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Raising a kid, making stuff up, figuring it out

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Ugh I might try. Just write the big scenes I know I need. Strange without the connective tissue and emotional through line.

01.02.2026 23:53 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

1000% a pantser. I may plot like the major story points in the order I want them. Outside that…it’s unknown until I get there.

And by major story points, I mean the 5 scenes I think can carry a novel hahaha

01.02.2026 20:30 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

Yesss this! Like I know what I want to fix. I may just like cut it up. You know? Save the parts I can and weave in my new arcs.

Tapestry it hahaha or quilt?? Maybe quilt is better.

01.02.2026 20:10 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

Anyone struggle with zero drafting?

8 chapters short of finishing a draft for a novella but realize I don’t have enough external stakes. I thought it would be shorter and could work a bell jar feel. It needs too much to continue. Two new characters. A new dynamic.

#writingcommunity #writesky

01.02.2026 19:52 β€” πŸ‘ 3    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 3    πŸ“Œ 0

I also have book banning and censorship as a plot line in my querying novel Shamelessly Wanting. Those mine is library and not teachers.

Good luck to you!

I love seeing themes and story ideas showing up differently in all our works.

01.02.2026 17:12 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0
In the early afternoon, when the parish gathered in the churchyard for the feast, Matthias
spent the hours avoiding Frau Annel. She thrust bowls in his hand, which he promptly offered to
others when her back was turned. The food smelled delicious. Yet he couldn't eat, so full was he
of want. So ached was his mouth for another sweetness.
It was after None that he finally slipped away from the church. Still a summer sun in the sky, he'd have hours yet till Vespers. Hours to spend with his angel. Which Ruin wasn't. They'd
said so more than once. Believed in mind, but not in heart. Not today. Words from the prayer's
psalm pulsed in his head: intellectum da mihi, et vivam.
Give me understanding and I shall live.
Live he must. By no other means than with Ruin's smile on his lips, their laugh in his ear,
their fingers threaded in his hair.
So quick were his steps, brambles scratched at his calves. It was faster to go through the
brush than around. As he lowered from the upper river bank into the clearing, he called out for the first time, "Ruin! I seek you."
No swish of skirts in the stream. Nor bubble of laughter. He ran his hands through his
hair, sweat slicking back errant strands. His shirt stuck to his lower back; he pulled it loose from
his trousers. No one by the maple tree, he'd circled its trunk. As he paced back to the bank, he
stripped of his shoes, shirt, and stockings; the garments trailed behind him. He dropped to the
ground, grass tickling his arms as he laid beneath the sun.
Palms pressed to his eyes, he whispered, "Mandasti justitiam testimonia tua: et veritatem
tuam nimis. Tabescere me fecit zelus meus"

In the early afternoon, when the parish gathered in the churchyard for the feast, Matthias spent the hours avoiding Frau Annel. She thrust bowls in his hand, which he promptly offered to others when her back was turned. The food smelled delicious. Yet he couldn't eat, so full was he of want. So ached was his mouth for another sweetness. It was after None that he finally slipped away from the church. Still a summer sun in the sky, he'd have hours yet till Vespers. Hours to spend with his angel. Which Ruin wasn't. They'd said so more than once. Believed in mind, but not in heart. Not today. Words from the prayer's psalm pulsed in his head: intellectum da mihi, et vivam. Give me understanding and I shall live. Live he must. By no other means than with Ruin's smile on his lips, their laugh in his ear, their fingers threaded in his hair. So quick were his steps, brambles scratched at his calves. It was faster to go through the brush than around. As he lowered from the upper river bank into the clearing, he called out for the first time, "Ruin! I seek you." No swish of skirts in the stream. Nor bubble of laughter. He ran his hands through his hair, sweat slicking back errant strands. His shirt stuck to his lower back; he pulled it loose from his trousers. No one by the maple tree, he'd circled its trunk. As he paced back to the bank, he stripped of his shoes, shirt, and stockings; the garments trailed behind him. He dropped to the ground, grass tickling his arms as he laid beneath the sun. Palms pressed to his eyes, he whispered, "Mandasti justitiam testimonia tua: et veritatem tuam nimis. Tabescere me fecit zelus meus"

I have to shelve my Father Matthias draft as I work out foundational issuesβ€”it’s more sexual awakening than plot πŸ˜… enjoyable, but not quite what I planned in my head.

