I just wanted to let some of y’all (Texas slang for “you guys and gals”) that Kaytlin Philips has a pretty good monitored Forum type blog site at:
https://www.writers-vision.com/

…if any of you want to try signing up there (yes, it’s free too).

They have writing games and contests, challenges, and writing topics too.

Spread the…[Read more]

Hi, Abrielle!

I am Inkhorn (as my username and tag both state xP), and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance though it is through the Internet.

I’m not sure how many people are still active since SE has been pretty dead lately, but since summer has started, it might kick up again.

I’ll tag some of the others from the…[Read more]

BURN

WHAT IS THIS SCALY THING THAT BROKE ME?!

Okay. It broke the prison too. And that’s a good thing but still.

What. Is. It?

Eventually, I stop rolling – Rolling. Through. Glass. Punk. It. Sucks. – and came to a stop.

Problems remaining: still don’t know wh…[Read more]

Okay.

So.

I can scream for help.

I can break the glass. (haha, yeah. Sure. Just magic up some super-strength like Drake. Right.)

Or … will the switch flip again?

Nope. It’s stuck. Perfect.

Anyway that alarm is off.

I’m just gonna … keep ignoring the glowing hearts on my arm. Why not?

I mean, ya’know punk. Why wouldn’t…[Read more]

[@this-is-not-an-alien – The entire character castle is going to regret your choice.]

[You do nothing, save crossing your arms and smirking at the blinking, glowing buttons. For you are stubborn.]

[Stubborn as the foundations of this castle.]

[Stubborn as a m…[Read more]

“Details. Now.”

The world warped into gray-gold sensations.

Sticky like honey.

Chalky like ash.

Warm like both.

Round and frail.

I feel my blindfold – it’s replaced the bandages. Finally. And the infection is gone.

“Hey.” Grimme calls – her voice is close and how did I not know she was coming? “Does that feel better?”

“Yep.…[Read more]

@rose-colored-fancy

@this-is-not-an-alien

@irishcelticredflowercrown

@lady-grace

@ethan-leonard

@e-n-leonard

@mamaauthoress

@anyone else

Is anyone up for more character castle shenanigans?

Even though they couldn’t see it, Hades closed his eyes with the satisfaction of someone not nicknaming him. “I would be most grateful.”

*Considering whether or not he should tell them his name. Might do it if someone asks*

“Come and sit in a circle. Everyone gets a pa…[Read more]

“Mere passing acquaintanceship,” Nathair assured, probing “He seemed to know an old friend of him, Alessio.”

Give a few minor hints, get Nathair to leak out some info. “I’ve seen a person named Alessio with the one who calls himself Arsene…[Read more]

SEARCH

“How could I have anticipated that would happen!?!” Nathair says from the ground.

I lunge at Burn, knocking us both to the ground. “Stop! Punching! People! Without! Warning!”

He’s still howling curses though. Well. At least he recognizes me. Otherwise, things would have gone from…[Read more]

As she listened to Alessio… Leana’s heart warmed and bubbled like a brook. Father loved Alessio. He knew him. He named him.

He… always seemed to make people feel valuable. Be they a senator whose carriage lost a wheel. Or a begger…[Read more]

They didn’t have time to talk though, the sooner they made it…[Read more]

“It means ‘Dear One’ Or ‘Valuable’, ‘Precious’. ‘Beloved’. Eazizun means those… and more. Wahid means ‘One’. ‘Singular’. ‘No other like it’.” She said, watching him with that kind, painfully compassionate loo…[Read more]

“WE FELL THROUGH ANOTHER HOLE IN REALITY!” Burn shrieked, furiously. Actually angry enough Nathair didn’t feel like annoying hi – he was…[Read more]

Alessio ducked onto the floor, like he was afraid to be hit, and ripped a strip from the hem of the tablecloth.

Leana’s brows lifted. Her eyes widened when he snapped off the leg of the table.…[Read more]

“Alright. Thank you.” She said and Alessio cringed under her look. He shouldn’t have told her what to do like that he shouldn’t have called him a…[Read more]

Who sprung a leak to the Endless Abyss?!

“We’re gonna die Search! We’re gonna die!”

Search just clucked my hand tighter. “Not yet we aren’t!”

“And I still haven’t figured out what a dragon is!”

“We’ll be fine!”

“I don’t want to die without knowing what a dragon is!”

“I don’t either!”

“In here!”

It’s so loud from the flood I d…[Read more]

“Mm.” Leana acknowledged, bobbing her head up and down adorably. Alessio bit his lip, turning an even deeper shade of red. “What if I…somehow hurt him? I mean-“

“Yeah, what if she hurts Alessio?” Alessio asked innocently, fidgeting with even more awkward/nervous energy than usual.

