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Jan Karlsson
@jangoeswriting.bsky.social
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Watty Award winner 2021, 6x shortlisted. Ambys Award winner 2024 & 2x 2023. 4x ONC Award shortlisted. Writer (🤔).

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Jan Karlsson @jangoeswriting.bsky.social · Oct 18
Here are the links to all my writing profiles.
I like to think there’s something for everybody here, in most genres.

Take a look!

Wattpad: www.wattpad.com/user/JanGoes...
Jan Karlsson (@JanGoesWriting) - Wattpad
[Wattys 2021 Winner, Sci-Fi Category - "Foston Slacks - Time's Flies"] [Wattys 2024 Shortlist - "Foston Slacks - Good's Intentions"] [Watty...
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kendowning.bsky.social
Imposter syndrome is strong within me, I am mirror-blind to my own image. If it were not for the #reflection I see in your eyes, I would doubt that I even exist. You make me a better person. Your example raises me to higher levels, as I strive to become who you believe I am.
#vss365
November 27, 2025 at 12:23 AM
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writingrachel.bsky.social
I had Liam help me set up the table when Patrick came in saying "This guy keeps coming to my town and I don't like it " We all say hi to Andrew I told Liam and Kathleen "He's been undercover since the wedding." #WIPSnips charming chocolates book 2
November 27, 2025 at 12:34 AM
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atkinsondor.bsky.social
word of the day: impede

from my #YA #WIP

#WIPsnips 🤖💘🏹

#writesky #kidlit #writingcommunity
Text from my work-in-progress, THE MYTHOS GAME, on a purple background: Ganymede, Vee’s assistant, shaves half my hair off. This will allow brainwaves to travel further. Or something. How hair would impede brainwaves is a mystery to me. Gan’s bright red freckles make him look like he’s blushing all the time. He’s young. Maybe fourteen or fifteen. “What do you think, Ecco 4?” he asks the Automatica as he hands me a mirror. The Automatica smiles. “The curls on one side are the height of fashion.” “I look like an egg with half a wig,” I grunt. “Trust Ecco 4. He knows everything.” Gan hands me a fuzzy green cap. “Now I look like half a gnome.”
November 27, 2025 at 12:04 AM
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daletudgehumor.bsky.social
I apologize for spending #vss365 on this trifle of an #haiku— a mere eleven words, some with barely enough meat on their typeset bones to make decent alphabet soup. It reflects poorly on my #writing, and—I can see my own #reflection in the soup!
November 26, 2025 at 11:37 PM
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vicentelruiz.bsky.social
"Can we attack? No #reflection?"

"No reflection."

"Are you sure it's a mirror and not a window?"

"Once! It happened only once! And it was a very clean window!"

#VSS365
November 26, 2025 at 11:34 PM
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chrisandew.bsky.social
Runny noses
Running home
To warm the toes
Streaming eyes
Peering through winter
Glisten with reflections of fire
Face turns to a rose 🌹
#vss365 #reflection
November 26, 2025 at 11:11 PM
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allysonjoule.bsky.social
I look into
the glass and
see a reflection
I can’t deny.
Hope and pain
sit together
in my eyes,
indistinguishable.
My pulse quickens
for the dream
living in my heart.
I search
for strength,
but love keeps
rising through
the cracks.
And still I stare,
caught in the
truth of my
own longing.

#vss365
November 26, 2025 at 11:10 PM
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pkrt.bsky.social
Peach Schnapps, gazes at his #reflection in a mirror.
Kurt Kerf2: Whatchya doing?
Peach: Searching for meaning, my deepest desire.
K2: What? That's not the Mirror of Erised!
Peach: The Mirror of whatnow?
K2: Erised. From Harry Potter?
Peach: Nerd.

#vss365
November 26, 2025 at 11:10 PM
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lousynick.bsky.social
Otto #understood things.

Every crime solved; every mystery uncovered.

Except the weird gaps in his own memory.

