Well, hello dearies. I seem to be back, kinda, I think. Welcome to my page if you've just found me through the newest Philena Flash. I have been writing for over a decade and I still come up with some crappy ideas and some wonderful ideas so I don't think that really goes away ever. My characters run around in my head all day, most of the time just making a ruckus nowadays, but sometimes actually yelling at me to write something. Philena is famous for that and as you can see, it can sometimes result in "masterpieces", haha.I'm that writer that loves writing cliff hangers, but hates to read them. (Like all of us, I do believe)I write realistic fiction that usually starts as an awareness piece and evolves into something larger, as well as poetry and the once-in-a-blue-moon song. I love reading fantasy, but have tried and don't really enjoy writing it, though I do enjoy supernatural, post-apocalyptic and the occasional romance. As of late March, I now have a part time job at a burger joint though I do eventually want my little biz The Wandering Squirrel to be my only source of income so if you wanna support it, link is below! Currently there are only soaps available, but I'm working on reformulating our beard oils as well as some other skin-loving goodies and perhaps even some shave soap! We shall see.In my personal life (what little I have of one at the moment), I'm currently ironing out the lore, language and backstory for a Supernatural fiction novel [or two or three] set on Earth but in a slightly alternative timeline, so you may see some bits and pieces as I figure out how to write those characters and such. Maybe. I'm mostly just trying to survive right now though. If they do come out be on a lookout for the titles White Eyes or Pure Heart. I've been working on them for as long as I've been writing which means I'm on reboot number I-don't-know. They may someday be published. Who knows.Ally to many. I refuse to just sit around and watch while others get stomped on (without consent). If allies are needed, I'm standing amongst them. Consult below for any other questions you may have, or message me. I don't bite [much].~A
Alright, I'm writing a dystopian fiction novel. I know the next big event and around when it'll happen but between now and then the main character is basically just recuperating and training. I want to share some of that with readers because it is a vital piece of the story in its own way, but I don't want it to drag on either and I've never really written a story where the character needed to heal prior to moving on with their goals. They may have needed to finish other smaller goals first, but it was never a big pause between point A and point B. I'm currently dealing with a block related to writing that "pause" in a way that still keeps a reader engaged and allows them to learn more about each character as well. Any tips?
So one: I think it's very odd to see words that were "new" when I was younger and in school be added to the dictionary as actual words, haha. Two, unless I had a character that they fit, I can't see myself using this in a story and even there only in dialogue. That's not to say that they shouldn't or couldn't be used in the right genre or story "mood" I suppose, just that they wouldn't fit in my realistic or dystopian fiction preferences. Many of mine are set in alternate timelines or in the future, so do I come up with fictitious slang from time to time? Absolutely. But these wouldn't fit the mood or setting of any of my stories in particular. I do, however, use awesomesauce on a regular basis myself even though I never used it when it was a popular word to use :D
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Blue is the Warmest Colour https://upload.storiesspace.com/527985456-Movie - Blue is the Warmest Colour.jpg My favorite love story of this century! Yes! Pleasantly surprised to see that you also enjoy this movie. Definitely one of my favorites as well.As for my answer to the above question, I do believe I've watched Midnight Sun well over 5 times now. https://upload.storiesspace.com/1017325215-midnight sun.jpg It's sad (like, red eyes and an abundance of snot sad), but for those of us that like to know if the disease in the movie is real or not (me, I am one of those people) it helps bring awareness to one that I hadn't heard about before, abbreviated to XP - Xeroderma Pigmentosum... basically an extreme sensitivity to the sun. One's body, with XP, cannot repair their DNA after coming into contact with the UV rays in sunlight, resulting in an extremely high chance of developing skin cancer and various other issues. It's also a really cute love story. If anyone reading this also liked The Fault in our Stars or 5 Feet Apart, this one should probably also be on your list.
Regretfully, I've not read much these last few years outside of research for writing or cosmetics, but there is a part from a recent Dua Lipa song that really stood out to me as soon as I heard it. "Sick intuition that they taught us so we won't freak outWe hide our figures, doin' anythin' to shut their mouthsWe smile away to ease the tension so it don't go southBut there's nothin' funny now. ~Boys Will Be Boys.
