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Thanks for the love on the #wippit posts. I rarely get too much traction during pitch events, so it’s gratifying to see my stuff resonating with a few people. Plan on looking through the tag and notifs for other cool people and projects to follow in the next couple days

Moodboard: Top Left Image: Picture of Angels Landing in Zion National Park and the chain hikers follow in order to get to the summit. Top Right: A picture of Zion Lodge showing the wide green front lawn and the red canyon peaks set behind the wooden lodge itself. Middle Left: An image of the Great White Throne, a large mountain in Zion with a white top for which it got its name. Center: A piece of tape reading "Beholders: Zion" Middle Right: An aerial image of Walters Wiggles, a portion of the Angels Landing Trail that is a bunch of switch backs climbing up the canyon. Left Patch: A National Park Services patch in the shape of an arrowhead. Right Badge: A wooden Jr. Ranger badge made of wood earned if doing the Jr. Rangers program at Zion. Bottom left: A crumpled piece of paper with a feather taped to it, and text on the paper reading "It's our world to protect. Whether we see it or not." Bottom Right: An image of the Lower Emerald Pools in Zion and water from the Middle Pool falling from the rock overhang. Background: A geographical map of Zion National Park. Made with Canva

FABLEHAVEN x JANITORS
12yo Terrance thought Jr Rangers earned badges—not fought monsters. When a magical storm traps him in Zion and separates him from his family, he and Ranger Sam must face a world he was never meant to see before the canyon, and his family, are lost forever.
#wippit #MG #F

A moodboard for my WIP. Black and white images of Elaine of Astolat looking at Sir Lancelot's shield, a cluster of skulls, a woman in a forest, a segment of the Round Table which shows Sir Lancelot's name, a narrowboat in a lake, bloody hands, a lily, the silhouette of a woman with a sword, and an engraving of Lavaine and Torre mourning Elaine as she lies dead in her boat.

THE YEAR OF THE WITCHING x SPEAR

All Elaine of Astolat ever wanted was to love and serve Sir Lancelot forever. But when she wakes upon her funeral barge with lilies blooming from between her lips, she must pose as her missing twin brother to find who tried to kill her.

#WIPPit #amquerying #F #LGBT

Moodboard collage. Top left- orange sky sunset over a city. Top right- a tarot card-like art depicting Death/Grim reaper. Middle- a blurry black and white photo of a skull with white text overlayed “all power demands sacrifice and pain.” To the right - a photo of a hand on a glowing white magic circle. Bottom left- the front of a white official looking building with tall pillars. Bottom right- white background black text “fear makes men more dangerous than magic ever could.”

The Magicians X Howl’s Moving Castle
Magic comes from pain.
Raph, the strongest magician, lives under threat for studying alternatives. Frida just wants to keep him alive. As Jenni grows closer to Raph, he finds only they might be able to ensure Magic’s future… at a price. #WIPPIT #F #A #lgbt

Moodboard for The Hounds of Sherwood, a Mudlarks Paranormal Investigation. A bright glowing red wolvish eye, a dark forest, the legs of a person who has climbed a tree, a growling wolf, a cave in the forest, someone running on a forest trail, victorian row houses, a man in a nice tweed suit, a woman jumping over a wall.

Wild wolves haven't been seen in the UK in centuries.
When a renaissance faire finds itself hunted, witch-priest Jack and adrenaline-junkie Charlie are on the case.

She fears a deadly conspiracy, but Jack suspects something more 🔥infernal🔥.

Stay out of the forest. It bites back.

#WIPPIT
#U #F

Moodboard for Child of the Thames, a Mudlarks Paranormal Investigation. Two women viewed from behind holding hands, as one pulls ahead of the other. A London manhole cover. An overhead view of the Thames. A woman's face just under the surface of water. In the corner is a man dressed sharply in a tweed suit and a pinup drawing of a laughing blonde woman.