And the Case of the Mirror Murderer, always one step ahead, leaving messages scrawled in blood.

"Look in the mirror."

All he sees is his own #reflection.

Curious.

#InkMine #vss365
a man in a suit and tie is reaching out towards someone
ALT: a man in a suit and tie is reaching out towards someone
media.tenor.com
November 26, 2025 at 10:52 PM
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danigracewrites.bsky.social
#vss365
#Reflection
#poetry
#poetrylovers
Reflection Rejoice in life and happiness The ringing of every bell Resounds to the tympanic essence That echoes through your mind Forget the thoughts of innocence Each new birth renews its meaning Permits melodic pureness to fade Forever to disintegrate in time The voices call a thousand times But what fate is to capture the sound Of reason and listen to hear The sweet soprano of their harmonic song The heart twines with a million strings Plucked into a blazing symphony The rapturous calliope lost in soft Caresses of beauty and delight Release the tone of vibrance Cry out to your own desires The orchestra of Passion’s slaves bow low in pain and wondrous pleasure Let the music sweep you away into the deepest depths of your soul know yourself in the intimacies Of a life inside these mirrored walls. Poem by Danielle Grace
November 26, 2025 at 10:40 PM
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alibutterfly.bsky.social
#vss365 #poetry #reflection #bravewrite #writing
November 26, 2025 at 10:36 PM
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verosthewriter.bsky.social
#WIPSnips
Gallara relates the time she impeded a guy who deserved it. She didn't know he was a demigod.

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #writingprompt
“Like I said, I was trying to read when that guy walked up to me,” Gallara continued, as Zedenko quietly made a little more space between them. “It was like he just couldn’t imagine that someone would tell him no. He started getting … aggressive about it, so I finally told him fine, I’d meet him that night. Of course I wasn’t there. The place where I said I would meet him was full of hanging garroteweed.” She glanced around and acted surprised that people were giving her horrified looks. “It was the middle of spring! The garroteweed wasn’t strong enough to be dangerous yet. It would have just held him there all night to give him something to think about, without actually hurting him. Well, maybe some bruising.”
November 26, 2025 at 10:47 PM
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Bracing herself, Sulaire placed her foot under Sagart’s armpit, grasped her wrist with both hands, and pulled. Sagart screamed in rage and pain, but Sulaire pulled harder, heard a grating sound, felt the shoulder go back into its socket.
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
prahajess.bsky.social Jessica Fisher Riches - is Querying and Drafting @prahajess.bsky.social · 5h
🧹 EARLY MAGIC 🧹

Frenemies take on high school, witchcraft, and daemons–both personal and magical.

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips #Q #F #YA #AmQuerying #witch
November 26, 2025 at 10:41 PM
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skkelleywrites.bsky.social
For better or worse, I used it twice in one paragraph in Something Familiar.
#WIPSnips
I had my suspicions after the door I was lead through gave way to a new location, but the first blow still caught me by surprise. I turned on Gottfried and, as I tried to throw up a shield, a splitting pain erupted in my head. The magical energy had recoiled, the pop in my chest an entirely unfamiliar sensation that threw me off balance for a second. The maleficarum laughed, but I did not flinch under his assault even as a blade of condensed ether dug into my side, drawing blood, before I could deflect it. I poured all of my focus, struggling against whatever impeded my magical ability, into curbing the worst of the pain, desperate to keep it from reflecting onto you or impeding my movement. Still, Gottfried persisted. My arm raised as if by instinct to block a punch, but the boosted energy behind his fist slammed my wrist into the side of my head and sent me reeling.
November 26, 2025 at 10:40 PM
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yhenryg.bsky.social
my #ride was late,
poorly #timed;
you're #inattentive,
I #ply my trade
you gave me a #marker
I'm here to collect
your #lack of means
is immaterial; clear terms
#adamant requirement:
repayment must be made

#vss365 #2WordPrompt #emoetry #wss366 #vssdaily #BlueskyRelay
November 26, 2025 at 10:29 PM
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lindseybot3k.bsky.social
#VSS365

I avoid the mirror
some days the tv
the PC monitor too
all the magazines from my youth
all the daytime talk shows too
told me my reflection was--
too ugly to be viewed
too little nose, too little forehead
freckles, acne, chubby cheeks
no use trying to be pretty
it will just be in vain
November 26, 2025 at 10:28 PM
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yhenryg.bsky.social
don't wait to be a #champion. On #reflection, you'll realize #tomorrow may never come. #Mesh your goals with your lifestyle needs and do the best you can.

