A.M. Boone is in rewriting hell
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Black NB writer of trash (affectionate) paranormal romances and urban fantasies centering Black queer characters. (they/them) https://ambooneauthor.com/ I mostly post about cats and Kirby... with a bit of book shilling in between.
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ambooneauthor.bsky.social
It's Juneteenth and Pride Month, so this is a good enough time as any to do some book shilling.

Hi! My name is A.M., and I write queer black urban fantasies and paranormal romance novels.

Check the 🧵 below. (And all my books are on KU, so they're practically ✨free✨)

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Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon (2003)
Episode 12
ambooneauthor.bsky.social
Didn't think I had any instances of weather in this WIP, but surprisingly I had 5.

From the Sad Magical Boys WIP.

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The next day, before sunrise, we all met up to train. The clearing Alejandro found was remote as all hell, and we couldn’t help but shiver in the snowy January weather. 
	
Alejandro started a fire in the center—without even transforming—and we all huddled around it for warmth. 
	
“We couldn’t have done this when it wasn’t ass o’clock in the morning?” Oliver asked. 
	
“We got caught last time, and we can’t have that happening again.”
ambooneauthor.bsky.social
There's 25 instances of the word hope in this WIP, but I decided to go with the 3 on one page.

Alejandro's kind of in denial here, tbh. I wouldn't have any hope either if I was told all the magical people before me got got.

From the Sad Magical Boys WIP. #WIPSnips #amwriting
“Less about Chiemeka and more about us,” Oliver said. “What are we going to do? I don’t want to die. We’re not even twenty-five, we have our whole lives in front of us, and we’re going to get killed—”
	
Alejandro glared at him, and I pulled at my collar, sweating slightly. Whenever he got upset, the temperature went up ten degrees. But that was just how our magic leaked. Alejandro made things hot, and I could blow out people’s eardrums by speaking too loudly.
	
“We’re not going to die!” he cried. “Why are you being such a pessimist?”
	
“It happened to everyone before, what’s stopping it from happening to us?”
	
“We’re prepared, and we know what’s coming. We can train, and we can fight. We have to have hope.”
	
Hope. I took a deep breath. He was right about that, at the least. Being all doom and gloom about our fate wasn’t helpful—but having your head in the clouds wasn’t either. 
	
Oliver deflated. “Hope. Right. I just… My sponsorships are the only thing that keeps the lights on back home. If I died… my mom can’t raise four kids on her own.”
	
“I know. But we’re going to be fine.”
	
Famous last words.
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apologising in advance for the kind of person i may or may not become when season 3 of iwtv starts airing next year
ambooneauthor.bsky.social
Third teammate, get!

Devontae and Alejandro aren't particularly enthused by this because Oliver's a jock and they're nerds. (Both of them got thrown into lockers a lot.)

From the Sad Magical Boys WIP. #WIPSnips #amwriting
A bubble of bright gold light came from his left hand, and a ring with a bright gold gem appeared on his middle finger. Well, that sealed it. He was one of our teammates. A Knight of Eternity. 
	
I swallowed. This was something else.
	
“I’m not gonna lie. Stranger things have happened. Might as well give it a shot.” He thrust out his hand and cried. “Kingdom of Eternity! Give me your power!” 
	
And for a moment, nothing happened. But then a blinding flash of light filled the room, and when it faded, he’d transformed. 
	
Just like with Alejandro and I, he was in a white suit, but his cape was gold. His hair had gone from dirty blond to a long, shining gold, with eyes to match, but otherwise than that, he hadn’t changed much. Must be nice. 
	
But that made it easier for him to get caught. There weren’t many six and a half foot tall, built like a brick wall blonds running around here. Alejandro at least had a completely different hair color, and my… magical form looked completely different than my mundane form. 
	
Another bubble of gold light appeared in front of him, and he grabbed it. A golden longsword with an eternity symbol on the hilt manifested in his hand, and he marveled at it. 
	
“Wow,” he said quietly. “I’m the Mercenary of Eternity…” 
	
“Congratulations,” Alejandro said, his voice flat. “Welcome to Knights of Eternity-ville: population, three.” 
	
“I’m not gonna lie, this is weird, but… Glad to be here.”
	
He clapped Alejandro on the back, and he let out a quiet squeak. I couldn’t help but wince. Oof.
ambooneauthor.bsky.social
Good! I got 16k written on my Sad Magical Boys WIP and cleaned my kitchen. Overall, it was pretty chill.

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A snip from when Devontae (the MC) transformed into his magical boy form for the first time. If you can't tell, his theme color is silver. 😂

(My friend said that his outfit kinda sounds like a two-bit cosplayer getup, but that's the point.)

