Indie Author E. H. H.
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I am writing an MG fantasy book about a Viking boy in Scandinavia: Knut Eríksson and the Gray Wolf. There will be plenty of unnecessary Norse mythology.
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I am reading a book from a very kind, easily upset, person. It is terrible. The story, contrived. The writing, below what I would tolerate from an amateur. Oh, the writing is so, so bad. 😟 They will ask if I enjoyed it, but I cannot hurt them. I hate this.
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All these depressing posts about AI are making me want to stop writing. There is no point if readers are okay with machines writing stories for them. I will continue for now, but if this grows worse, I may give up.
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If a character is shouting a panicked command, do you simply use an exclamation mark, or do you write that sentence in all capital letters?
All capital letters look strange to my eyes, but using only an exclamation mark seems too subtle.
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When authors ask for beta readers, are they looking for a critical eye, or praise? I would love to beta read short stories, but my matter-of-fact feedback may not be welcome.
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You will never see your own eyes, only reflections of them from the surface of imperfect mediums.
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On writing advice, seeing the word "said" repeated throughout a book claws at my brain. I start counting them instead of comprehending the story.
Is this real advice? Am I one of few people bothered by overused words?
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It appears to be a squirrel day. Why are they always so interested in the camera?
📸 🐿️
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Her body laid cold in an endless field of wind quivering daisies. An outstretched arm spilled blood, now dry, painting white petals with its bright
#vermilion
hue. Soon she’ll be but bones, her flesh returned to the Earth for new life, perhaps happier life, to thrive.
#vss365
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I have not seen Stan the cardinal with his girlfriend lately. It is my hope she is warming a nest of eggs somewhere nearby, and my table will soon be awash in brilliant
#scarlet
feathers.
#vss365
#birds
#birdwatching
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Perched upon her lips, Satan’s needle stings.
Stitch after burred stitch, it pulls on its strings.
Her mouth fastened shut, peace her silence brings.
Tattle little child, draw
#dragonfly
wings.
#vss365
#rhyme
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Amber hated him just one day prior. Nothing but black magic could explain her
#limerence
for that squat ugly old man. She peered down into the salted tub at her rippling reflection in a mirror. “Salt, I call on you to reverse the spell, I want to own my body well.”
#vss365
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As she did two nights before, Emily followed a faint amber light deep into the forest. There she was again, a young woman sitting on the ground, her body exposed to a crackling flame.
#Moonstruck
by this woman’s beauty, Emily hid behind a tree and watched in silence.
#vss365
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My life had not been easy, but at its worst, she was always there holding out her hand. I just had to take it. What appeared as fortuitous bouts of
#serendipity
was, in fact, me following her faint light out of the darkness.
#vss365
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He didn’t care that some labeled him a criminal, a con-man, a
#snollygoster
. All he wanted was their votes, and he got them. His narcissistic vitriol, mistaken for strength, caricatured one end of a widening pendulum, drubbing the equilibrium between its extremes.
#vss365
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She enjoyed the chaos in her mind, usually. Today, her amusing voices were bickering like children in the back seat of a car. Alex wanted to confront the tiresome bore. Erika wanted to walk away since their last
#kerfuffle
earned them a bruised eye. “We share a face!”
#vss365
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A tiny body, tossed and bruised. Vainglorious hands carried their captive in a
#terrarium
, parading it in front of a delighted world. In short time, the novelty of its existence faded. Trapped within neglected glass walls, alone on a shelf, it passed its final breath.
#vss365
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Emily fed the officer a nervous line of
#codswallop
while struggling to control the rabbit. “I found him in my garden. I’m just releasing him.”
The officer caught a glint of moonlight reflecting off a knife on her belt. “Young lady, how ‘bout you release it right now.”
#vss365
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#Exquisite
beads of crimson life seep from their imperfect vessel, cooling and darkening in the open air. Like a flickering flame, they captivate, melting time and circumstance. There is an intimate beauty in pain.
#vss365
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I love nature and all her wonderful gifts, but birds occupy a special place in my mind. They can fly. Imagining myself unafraid to fall, soaring above our beautiful world, looking down on the mayhem of humanity while separated far from it, this is
#cathartic
.
#vss365
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Her savage auburn hair caught a gust of wind, momentarily blocking the shot. She shook her head, took aim, and loosed her arrow. Far across the field, a lonesome
#muskmelon
wobbled atop a fence post as the arrow’s fine point splintered out from behind its thick rind.
#vss365
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No distinguishable communications flowed from the approaching armada, none that could be detected by human technology. Numerous probes from the main vessel plunged into Earth’s atmosphere in what was considered
#tantamount
to an invasion by various armed forces.
#vss365
#scifi
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He fast-walked to his waiting mount with stiff, nervous legs. Callie leapt from behind a bush, sword in hand, and commanded, “Hand me the satchel and no blood needs be spilled!”
She shook her head of the
#picaresque
daydream and searched the dog food bag for its barcode.
#vss365
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Are we doomed to play a rhythm of violent repetition, of selfishness and bloodshed until we are no more? Our savage past manifests itself in vivid detail like no time before it, yet, here we go again. For what purpose did evolution create us so
#forgetful
?
