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Margot felt it snap. She almost heard it. Whatever it had been inside her keeping her going, whatever she had been holding on to. Snap. A roar, a blazing scream of pain and terror and fury, from the deepest pit of her stomach to her burning tongue. She kicked a table, a chair. Sent them hurtling like skittles. “Margot.” The sharp tone in Agatha’s voice made Margot freeze. “Stop. Please. Talk to me.” “I can’t…” An excruciating lump had formed in Margot’s throat. She leaned forwards, staring at the whorls in the wood and taking her weight onto her hands, hiding her face. “I can’t. It’s all going wrong, it’s going wrong…” “I think you’re lying with kind intentions. But you promised me: no more lies. Tell me what’s going on.” “I’ve done something terrible, Agatha,” she whispered, her voice strangled by the lump. “Something terrible to another person. And I can’t take it back. And I can’t escape it.”

Margot has been lying about [SPOILER]. And now, everything is about to unravel.

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Today I learned that if you plant 6 Jerusalem Artichokes one year, you end up with 3,000 tubers the next year.

Anyone got any recipes? 😂

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Beautifully niche.

This properly made me chuckle!

I had not stepped into the garden since she died. It sat behind the house like a room whose door I kept meaning to close properly, a place I couldn’t look at without feeling the tug of her hands somewhere deep in the soil. But, that afternoon, weeks after the funeral, weeks after returning to work, I walked out of the backdoor and out into the heat of a midsummer day. The doorstep wobbled beneath me, a familiar sound. Somewhere above my head, a blackbird's song melted into the sky. The air was thick, weighted, as though the weather itself wished for me to turn back. Everything was in bloom.

From a quiet, slightly more personal WIP I keep returning to. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WIPSnips

A chicken standing on a chair in the sun.

Rescue chicken Sarah (Connor) would like to announce that it finally feels like spring! 🌸 #rescuechickens #spring

I love this series! I read it over and over as a child. I think there’s very little of what I write now that isn’t in some small way inspired by it.

Something buried deep in Ingrid's gut desparately wanted to be right; something that had clawed and burrowed its way down, down, down until it could find no further darkness to delve into, and now it sat, cold, obstinate, unyielding to any bid to move it. In fact, the merest hint of opposition only seemed to harden it until it felt like a pebble she had swallowed when she was too young to recall. At the sight of Liora's defiant gaze, it seemed to rattle within her.

Something… close enough…?
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Ah, maybe that’s what I’m thinking of.

The title actually made me snort with laughter. This is such a fun idea.

Mozart teams up with Salieri to assassinate Bach, Beethoven and Tchaikovsky in modern-day San Antonio:

THE DECOMPOSER

#W
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#Hu #HI #A #L

Tempted at “menacing food.” Sold with “professional competitive dishwashing.” 😂 And it’s always a yes to boring hobbies!

An image of a man carrying two large, empty jars through his garden with the title ‘Small Prophets.’

I don’t normally post about stuff I’m watching but this is delightful. Gentle comedy is such a win. #BBC #SmallProphets #comedy

This sounds amazing. The Six Swans was one of my favourite childhood stories, although I think my version had seven…? 🤷‍♀️ I’d totally read this though.

SIX CRIMSON CRANES X THE CRUEL PRINCE X SHREK
🪿 A fractured 'The Six Swans' Retelling (but with geese!)
🇲🇲 Burmese Kayin Inspired MC
👹 Belu's galore! (Burmese Ogre)
👊 MC prefers fists over swords
😈 The faes are cruel, but so are humans (and MC's fist)
💐 A lot of flowers
#WSPIT #W #YA #F

Alt: 19th century train car; Victoria ear ball with people dancing; old English street; gas lamp; woman in a ball gown; old clocks; god statue; apothecary shelf; 19th century seaside resort

Cursed to move backward through time, Joric has fewer memories of Fion each time they meet. If she can’t find a way to change his past before their final encounter, she’ll become a stranger to a man driven only by his memories of the terrible act that cursed him. #WSPit #W #A #F #R

I’m such a sucker for romance and time travel… this sounds great!

moodboard with tops of striped circus tents adorned with lights. Two masquerade masques a circus ringleader with a top hat pulled over his eyes, a red jacket, and leaning on a cane a full mooon over a country road a magic wall dividing two lands a celestial sky an aerial artist suspended in the air an old looking map a country field with circus tents in the middle of it

Desperate to outrun his isolation and a haunted past, Ætheren slips beyond the forbidden wall into West Ulli—and joins a mysterious night circus. Drawn into a world of hidden magic, intrigue, and secret agendas, he soon discovers the circus is not all that it appears to be.
#WSPit WIPs #W #A #F

A nine-panel photo collage arranged in a 3x3 grid. Top row: a red rose held against a gray background; a pile of red, white, and blue “VOTE” campaign buttons; a close-up of a groom placing a wedding ring on a bride’s finger. Middle row: a close-up of a U.S. visa with “ADMITTED NYC” stamped; a navy blue square with the title “Incognito Mode” in serif lettering; an abandoned, shadow-filled room with light streaming through a broken window. Bottom row: the U.S. Capitol building tinted half red and half blue; a person typing on a laptop while sitting cross-legged; and a television control room filled with monitors and production equipment.

LOVE IS BLIND x YELLOWFACE

INCOGNITO MODE: In 2016, reality TV love rat Pete found love across the aisle then ditched his bride on their honeymoon. After years in hiding, he's found love again but a stray online post shoves him back in the spotlight as America's biggest villain. #WSPit #A #W #UP

It’s my first one too! But your pitch convinced me. ☺️

Thank you! ☺️ I just need to actually finish writing the thing now…

Argh, I knew I’d forget something! 🤦‍♀️ Please forgive me and thank you for pointing it out.

Collage: city at night; candles and books; clock; tarot cards; two women kissing; glowing hands.

THE LIBRARIAN’S SECRET

If the one you love has doomed your past, would you choose them for your future?

🕯️Demons, death, and dark academia
🕯️Time travel
🕯️Underdog rebels
🕯️LGBTQ+ lovers to enemies

#WSPit #Q #YA #R #F #Dis

Collage; veiled figure; woman by window; candles in snow; pumpkin patch; witches gathered by fire; blackberries.

WHAT THE THORNS REMEMBER

Remember what was lost, break what was bound, return what was stolen.

💫 An outcast raised by witches.
💫 A girl who sees visions of death.
💫 A priest who hungers for power.
💫 A farmer with who hears the secrets of the earth.

#WSPit #Q #A #F #H #Dis #LGBT

Collage: eye in shadow; grand staircase; blood on hands; labyrinth; cloaked figure; stained glass window.

THE EIGHTH RULE

THE TRAITORS X THE HUNGER GAMES X PIRANESI

The rules are alive. And they are watching…

🎭 12 powerful magicians; 1 saboteur
🎭 Lies, secrets, and betrayal
🎭 Ancient castles, magical trials, and dark academia
🎭 Are we lovers or enemies…?

#WSPit #WIP #A #F #R #Dis

I am lucky enough to work for a wonderful Head. It reminds me of how important patience, acceptance, and inclusivity is towards staff as well as pupils.

Teachers thrive when our needs are accommodated to where possible - which is only a positive thing for our pupils.

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This evening's thought to ponder from Maggies Farm.

Twin Peaks GIF Alt: Twin Peaks GIF featuring Dale/Kyle McLaughlin, on the phone saying "Diane, 11:30 AM, February 24th, Entering the town of Twin Peaks."

Happy Twin Peaks day to all who celebrate.

This is lovely and atmospheric.

From the opening of my 2nd completed manuscript.

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