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I swallowed again, then cried, “K-Kingdom of Eternity! Give me your power!” 
	
And for a split second, nothing happened. For a split second, my heart fell. She was lying. She had to be lying—
	
Then a spiral of rainbow light burst from the bracelet and wrapped around my body. Everything else melted away, and in that moment, it was just me and the magic latent in my soul. I closed my eyes, letting it take me—transform me—into whatever it wanted. Beautiful music echoed around me as I slipped into my magical form—my true form.
	
Before I even knew what was happening, it was over. I took a few deep breaths. Everything was different. My center of gravity was higher, and…
	
I glanced at myself in the nearby mirror, then did a double take. I was wearing a white, frilly suit, with accents in silver, and a silver cape billowing behind me. I even had matching boots and gloves.
ambooneauthor.bsky.social
Y'know, I'd never thought about masks as a metaphor or symbol until I wrote the Sad Magical Boys WIP... Maybe I should incorporate that more in the next draft. 🤔

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ambooneauthor.bsky.social
Good question. All of the sad magical boys have a secret identity, so that counts as some sort of mask.

The four of them are only really allowed to be themselves, and not what others expect of them, when they're transformed and fighting together.

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Hi, #QueerWritersChat , my name is A.M. a transmasc writer of Black and queer urban fantasies and paranormal romances.

My current project is The Silence of Eternity, aka the Sad Magical Boys WIP, about a trans dude violinist who joins a group of magical boys, but not everything is what it seems...
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This one was also oddly hard. (I finally went with ✨vibes✨)

Hell of a way to find out that your "magical mentor" used to be a queen and sacrificed a bunch of people before you. Yikes. 😬

But at least she dangled the prize of eternal life in front of them!

From the Sad Magical Boys WIP. #WIPSnips
I fell into a vision. 
	
Chiemeka and Chandra were standing in front of a massive throne, looking down at four people—two women, one man, and one nonbinary person. Their colors were green, orange, black and white. The original Knights of Eternity…. The Healer of Eternity, the Soldier of Eternity, the Fighter of Eternity, and the Guardian of Eternity… 
	
The Healer had her staff, the Soldier, a sword like Oliver’s, the Fighter a pair of fisticuffs, and the Guardian, magical string. 
	
Chiemeka was practically glowing with magic, her pink dress ten times as beautiful and fancy, while Chandra was in a cross between a purple suit like ours, and a dress like hers. They both looked resplendent. 
	
I swallowed.
	
“You’ve been chosen to fight a great evil. If you succeed, you’ll be given a place in the Kingdom of Eternity, eternal life, and magic stronger than anyone here,” Chiemeka said, her voice hard.
	
They nodded. 
	
And they fought. But all I could do was watch as a… darkness overtook the kingdom. They fought their hardest, but… failed. They were struck down one by one. 
	
They transcended permanently, but it wasn’t enough. All they could do was temporarily push it back. The power of literal gods in human form wasn’t enough. And if that wasn’t enough…
	
That was it? That was what were going to fight? An all-consuming darkness that could overpower gods? 
	
The scene changed, and I saw countless numbers of knights throughout the years try to defeat it and fail. Tens of knights. Hundreds of knights. And they all failed.
ambooneauthor.bsky.social
My cat, Potato, makes me happy! (even when he's being a little shithead...)

On the promo side: I wrote an enemies to lovers vampire romance I'm pretty proud of www.amazon.com/dp/B0F2SJZ1B4

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This was a hard one. Decided to go with ✨vibes✨ and have an assault and battery.

This was the midpoint of Alejandro's downward spiral that I talked about a few days ago. Devontae utterly lost his shit later.

From the Sad Magical Boys WIP. #WIPSnips #amwriting
	
Friday afternoon, I was leaving orchestra with Shae—who had dropped it for now, thank god—and ran into Alejandro, who was holding a stack of library books. 
	
They saw red, and before I could do anything, rushed over to him and grabbed him by his collar.
	
“What are you doing?” I cried. “Leave him alone!”
	
“You need to leave Devontae alone,” they snarled, pulling him down to their level. “I don’t know what you’ve done, or what you’re doing, but if you fuck with him again, I’m kicking your ass!” 
	
“Shae, cut it out,” I said. “He’s not blackmailing me.”
	
Alejandro just glared at them, and his eyes flashed red. I grimaced. They didn’t know the truth, and if Alejandro and I had our way, they never would. 
	
“I’d like to see you try,” he said coolly.
	
“You’re such a fucking creep,” they said. “I don’t get what Devontae sees in you as a friend.”
	
