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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️
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Currently working on: Daughter of the Sword (Draft 3!) Fantasy novel
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · Jul 13
My pitch for #BluePit - still a work in progress, but one I'm happy with so far. Excuse the rather basic pitch, I wrote it on the fly!

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A classic fantasy tale set in the world of Riviera; when fledgling wizard Cassiel sets out to find the sorcerer who murdered her parents, she meets Rehara, a warlock who seeks the same sorcerer for her own reasons - to rescue a young girl whom the Sorcerer has kidnapped. But in a world where magic is outlawed and danger lurks in the shadows, can Cassiel trust Rehara — or will their secrets tear them apart? And what is the goal of their shared enemy?
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Bronwyn's first true love is the forge; she loves the warmth, the reminder of home, and the process of making something with her hands. Over time it becomes a comfort to her, something to take her mind from her struggles...

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isaacxisaac.bsky.social Isaac X Isaac @isaacxisaac.bsky.social · 17h
Today's random #Lovember #WritingPrompt for the #WriteSky #WritingCommunity:

Would your character(s) still fall for their first love(s)?
If it doesn't make sense to answer for romantic love, you can talk about some other sort of "first love".
November 24, 2025 at 12:47 PM
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Hair is an important one for me, as I think it can say a lot about a character - how much they care for their appearance, their lifestyle, even their culture.
In the very first draft, Cassiel cut her hair very short (very roughly) as a way of making a statement about her own dedication.
charliedeltawrites.bsky.social Charlie Delta 🦊🐐 @charliedeltawrites.bsky.social · 22h
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Here's an appearance one that I don't think we've talked about yet: What does your character's hair look like?

Do they have hair? Long or short? What color? How do they usually wear it? Is it important to them?

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November 24, 2025 at 11:00 AM
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For today's snip, have the DEBUT of Draft 3!
We're back to Daughter of the Sword (singular not plural) title for this draft as I focus more on a singular protagonist. Fear not — Reha will still make an appearance!

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Title: Prologue: Survivor Subtitle: The end of the Mage War. Rain fell over the street, hard and cold – Not hard enough to wash the blood from the stones, not cold enough to quench the fires that still burned where buildings had once stood.
November 24, 2025 at 10:35 AM
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No crystals at all in Draft 2 — so I found Rubies instead!

Already started planning Draft 3; hoping to begin before Christmas!

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A great brazier had been lit beneath a clawed statue of the dragon god, whose ruby eyes watched all. It lit the entire room with dancing crimson flame, throwing twisted shadows against the walls from the statues of supplicants which faced inward towards the centre of the space.
November 22, 2025 at 10:55 AM
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Finally got to write the fated words every author hopes and dreads to reach: THE END!

Farewell to you, Draft2! I learned much, and have many far better ideas for where to go next.

Draft 3 here we come - new names, new lore, the same story but BETTER!

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November 19, 2025 at 11:01 PM
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A wintry post for today's snip as the weather turns colder!

Had a great discussion with some friends and fellow writers over the weekend while attending a wedding, so I've got even more ideas for draft 3 — watch this space!

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It was as bitter and cold a winter as any could remember, the season Cassiel spent in the Wizard’s tower. Master Harrow returned there every year to spend the winter in comfort and seclusion, unless a more pressing duty called him elsewhere. With Cassiel having arrived at the beginning of winter, he decided to dedicate the time to teaching her the foundations of magic, the raw theory she would require before beginning to practice the arcane in earnest. It was not easy.
November 17, 2025 at 12:21 PM
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What happened to the Wizards of old? They are gone from this place, a land of magic now without.

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Once, the Aurora had flashed and flared over every major city in the world, Harrow had told her. That was before the war had taken people’s trust and love of magic. Where magic had gone, malice and avarice had taken seed, and instead of places of learning, they had built temples of stricture and vaults to entomb knowledge that had once enriched people’s lives. The ban on magic had not just ended magic that harmed or took lives; it had banned magic which made crops grow, which saved ships at sea, which healed the sick and expressed beautiful art.
November 13, 2025 at 10:18 AM
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Cassiel would certainly put on a magic show — Gandalf style, fireworks and sparklers and illusions to delight!