#2WordPrompt #vss365 #vssdaily
November 26, 2025 at 9:53 PM
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to-the-worlds.bsky.social
The desire for universal salvation
is a #reflection of one's beaming heart.
Do all flowers blossom under such a light
or do some require more darkness to grow?
#vss365 #universalsalvation #theodicies #religion #growth #spirituality #God
November 26, 2025 at 9:22 PM
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scoopskie.bsky.social
Night crowded with stars
Reflections of lives past
Collected by constellations
On a background so vast
Each had its own story
As the generations passed
Memories faded away
Leaving space to be recast

#blueskyrelay #theskysavedroomforonemore #vss365 #reflection
November 26, 2025 at 9:11 PM
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gemma77.bsky.social
morning #reflection
my open blind's wavy fringe
in my first coffee

#vss365 #haiku
November 26, 2025 at 9:11 PM
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fhpowellwriter.bsky.social
I often wander through
graveyards
wondering about
lives gone by
the living separated
from those they once loved
so many memories locked
in a place of reflection
filled with silence and eternal repose
#vss365 #reflection
November 26, 2025 at 9:09 PM
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phanversace.bsky.social
"He just had to #impede..." Bailey glanced at the destruction Cosmo made at the gate. Cosmo was passed out in the front seat of the Humvee. Even when she moved to another state, he had to find her.
"You know him?" one officer said.
"Yeah, that's General Phoenix..." She shook her head. #WIPSnips
November 26, 2025 at 9:51 PM
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prahajess.bsky.social
🧹 EARLY MAGIC 🧹

Frenemies take on high school, witchcraft, and daemons–both personal and magical.

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips #Q #F #YA #AmQuerying #witch
 Esme lowered the chain over Rowan’s head. She longed to examine it, to feel the heaviness in her palm—to use it. But none of that was allowed during a ceremony. Grandmother had made that clear before they left the house.  “Rowan,” Esme said. “Do you understand the rules and responsibilities you must follow?” “I do.” Only since she was eight. “Forswear all treachery against the coven, wield magic with wisdom and restraint, and hold steadfast to the Rede.” Esme bowed her head. “You will uphold these rules and protect the coven under pain of rejection from the circle, destruction of your lamen, and confiscation of your Book of Spells?” “I will.” “Rowan, heir of Angelica, you have two weeks to master your tasks and to discover that name that is your fate, and which will never be uttered to one outside the circle.” Rowan suppressed a smile. She’d known her magical name for years. It sat on her tongue like candy.
November 26, 2025 at 9:25 PM
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lousytshirt.bsky.social
#WIPSnips from Monah's Bk. 2 -- using synonym "prevent" -- Monah's reading a passage from Aleksander's journals that describes their initial journey to Piatra Invelis.
#writesky #writingcommunity #queerwriters
He inquires as to where we aim, yet Thyberius and I had no plan, no map, no agenda on this journey. Merely to defect from the corrupt leadership of Boran and his mother. Should the remainder of our journey reflect our terrible interactions in Istanbul, Gökhan will be the least of our worries. For all of our power, we must submit to the humans when we traverse in the Territories, yet Duke Gökhan is propelled by nothing more than arrogance and ignorance. It troubles Thyberius and I, as we meant to travel under cloak, without disturbance. Gökhan will yet be the death of us, we are both certain. If I could travel back through time and prevent him from seeing us, I would give at least one limb to do it.
November 26, 2025 at 9:20 PM