A small crowd gathered around us. What did I even do here? If Alejandro used his true power, it’d be a curbstomp. We weren’t human. We were faster, stronger, and had magic that most people were sure only existed in comic books. 
	
And sure, Alejandro was my leader, but Shae… I’d do anything for them. 
	
“You really don’t know who you’re fucking with, do you?” he said, smirking. 
	
“I think I do.” 
	
He merely grabbed their wrist, and they cried out in pain before stumbling away. The smell of burning flesh filled the air. 
	
“What are you doing?” they cried, twisting in his grip. 
	
“Alejandro, what the hell?” I hissed, wedging myself between the two of them. “In public?”
	
He let them go. “Don’t mess with me ever again. You might be Devontae’s friend, but I’m not afraid to fuck you up.” 
	
He picked his books up off the ground and walked away. So much for keeping the magic a secret. But who would believe me if I said he nearly set them on fire?
ambooneauthor.bsky.social
Here's the pride flags for the sad magical boys:

Alejandro (the leader) is biromantic and demisexual.
Devontae (the main character) is a trans man and bisexual.
Oliver (the tank) is gay (but hasn't quite figured that out yet)
And Yijun (the DPS) is pansexual!

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the demisexual flag with a bisexual flag heart inside of it the bisexual flag and the trans flag put together into one flag the gay/mlm flag the pansexual flag
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It's already past the 8th of October. Oh?😌
 
もう10月も8日を過ぎましたね。
秋らしくなって。
 
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Sun roasted potato. 🥔 Photo from my collection, 1954.
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ambooneauthor.bsky.social
Didn't have dungeon, so I went with jail. (This was the only instance of it in the entire document, funnily enough.)

Devontae's always been kind of mousy, and out of all of the sad magical boys, he's the most sad. RIP him.

From the Sad Magical Boys WIP. #WIPSnips #amwriting
I dropped off my stuff at my apartment, then started my trek down to the football field. I could already hear the cries of cheerleaders, and the cheers of the football team. Ugh. This was just high school all over again.
	
I’d been horribly bullied from middle school on, and it was only went I came out in junior year that it stopped. It was okay to bully quiet orchestra students, but no one wanted to go to jail for a hate crime, so I magically became immune. 
	
No more getting shoved in lockers, tripped down flights of stairs, or having the popular girls threaten to break the violin you’d had since eighth grade. 
	
But going from a target to invisible had its own set of pains.
ambooneauthor.bsky.social
The Sad Magical Boys WIP is... urban fantasy? Superheroes...? LGBTQ fantasy? (all of the sad magical boys are queer in some way)

There's some romance, but it's not a Romance™️ (which is odd for me, I usually write smutty romance)

Gonna go with urban fantasy for now.

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This was the point where Alejandro started having his downward spiral. RIP. (The others eventually got him out of it.)

The sad magical boys will, sooner or later, become so powerful that they won't be able to go back to their mundane forms. 😔

From the Sad Magical Boys WIP. #WIPSnips #amwriting
“Sorry that I’m late. Practice ran late—we have a performance in a couple weeks.” I shrugged. “What did Chiemeka say?”
	
“That’s the thing,” he said, a hint of panic in his voice, “she’s not responding.”
	
I glanced down at my bracelet. It was still there. I still had my magic—as much of a pain as it was…
	
“What? Is she okay? Is she…” I trailed off. Putting that out into the universe wouldn’t help. 
	
“I don’t know!” he snapped. “I just—okay. Sorry for snapping at you. She’s still breathing, and I can still feel her magic, but…”
	
“Maybe she’s doing something? I know she said something about watching us…”
	
He continued pacing the living room, balling his fists.
	
“Getting pissed isn’t going to do anything,” Oliver said. “Calm down.”
	
Oof. That was the absolute worst thing you could say to someone already on the verge of a breakdown. As much as he said he could read people…
	
Alejandro gave Oliver the biggest death glare I’d ever seen, and his sleeve caught on fire. He let out a yelp and put it out. 
	
“What is wrong with you?” Oliver matched his glare, and the lights flickered.
	
“Look. I didn’t mean it. I just—for fuck’s sake… I just want her to be safe.”
	
“I didn’t know we could even use our powers outside of our magical forms,” I said. 
	
Alejandro went ashen. “Neither did I.”
ambooneauthor.bsky.social
The setting of the Sad Magical Boys WIP is Meadow Ridge University, in the fictional town of Brighthurst, CA. (It's kinda vaguely in Central California on the coast...)

The time period is kind of a vague 2020s but with no Covid.

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