Rehara, reluctant until drunk enough, would sink drinking songs and throw knives, axes, swords... Until Cas made her stop.

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charliedeltawrites.bsky.social Charlie Delta 🦊🐐 @charliedeltawrites.bsky.social · 12d
Tell me more about your #AwesomeCharacters

It's talent show day!

We are all putting together a talent show! What will your character's act be? Extremely flexible prompt, any talent goes!

If they don't like performing what backstage job would they want?

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November 12, 2025 at 1:21 PM
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Just a short snip today — haven't got much writing done lately. I know I need to push through to get the last 3-4 chapters of this draft done, but really struggling with time and motivation!

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At first the woman appeared to be fine as Cassiel helped her to her feet, standing to her full height — then she doubled over, hissing in pain with a hand over her ribs where she had been kicked earlier. Under her shirt, a pattern of bruises blossomed on her pale skin, indicating where the ribs might have been broken.
November 12, 2025 at 10:05 AM
abysmalauthor.bsky.social
Finally got around to watching #Frankenstein — and wow. WOW.
By far the most true to the spirit of the original of any adaptation I've seen; truly emotional and moving, and every shot of it was utterly beautiful.
Sat here crying at the end credits.
a man with curly hair stands in front of a statue
Alt: A gif of Victor Frankenstein, as played by Oscar Isaac; he stands in shadow, before the gaping maw of a gorgon-esque carving, before being illuminated by a stark burst of lightning.
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November 11, 2025 at 11:22 PM
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Rehara dallies with the locals in today's snip!

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Rehara told him a little of the lands further south, which she had visited more often than him. The great flat plains of Westereach, where farmland dominated the rich soil, and the rolling hills of Kelmar. She even told him a little of the Huldra Mountains, though she had not been back to her homeland since… since her father had passed. The low tavern was made momentarily lighter as the door swung wide. Rehara felt a ripple of discomfort pass through the room as three more figures entered it; the locals had displayed curiosity bordering on mistrust at Rehara’s presence, but for these newcomers, she sensed fear.
November 10, 2025 at 9:03 AM
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Harrow helps Cassiel prepare for her journey in this snip; no good ones for "Trail", so went with "Path" instead!

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“I have to go that way,” Cassiel said. “I do not know if I am ready to go alone.” Gently, her master placed a hand on her shoulder and gave a rare smile. “You are ready, Cassiel. Never before have I trained a brighter pupil. The path you follow must be your own, I cannot choose or decide it for you, much as it pains me. The way will not be easy. I say this not because you go alone, Cassiel, but because you will face greater demons than you understand, chasing vengeance.” “What danger will there be, Master?” “Only what you bring with you.”
November 5, 2025 at 4:25 PM
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Had an amazing idea for a #D&D campaign which I can't share with any of my friends in case I decide to actually run it — this would work for nearly any system but my preference is 5e.
All your players are scientists; allow them to decide exactly what field they are in, and what class suits it >
November 4, 2025 at 10:31 AM
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A lot of options for "Steel", many instances to choose from in this WIP!

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Cloudless nights she spent beneath the moon and stars with an Oneiromancer, who taught her to see the dreams of others. For a week she sat in silence in the hut of a Hedge-Witch, and learned of the herbs and plants that could save lives or take them. Another week, she felt nearly at home as she sweated in the heat of a Dwervic Forge, learning the way they imbued magic into the things they made, making iron and steel sing with blows of their hammers and the right intent.
November 4, 2025 at 10:04 AM
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No "nice" at all in this draft (which might be telling of the kind of story Daughters of the Sword is) but I did have "Kind"!