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Hey y'all. It's been a while since I was on here. I've recently started writing the sequel to my Tomorrow story. Philena is doing as well as can be expected in this sequel. I've written the first chapter which is quite a bit longer than I thought it would be and now am on to the second where I feel I must describe the legal process she is going through with her step father, but I've never written anything of the sort. I was wondering if any of you may know, whether from experience of being in a court room in one role or another or just from writing a lot of crime stories, the order in which one may go. Who will speak first? Will they try him for her mother's murder and all the abuse she's suffered in the one go or no? What kind of questions will they ask, both the prosecution (her side) and the defense (his side)? As always, if there are any tips or extra details/info you can offer me, I certainly welcome it.Thank you :)~Aria
The skunky but delicious smoke fills this little corner of campus, exiting my lungs only once it's done its job. I feel the calming weight fall over my anxious brain almost immediately and glance down at the tiny joint in my hands, surprised by its secret potency. "Miss Xanderson!" I grab one more big hit before stomping the lovely little thing beneath the heel of my combat boot and...
Added 29 Apr 2021 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 138 | 2 Comments
Scoot Or you'll get the boot Or maybe the knife Or maybe the noose Perhaps we'll just cut out your life Or throw you off the caboose Some people take forever to decide Between all the choices we give them So by the time they choose, they've died And we've turned their skin into an item... Tick tock Watch the clock What will you do Now that we've caught you? Call us crazy, Call us gone,...
Added 27 Jan 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 785 | 3 Comments
hello from without please don't pout we'll be there soon we're just past the big spoon flying through ash throwing a big ole bash and hoping he won't lash - out. his green eyes fail to see the points to my story and all my lies are far from innocent I'm far from alive as I cross this universe of pain and terse words. ...
Added 21 Jan 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 668 | 3 Comments
Drip drop plop Raindrops on the rooftop Drip Drip Drop I just wanna flop Right into bed Cover up my head Close my ears to the things you said Somebody take my fears- Put them in a box… X...x...x... Metal on metal Wait for the knives to settle And the water to boil in the kettle Don't get caught by the nettle Whoosh … Wind rushing through the bush My...
Added 20 Jan 2019 | Category Songs | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 587 | 7 Comments
“Somebody!” “Please!” “Please, somebody !” The screams fill my ears as I watch the news video play out. The gunshots punctuate every cry with a hollow shout. My heart beats like a hummingbird’s wings with the knowledge that if we do not fix this - if this just keeps going and we don't change something in our system - my nieces could have to worry about this when they go to school. When...
Added 26 Nov 2018 | Category Musings | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 751 | 6 Comments
"...and you've gotta lie. They call me Doc, but I ain't got no degree. When it hits the fan, they're callin' for me." ~They Call Me Doc, Walker McGuire. "Thanks for serving" , they say to the obvious heroes, the ones on TV, the combat vets, the ones with all the medals, but the ones that really make a difference to us out there? The ones that make sure those heroes survive ...
Added 04 Dec 2015 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 790 | 1 Comment
It starts with a doctor's appointment- nothing bizarre, just something routine. And then they walk in and there's this look and you know, you know something is wrong. It begins with another doctor's appointment- something odd, a new routine. And you close your eyes and you wake up and you live, you live , because you're going to die. And you find a smile...
Added 19 Oct 2015 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 891 | 2 Comments
Tick-Tock. The clock as she undresses for bed. Tick-tock. The clock as she waits for him to come in. Tick-tock. The clock as she hears the door open. Click. Him coming in. Swoosh. His boxers and Tee as He walks her way. Tick-tock. The clock as she waits for help. Drip-drop. Her sweat, as no one comes, drops down onto the floor. Creak. The bed as...
Added 18 Apr 2015 | Category Poetry | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 891 | 3 Comments
Her hands tremble, running through her hair in an anxious gesture. The alien four walls around her seem to be pressing closer the longer she stays here; compressing all of the echos of words, all of her stray thoughts, all of her fear into her tiny little bubble. Her icy calm exterior begins to crack where the warmth of little fingertips traces. The signs of it melting trickle down her face...
Added 12 Apr 2015 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 7 | Avg Score 4.86 | Views 1,074 | 8 Comments
"...and every night I miss you I can just look up and know the stars are holding you, holding you, holding you tonight." -Tonight by FM Static. The cemetery is empty when she reaches it; silent except for the drone of the town pastor. She grabs the yellow rose and the cassette tape off the passenger's seat and walks toward the grave, her lips already trembling. Nobody showed. Of course,...
Added 04 Apr 2015 | Category Supernatural | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,202 | 3 Comments
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