People are spontaneously drowning in London, far from any source of water.

On the case are a new-age priest looking for answers and an atheist looking for a thrill.

If they can keep their heads above water, they may find that their city lives and breathes.

#WIPPIT
#U #F

Moodboard collage. Top left- a black and white image with dragons flying. Top right- an overgrown, leafy stone gateway. Middle left- black text on a white background “look after each other”. Middle right- a snarling brown and white wolf. Bottom left- a high library shelf with a ladder. Bottom right- an underground moody room with many shelves.

The Iron Trial x HTTYD
Dragons are extinct. Magic is outlawed. When 11 y/o’s Dan and Ren are rescued from an anti-magic rehabilitation center, they vow to train to become Mages at their new school like the ones who saved them. But each has a power and a past they’re unwilling to face… #WIPPIT #MG #F

Mood board depicting dark, campy vampire aesthetic with a silhouette of Dracula. Headline reads "Who Wants to Be Dracula's Bride" with tagline "This season's to die for".

A DOWRY OF BLOOD x THE BACHELOR

Holland only agrees to date Dracula on TV to boost her influencer career. When producer manipulation goes too far, she tries to leave, but finds the eliminated girls haven’t been sent home—they’ve been fed on.

#WIPPit #A #H

BLOOD ON OUR NAMES by Vanessa Stefaniuk A book cover illustration with the silhouette of a many eyed raven perched on a rocky surface in front of a grassy hill. Juxtaposed in the sky is a smirking man with dark hair and the pointed ears of an elf. There is an overlay on the raven silhouette of three characters: an elf in the front holding up an axe as she prepares to stripe, her hair orange, her eyes focused, her earasaid plaid wrapped over her shoulders. A half-orc with ear caps to point out her ears looks upward in anticipation, ready for a fight. The hag child is a man turning to look over his knitted sweater covered shoulder, his ears wreathed by rowan berry and flowers and leaves as he turns his red eyes upward. The fight has a dnd quality of having just rolled initiative.

BLOOD ON OUR NAMES: a fey courtly murder plot where a trio of strangers with secrets that could betray one another flee fate, only to end up in the arms of destiny.

Magic. Meddling. Monstrosity.
Three implausible allies.
Only one second chance.

#WIPPit #F #A #Dis #LGBT

Introducing my Sapphic NA Romantasy, THE SIREN'S KNIGHT.
🐚 seashell and siren magic
🐉 tournament dragons
🌹sapphic romance from beginning to end w/HEA
🏰medieval fantasy
💖established relationship
#WIPPIT #NA #RF #OWN #LGBT

RADIO SILENCE is a queer coming-of-age drama about a British rock band’s rise to fame.

Forbidden romance between band members, rival rock bands, terrible people coming back from their pasts - so much drama for one tour bus! radiosilencecomic.com

#WIPPit #GN #YA #LGBT #R #Dis

Three sketched characters in action poses. Raph, top, a man with messy dark hair and stubble, holding a handful of blue whisky magic. Jenni, center, light hair, holding a fistful of playing cards in his right hand, stretching his left toward the viewer, blue streaks of magic around him. Frida, bottom, a dark-skinned woman with puffy curly hair holds a walking stick is pushing her hands to the ground, leaping up, surrounded by purple, static-like magic. Text around them is lyrics from AJR’s Sober Up: “and I wanna feel something again. Won’t you help me feel something again?”

Jenni discovers real magic and has a year to prove himself, working alongside new coworker Raph… but Raph has his own plans for magic-kind. Jenni and Raph grow closer; a threat to their society rears its head. Jenni must choose if being w/ Raph is worth risking his newfound way of life for. #wippit

So it's a scene from the film Star Trek Into Darkness (TWoK2.0) starring Buckingham Crumplestarch. We're in some large atrium kind of room, full walls of windows with shining light coming through. Airport terminal feel, but more future space airport, v sleek. There's people standing and sitting about, or walking to and fro. Centered are two aliens, apparently conversing. One is standing up and walking, the other is crawling on all fours. Standing alien fella has a rocky ledge looking head and skin surface. Crawling alien buddy has a elongated head that has some tentacles off the back, like if it was using an octopus to mimic a mullet. Closed caption reads, "Kevin. Still not wearing pants, I see."