#vss365
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“Where did you go?” Erika pleaded with the voice in her head. “Are you angry with me? Whatever I did, I’m sorry.” She had grown dependent upon her
#paranormal
mother chastising her, making her question every choice. The silence she once longed for was deafening.
#vss365
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They were used to Saxon armies skirting their village borders. Mothers paid them no heed as they fretted over children playing in rising mud-waters. The heavy raindrops became arrows, spilling innocent blood, and bringing an
#end
to a decades long peace.
#vss365
#Norsevember
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I attended the reunion out of simple curiosity. No one remembered me, which was expected. Back then I was tall, skinny, quiet—weird. I sought out an old
#acquaintance
, perhaps my only friend. She failed, or chose not to recognize me. Alone in an ocean of people, again.
#vss365
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A pine-cone’s crunch, then deafening silence. The
#vexatious
movements of the Gray Wolf had Knut on edge. It dragged his dog away by the throat, and now it’s stalking him from behind a veil of shadows. What could a mere boy do against the child of a shapeshifting god?
#vss365
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Near defeat, ravens descended upon the hilltop in great numbers. Their dark chaos served to
#discombobulate
the enemy horses, causing them to buck and rear, and toss their riders to the ground. With new vigor, the heathens rushed the hill, swords and spears in hand.
#vss365
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Timmy awoke to cloven hooves on wooden floors, and heavy chains shaken by a shadowy demon obscuring his bedroom doorway. Illuminated by hall lights, its black fur manifested a bloody
#violet
. Krampus smirked and raised his Rute above the naughty boy’s head.
#vss365
#Christmas
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It was small, obviously not made for a human. The little gray headstone didn’t look out of place near the back of my flower garden. It read, In
#Remembrance
of Ashley, with the year she died carved below it. I miss her so much. She was my best, and closest, friend.
#vss365
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The North Sea opened. Strathclyde and Northumbria found themselves the unwilling hosts to hungry explores searching for land, treasure, and infamy. While their disparate tongues made for complicated statecraft, everyone understood the
#language
of war.
#vss365
#Norsevember
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A setting sun casts its
#light
through the pine forest, directing a hungry young grow to a feast of peanuts and suet. He packs his beak with more than he can carry and hops onto the edge of a birdbath where he softens the shells in water.
#vss365
#crow
#birds
#birdwatching
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I am not a party person, but I will immerse myself in the excitement when compelled to attend one. Drinking, loud-talking, animated gestures…observation is a favorite pastime of mine, and the
#Superbowl
showed me that some in my life may be alcoholics 🤣
#vss365
#alcoholic
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#Tranquil
crimson pools of spilled life collected in footprint ponds dotting the face of an inconsequential hill. The Gods cast eager eyes upon the battlefield as Valkyries chose from their fallen brothers those who would join them in Valhalla.
#vss365
#Norsevember
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A remnant of an ancient war, floating cold and lifeless among the stars. Her simple beauty reflected a pedigree centuries beyond our technology. They may have lost their war before humankind learned to use tools, but this one
#shipwreck
will ensure our victory.
#vss365
#scifi
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Like
#clockwork
, humankind races to remove itself from existence. Remembering our past has never stopped us from repeating it. We just try harder to get it right. Hate has many faces, many reasons, many justifications, but it is still hate. It will fail. We will survive.
#vss365
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I studied every inch of the tree, slowly scanning it from bottom to top. It was huge, almost five times my height. Carefully placed balls and replicas of hundred-year-old children’s toys adorned its body, while a
#volant
angel stared down at me from the top.
#vss365
#Christmas
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The text read, “She’s doing fine. Her miscarriage hit us both hard.” It was not meant for my eyes. My son had been hiding their pregnancy until his beautiful wife was further along. While I cry for their loss, I
#celebrate
the fact they are trying to give me a grandchild.
#vss365
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He swallowed the pulpy drink in one enthusiastic gulp. With his fingers, he scraped up the remaining tea leaves and pressed them into the back of his cheek. The world around him morphed into a
#nightmare
of shadows and beasts. The Berserker inside awoke.
#vss365
#Norsevember
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Two bright emerald pools sparkled with innocence from opposite ends of a faded
#archipelago
. One pool contorted an awkward wink in his direction. Cassandra was a naive spirit fumbling through life in a woman's body.
#vss365
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Silent red-barred sails broke the fog of Aberdeen Bay. One, three, fifty, their numbers greater than before. Grounded ships shed hordes of howling men with swords and shields in hand. The chaos was designed to
#traumatize
awaiting soldiers, and that it did.
#vss365
#Norsevember
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We hold in our hands the power of Gods. Our digital eyes see everything. Our digital ears hear everything, Our digital existence traverses walls and distance. The natural
#depravity
of humankind is on full display for all to witness, judge, and partake. Deus ex machina.
#vss365
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#Intellectual
discourse flounders bloodied on the broken shards of personal offense.
#vss365
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The world had grown openly hostile over time. Saint Nicholas
#maneuvered
his sleigh through the airspace of a historically accepting military empire, but his coveted ability to touch billions of homes in a single night would no longer be ignored.
#vss365
#Christmas
#manoeuvred
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Charlie's little talons grip the woven
#iron
mesh of the table. He hops to the suet block as his nervous eyes scan the surroundings for any signs of danger. He has not yet found a partner who can act as a lookout, like so many others have.
#vss365
#birds
#birdwatching
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