Zeal is in Latin at the bottom: zelus.

Psalm 119:139: My zeal has consumed me…

#wipsnips #writingcommunity #amwriting #writesky

01.02.2026 17:09 β€” πŸ‘ 11    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

For the title alone! πŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ΅πŸ΅πŸ΅

31.01.2026 17:17 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

Is it true this has also been written by a Jennifer??

31.01.2026 17:15 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

Ooooh I love this! Also the name Bambi is highly underused ❀️

31.01.2026 17:09 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

Just want to say my mmc is also named Miles ❀️❀️

31.01.2026 16:41 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

Love this premise! Also I am so intimidated to try dual timeline. Would love to know how that was??

31.01.2026 16:30 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

Yes me too ❀️ tho I have decided to shelve fruit of ruin because I’ve accepted it has some foundational issues that need fixing before I continue drafting. Ugh! So gonna enjoy a fresh draft elsewhere before I tear it up haha

31.01.2026 16:28 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

Crossing my fingers for you 🀞🏻because I want to read that and also try desperately not to steal it now hahahaha

31.01.2026 16:27 β€” πŸ‘ 2    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

Yes I did the same. Tho I’m a project hopper. But I do finished! Evidenced by the one querying or else even I’d forget haha

31.01.2026 16:26 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

I am also querying! Well one is out hahahaha more to come tonight.

31.01.2026 16:22 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

Loooooove! Nancy Drew was my childhood.

31.01.2026 16:21 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

Embroidery based magic?! I must know more! Have I missed a trend? Because that sounds so original and wonderful!

31.01.2026 16:20 β€” πŸ‘ 2    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 2    πŸ“Œ 0

Oooh love the dark moody premise!!

31.01.2026 16:19 β€” πŸ‘ 2    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

Writers of messy, unapologetic, morally questionable and sex-obsessed women (and the partners caught in their chaos)…UNITE!

31.01.2026 16:12 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

Yes I also comp fleabag!!

31.01.2026 16:06 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

This has so many lovely things! Would love to know more!

31.01.2026 16:00 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

This sounds amazing!! Would love to know more ❀️ I am also in the query trenches.

31.01.2026 15:55 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

Well I love the premise! My cozy idea centers on an inn set in a swamp. Cozy setting. Fireflies and quirky residents and such. Maybe one day I’ll write it hahaha

31.01.2026 15:13 β€” πŸ‘ 2    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

My WIP also explores grief but is adult dark fantasy. I love seeing how themes are woven across all these genres and age groups.

31.01.2026 14:31 β€” πŸ‘ 2    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

Thank you! I was worried at first because it gets marketed a lot as separate audiences. But I think there’s desire for just more queer love regardless of its shape ❀️ And there was also no other way to portray these couples haha stuck by my own story.

31.01.2026 14:24 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

I would have loooooved this premise as a teen!!!

31.01.2026 14:22 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

I’d love to know how you merged heavy themes and stayed in the cozy world. I feel like each time I sit down to plot something cozy…it turns not so. Like where’d this grief come from?

31.01.2026 14:22 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

I don’t know if I’d survive reading this, but I love the vibes.

31.01.2026 14:21 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

Oh my gosh I looooove this twist on the classic puberty coming of age. Periods are hellβ€”make it so.

31.01.2026 14:20 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

This book will make me hungry. You should warn people it must be read with a pastry. Good luck on your drafting!!

31.01.2026 14:19 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

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