ultimate writer. wrote:@anxious ghost I have some angst-based prompts!
What do you want it like? There are some unused ones which I can PM ya!
( and I really like your writings! I'll be sure to bookmark so that I can read those one-shots later )
Also, hey I'm back to this thread now ≥﹏≤
aloe~ wrote:This was like,, a vent poem? I kinda liked the way it turned out though, so I kind of just wanted to get it off my chest somewhere. Hope that’s okay !! [ I’ve been calling this Muted Pigments ]
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Crookedleaf wrote:Kzadrin wrote:Prompt #2
Each morning I wake with them on my mind, and the now familiar pain in my heart.
She woke up that morning the same as any with that same memory dancing across her mind."Thomas!!!!" She blinked away the tears as they fell, knowing even they can't change the past and what happened that day, and nothing ever will. "I'm coming, I won't let them take you..." She walked out her bedroom, if you could even call it that, his words causing her heart to ache, rushing to the sink and the broken mirror of the abandoned house looking at her torn heart drawn across her face."I wish we could take the both of you...Your power seems so interesting, Thomas." Feet pounding. "I don't think you're going to take either of us, a**hole." She turns and leaves walking towards her bag her thoughts still a jumble of memories and the fact he's never coming back."Thomas!!!" Heart beating..Hers? "They don't know these woods like we do L-" She dropped the arrows to the ground, seeing them fall the same way someone does when hitting something, and she bent down grabbing them trying to shove the feelings deep down."Thomas?!" Tears streaming. "Go check him, make sure he is unable to follow us." One of the guys walk to where the rock had popped out the ground bending down at looking at his face. She slipped on the arrow bag around her shoulder glancing around the house seeing the one thing she forgot to grab and walked towards it."The deed is done." Falling, spinning, lost..."THOMAS" She picked up the old hunting jacket of his and slipped it around her feeling him near and walked out the door moving to the next location. She turned quickly seeing her childhood friend behind her, the woods visable through his faded self. "Come on loser, it's time to catch the catchers.."
.Kira Nightblade. wrote:Me: Gonna write a novel, gonna writer a novel!
Me: *starts writing* Alright! Two thousand words in a day!
*next day*
Me: One thousand words, not bad..
*three days later*
Me: only one hundred words, alright alright, tomorrow will be better..
*one week later*
Me: Gonna write another novel, just till I'm over this writers block!
And the cycle goes on
➶➶➶➶➶ ℓυмιησυs ➷➷➷➷➷ wrote:Lord help me.
I've been going through so much writers block. I literally can only answer prompts at the moment. Like, I've literally added two words to my novel in a whole week. What do you guys do to help yourselves out?
I swear if you say "just wait", I'ma smack you with a Guinness World Records book lol
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