Nicole Winchester 📚
@nicolewinchester.bsky.social
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Writer and reader of horror, fantasy, spec fic, drama, humor... a little of everything. 🚫AI WRITING CAN F OFF. PEOPLE, NOT ALGORITHMS. ✊ Find some of my stories at winchesterfiction.com Enjoy other things at nicolewinchester.substack.com
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#bluepit📖 #Q #A #F

The Messenger
American Gods x Left Behind (if it was written by an atheist)

🪽Angels and demons
🌎End-of-the-world stakes
👩‍🦰Middle aged FMC
✝️Religious trauma
🔮Witchcraft
❤️‍🩹Melancholic slow burn relationship
😈THE DEVIL IS INSANE
🌳Supernatural trees. Lots. and Lots. of trees. 🌳🌳🌳
Four pictures, two of angels, one of Washington Monument, one of inside a diner. Caption in middle reads "No one noticed two men materialize at an empty table in a tiny restaurant in Washington D.C." Four pictures. One of violinist playing, one of tea reading, one of a tarot card, one of clouds. Caption reads "She almost gasped as she pulled the next card. Judgement. The card of resurrected life and purpose. An angel blowing his horn, waking the dead from their graves. Upright." Four pictures, one of a man's hand on a bed, one of a country road, one of a green tent, one of a pasture. Caption reads, "What got into you all of a sudden?" she asked. "I don't know." He closed his eyes. "I think... perhaps I was tired of not living. Tired of crying, looking down instead of up."
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Jim goes to his new therapist for the first time.
“Well, doc—I mean, Ben—I’m here because my sister is delusional. She’s under the impression that I need this.”
The etiquette of therapy was that you were supposed to want to be helped: he knew that, but it was better to be up front about the hopelessness of this endeavor. The doctor flipped through his paperwork as he spoke.
“And you live with your sister, correct?”
Jim cringed. “Yeah.” Living with your unmarried adult sister was always a weird thing for him to admit to anyone.
“Why do you think she wants you to go to therapy so much, then, since she’s the one paying for it?”
Going straight for the throat, he was.
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last book: We Could Be Rats by Emily Austin

current read: The Happiness Trap by Dr. Russ Harris

newest add to tbr: Make Sure You Die Screaming by Zee Carlstrom

eagerly waiting for: I'm Thinking of Ending Things by Iain Reid (it's been in my library requests since may and I'm number 3 in line)
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bookish checkpoint 📝

✧ last book: wisteria by adalyn grace

✧ current read(s): perils of the past, holly, no earthly sunne

✧ newest adds to the tbr: i found the first three books in the nightrunner series at a used book store!

✧ eagerly waiting for: sunrise on the reaping! (i know, i am slow)
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Ooh, sounds somewhat like Dark Matter by Blake Crouch!
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#awesomecharacters Jim is the messiest person to have ever lived. His room is a sty. His pet rat could live off the petrified food under his bed. He has never planned more than a week ahead in his life. In short, he's an absolute dumpster fire.
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Tell me more about your #AwesomeCharacters

Is your character organized and methodical, or more chaotic?

Do they prefer to plan things out carefully, or be spontaneous and improvise?

Do they keep their belongings neat and tidy, or are they a bit messy?

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
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In honor of spooky month, share a 4 word horror story that only someone in your profession would understand.

"The QC is contaminated."
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In honor of spooky month, share a 4 word horror story that only someone in your profession would understand.

"Then he entered her."
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In honor of spooky month, share a 4 word horror story that only someone in your profession would understand.

"Mixed inclusion ratio trust"
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American Buddha: Jim's sister, Carla, has been housing and supporting her brother for most of her adult life and she's frankly sick of it.

