind of American news, but the Inky is a noble paper

Hahah exactly.

In 2010, I would have thought there headlines with an Onion article.

They might as have their new caption be:

"Brutality is awesome!"

She knew how to use them. I haven't paid a ton of attention to the gossip, but I guess rumor has it she's the penname of an established author? This i believe... My money is on Maas.

I like this more than actor, however.

Expansive, nor expensive.

A totally OP protagonist or subvert the tropes, but either way, I appreciate narration that takes the time to tell me what things look like and suggests such an expensive history.

I hadn't even heard of it when I came up with navvy, but it makes wonder if there's kotor influence here too.

I started Empire of Silence by Ruocchio again. I have a pet theory re a reveal to come that I am wondering if I am right about. Again, am struck by how well done it is, especially considering the author's age when he wrote it. It is, as of now, hard to tell if it will become the story of--

They all think they're auditioning for wwf

Because other people who probably aren't real keep boosting the signal and telling them the threat is real. Social media is a very very messed up place.

I keep telling myself Miller's overstepped, gone too far, won't last, but no one is driving the damn bus.

They pretty much said that after Kirk was murdered.