I’ve not had an experience writing over the years on other projects where things feel so organic, where it feels like all my influences paid off and tied in, where my own realizations are so fluid. I don’t know if I will after. It’s an incredible feeling

All the cards together. Some positioned carefully to pull off the move that makes the effect. Sat back and grinned when I finished.
It feels like for nine years I was setting up a card trick without realizing it and now I’m getting the payoffs. Wild how you lay your own groundwork without noticing

There’s a lot of stories I respect that have scenes about domino effects and illustrate accordingly. Butterfly affect with butterfly imagery, etc
I grabbed some smoke in my fingertips tonight and held it. I got the page written where the trick ties in
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Since then, 9 years on, been wresting with the whole card trick motif.
This new perspective on framing the characters’ stories against the worldbuilding shifted that. The “trick” I realized can’t be about any one character but about their journeys. can’t pick a card without a deck -

I realized in the year after that that framework and description of the steps of the trick unconsciously too heavily matched the pledge turn prestige framework of The Prestige film. And it was too heavy-handed. Took away from the story. Quickly scrapped.

When Project 3s began it was an intended short story for a class on hybrid forms (ended up being a novella when I handed it in) - the idea was to take the steps of one of my favorite card tricks and weave it alongside the MC having his arc -

It’s 8am I haven’t slept yet cus I’m out here outlining my book redraft background info while this hype is in my bones
I love sketching out things
I do not love the idea of 7 hours or less of sleep when I have a work to do list the length of my arm

For too long in writing and in art I tried to make things work without working on what made me uncomfortable. For a while it was getting personal and vulnerable. I tackled that a while ago, and yet-still missing something. I’ve found it now. Almost time to bleed some ink out

I’m excited, because it’s gonna elevate the best thing I’ve ever written to be better
I’m scared because it’s going to be difficult and push me and challenge me. I’m so anxious to start because if I make it work, the process will guide me in every other WIP I’ve got

I went back to some old favorites this past year and found many new. I hit a peak this past week or so. A culmination. A clarity. Nebulous until last night and today. Now it’s like “I was building a puzzle, I could see the box art. I was missing about 50 key pieces”

“My favorite stories are..” and I list off based on those found family, found community based parts of the story. But what makes them WORK is how they are influenced by the world. I couldn’t puzzle that together with mine

In sum, complete emotional arcs from the MCs. Not a good payoff to what as set up on the whole. The stories I love are centered on the interpersonal stuff in a small group, and that drives home the stuff in the larger world. I failed to think of that

I kept coming back to it despite rejections because I believed in the small interpersonal story. What I failed to see was that the rules of the world set up a big picture story and I brushed that aside. Quick easy tie up. No larger tie in

I idly came up with a slightly new structure to my stand alone (3s).
It’s exciting and terrifying to think about.
I spent the first half of this month doing art, the second half is for reading. December will be the fight for my life to get this thing written.

so wonderful when that spark of a novel idea hits you and it all clicks into place and you think THATS THE ONE. mostly because you cant force it. just have to wait and then eventually the timeline says 'here you go, heres a diamond that was floating by.' anyway, caught a diamond today. very exciting

I burnt myself to a crisp one year and did a 70k blank slate draft of a book in progress. After that I’ve just kinda done a “November is writing month but imma only get done whatever I can”

The PS2 truly is the best console ever because it is constantly becoming more powerful. Each time we say something "looks like a PS2 game" we're talking about a game of a higher fidelity than the last. What the PS2 is capable of in 2025 is so far beyond what it was capable of in 2003. That's amazing