The Messenger: Gabriel's brother Michael is one of the driving antagonists of the story, concerned only with his role as a warrior and God's servant.
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Does your MC have any siblings? Are they part of the story? What are they like? #WritingPrompt
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Mike, Jim's ex's boyfriend, gets the present for Jim's son that he couldn't afford himself.
Jim’s spirits fell a little. Of course, he knew someone would pull through and get it. It just seemed improbable that someone would pay more than the thing cost just for the insane expedited shipping fee.
“Wow!” yelled Dylan. “Thank you, Mike!”
Jim could tell from the look on Mike’s face that he hadn’t actually gotten it. Lucia had absolutely bought it—probably with Mike’s money, though—and then stuck Mike’s name on it. Jim’s mom used to do the same thing with his presents to other people when he was a kid.
“You’re welcome, Dyl,” said Mike obediently, after getting a meaningful look from Lucia.
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500 words a day has been my goal. Didn't reach it, but it keeping a daily wordcount diary helped me keep track of when I was slipping and reminded me to write.
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But I did succeed in writing a query letter for American Buddha when I finally finish and start querying it, so there's that.
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I always seem get writer's block in two places: when I start a new chapter and when I have to block out the climax of the chapter. Those seem like the two most important parts, and it takes so much more effort to push through them. #amwriting #amediting #writersky #writingcommunity
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#pretendpanel #writingcommunity #writers #authors #writingprompts I just hope people can understand what I was getting at, without me being there to explain it. The Messenger captures a zeitgeist of this particular moment in time. I want them to have something to pick at and know my inner brain.
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#pretendpanel, I'm at a retreat over the next few days so I am incorrigibly absent! However, tell me...

October 10th: Writing and reading are kinds of necromancy. How do you hope your writing will hold/reflect your ghost after you're gone? 

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October 10th: Writing and reading are kinds of necromancy. How do you hope your writing will hold/reflect your ghost after you're gone?     
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New #pretendpanel questions every Friday and Saturday. Hop in any time!
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I just entered #RevPit #10Queries. Enter now for a chance to win free feedback on your query and 1st 5 pages.
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The Messenger: An angel and a self-proclaimed witch have to rely on each other to live through the end of the world.

American Buddha: Jim Erlenmeyer has spent his life with mental illness and self loathing, until a psychotic break leads him down path he's certain will cure him... or kill him.
Reposted by Nicole Winchester 📚
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Portland was honestly made for this moment. We’re gonna help defeat fascism by putting a bird on it.
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That moment of self doubt when you're not sure if you need to delete half of your chapter or not uugh...
#writingcommunity #writesky #authorsky
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I'll have to get creative with "battery" and use the verb form - violent physical contact. Jim's not in a good headspace here. He lost his job and can't afford anything for his son's birthday.

TW: self harm
Jim backed out of the driveway, drove out of the neighborhood, pulled over into the edge of someone else’s yard, and dug into a case of beer. The warm liquid fizzed over onto his pants and seat when he opened a can. He chugged until he had to pause for breath. Even though he knew it was useless, Jim searched for the hoodie blind box combo again on his phone. He’d been wrong about the price. It was actually one hundred and twenty dollars, plus a small fortune in shipping to get it to Texas in time for Dylan’s birthday party.
Jim put his phone and beer down and slapped himself as hard as he could across the face.
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It's finally here! 🎉 My short story "Unicorn Farm" and great stories from other authors is out in the Autumn 2025 edition of The Colored Lens! 14.99 paperback and 4.99 on kindle! 🦄 #writingsky #shortstory #authorsky #fantasy #booksky
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The Colored Lens: Autumn 2025
Amazon.com: The Colored Lens: Autumn 2025 eBook : Brinegar, Rachael, Newkirk, David, Hoyt, Ellie, McIntosh, Parker, Klass, Judy, Vance, Michael, Clairval, Gio, Morrey, Josh, Apsley, JS, Docherty, Stuart: Kindle Store
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Sorry for "missing" yesterday's post! In this snip, Jim cares for his sick rat that he named Retsu.
He’d have to be so much more careful. There was still a week before Dylan’s birthday and he had no backup plan for a present. He couldn’t show his face in Malcolm’s again even to buy one of those stupid Venus fly traps. Everything would work out, if he could only keep Retsu alive and safe and hidden until then.
As he watched the rat nibble on the crust, he noticed Retsu was making the tiniest wheezing noise. Its nose was covered in dried snot. 
“God damn it,” he whispered. He couldn’t give his kid a sick rat. A sick rat that he’d grabbed out of a freaking dumpster.
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Ai could do incredible things in the medical sector, like predict diseases years in advance.

Instead it's being used to make people believe any crazy thing they see without thinking.
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Guuh I meant "Jim is IN trouble at work" I swear I can write the English guyz