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Travel wore off the soft edges of childhood from Cassiel, in her temperament and features alike; she found herself taller, leaner, and less soft than she had been when she first arrived in Harrow’s tower. From place to place they went, offering their services, helping others, and in return taking only what food, clothes, and supplies they might need to reach the next place. The generosity of those they helped was as much as they could afford, and the people of Nordskea were kind to visitors and travellers by compact. In Haugr, they were suspicious, and wary of strangers who might be spies for the Mage-Hunters or the Empire.
November 3, 2025 at 12:35 PM
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After so long away from my main project, I really want to *write* but I'm not sure I'm ready to go back to it yet — maybe I should try some short stories again? I used to have an audience for those in RP communities, but I'm no longer in those. Maybe I should find a way to post them here?
October 27, 2025 at 10:51 AM
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real and true
An edited tweet from Coffee Spoonie that reads: I want to be extremely close about: I never *don't* want to be asked about my OC it is never a bad or inappropriate time for OC questions I will never be displeased by questions about my OC at no point in my life will I ever be like "no thank u, i don't want to talk about my character right now"
October 23, 2025 at 11:38 PM
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Another long gap between snips for me, but I couldn't turn my back on Halloween!
No "blood curdling" directly, but here's a particularly spooky snip from Daughters of the Sword. Should be more of these going forward — as I start writing again!

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Hunched over, it walked upright on two legs in a manner that suggested it preferred to bound on all fours. Despite the animality of its countenance, the creature was unmistakably human-like. Eyes that had once been a man’s glimmered in a human face, under dark brows and a crooked nose which had suffered many breaks in life. No life remained in them now, murky pools of liquid black pulling in all light. Below the eyes, thin grey lips peeled back from sharp teeth, yellowed and cracked with age and abuse; they were jagged and sharp like the edge of a shattered window, and the tongue which protruded between them was slimy, grey, and twitched like a worm seeking water. “What… what is that?” Rehara whispered. Cassiel had never heard fear in her voice before: but it was unmistakable now.
October 27, 2025 at 10:44 AM
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Also.
October 23, 2025 at 7:30 AM
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God damnit
I swear the air gets heavier around 6pm on Sundays. You can feel the Microsoft Teams energy approaching.
October 13, 2025 at 1:19 AM
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It's been a good long time since I posted a Snip — I've not been writing recently because next week I'm in a play!
After that I'm hoping my free time will expand and I'll get some words on pages!

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A shrill scream came from a house as one of the black-clad men dragged two women into the street by their hair, throwing them into the dirt as green flames caressed his form without hurting him. The women were both burned, their clothes smoking and blackened in places, and the man left them rolling on the ground without so much as a glance after them. Around his neck shone a silver necklace, probably the home’s only prize. “We have to do something,” Rehara said, looking to Cassiel. “Can you stop the fires?” “I can try,” she said, determined. “Can you take on those marauders?” Rehara grinned, her expression wicked in the unnatural firelight. “Gladly.”
October 10, 2025 at 10:33 PM
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it's not FOR us
edited comic panel. Batman is breaking a lump-with-handle cow tool over his knee and saying "this is the tool of the cow. we do not understand it. we will not use it."
October 10, 2025 at 1:02 PM
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Hawkgirl 💛💚🪽
Fan art drawing of Hawkgirl, wings out with her trusty mace resting across her shoulders. Wonder what she has planned tonight?
October 4, 2025 at 11:43 PM
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No actual bears in Daughters of the Sword, but I liked the look of this snip!

Currently beginning planning for a third draft, debating whether or not I'll start it before I get to the end of Draft 2 here — lots of changes to the lore and journey!

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Hooks hung from the low roof, bearing bundles of drying herbs or colonies of tiny mushrooms whose skin beaded with sticky, dark poisons. In the walls, niches and alcoves held jars of all sizes containing floating specimens of things that had once been alive; eyes, tails, tongues, and unidentifiable organs from all manner of creatures.
September 29, 2025 at 8:39 AM
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Um actually, they're only Hobbits if they come from the Hobbiton region of the shire.

Otherwise they're just sparkling halflings.
September 26, 2025 at 9:02 AM