“Thank you.” She added a bit uneas…[Read more]

___________________

Leana had been joking about the biting. She tended to joke, when nervous, but always wondered if anyone realized it was in jest. Dom did…

She danced away from Alessio when he released her. But she didn’t…[Read more]

“When the exes are fighting the kids get to play.” She laughed.

That’s nice to know, he was hoping for more context, he really was…

“Uh. Is that thunder?” Burn interjected, and Nathair glanced up. Then at Burn, oh yes he was blin…[Read more]

Snake-Punk adds almost amiably. But also, with a suspicious hint of confusion.

(despite the fact that he didn’t really know what a lizard was.)

“So.” Oh boy, here it comes. “How’d you get permanent blood stains in your hair?”

Not what I thought was coming.

But I grin anyway -whi…[Read more]

Leana did her best not to make a gagging sound. Break free? Uh… “Bite you?” If I had my dagger, I could try to stab you in the gut. But I left it on my horse, and… I wouldn’t want to risk success, with that. Not that I would have success. “But… you might not taste too good.” *br…[Read more]

Before he could overthink it, a punch swung at him hard. He automatically moved to the side and snatched her wrist using her own momentum to yank her i…[Read more]

She tried to put her thumb inside her fist, because she always did, but Alessio corrected, “You need your thumb outside of your fist, so you don’t break your hand throwing a punch, your feet need to be spaced enough for balance but not…[Read more]

Well, he hadn’t really expected her to have a lot of fighting experience anyway.

“I…I’ve only been a messenger.” She said “Riding a horse from outpost to outpost. I had a dagger, but…All of us knew it wouldn’t do any good, if caught. It isn’t really a stable job.”

Alright, she’d be used to the feel of a knife that’d…[Read more]

Leana nodded slowly, and took a step back. You said… the point of all the mirrors is to make us feel guilty? 

Alessio glanced uneasily at the chocolate guy, I should…[Read more]

Was this what it felt like to lose someone who actually cared about you…? That was numbing.

She was still speaking, softly, almost as if to herself.

“So many in this war, have lost fathers. Brothers, friends…” If there hadn’t been a war…would his father have loved him…[Read more]

“I – Sorry,” He stammered.

Leana didn’t pull away or look at him. So many things still rushed through her mind.

After a minute or two, Alessio spoke again, “I’ll keep searching until we find your father- I believe we’ll find him eventually, but if we don’t…” Leana stepped back. Alessio’s face ti…[Read more]

“Alright.” She said, as if taking in all the information she’d been given. He bit his lip, not sure if he should say something or just shut up for how “helpful” he’d b – Alessio flinched as a hand rubbed his arm, but…[Read more]

Finally he looked at her, biting his lip, “It’s possible if Nithel is still in this world…dimension…place…then he might be forced into the trials as well and there’s a chance of us finding him there. I don’t know.” He sucked in a deep breath, and Leana’s brows furrowed. “The…[Read more]

Whichever one has more braincells this castle has a huge braincell deficiency. 😌✌️

Alessio nearly jumped when Leana crawled out from under the table – a safe distance away from them. Devisldevilsdevils was she listening in? That was stupid she would’ve hidden better if she int…[Read more]

Leana’s eyes widened, as she still hunkered under the table. Is it too m…[Read more]

Sorry that I’m so late!

I know a guy who was in the Army, and he strongly encourages you to do a lot of research, which you seem to already be doing (I wish you the best of luck!)

From my own experience with this guy, on your question about language and cold-blooded killers:

• You can avoid cursing, but soldiers will insult and…

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Instinctively his mind started assessing every possible escape route in the room, but he bit back the urge. This was Arsene, he’d be fine.

“L…[Read more]

What’s your WIP about?  Do you have any favorite books?  What are some of your favorite crafts?
That’s really cool that you’re learning to knit!  I never learned to knit, but it does seem fun (and practical.)

I think that SE is…unfortunately rather inactive at the moment.  I think that…[Read more]

Pardon me for sounding like Burn here, but punk literally not a single word of that made sense!

Okay. Deep breaths Search. Piece together what you can.

Whitehall – a location.

Jetstream – um.

Ship – drawing a blank… oh, probably transportation? Put a pin in that.

Job and money – that can’t be too different?

Tickets – okay, for tra…[Read more]

“Whitehall.” Caleb said “There we can sit out the jetstream and catch the ship north. From there I go back home. You guys can follow but that is up to you.”

Very little of what he said made sense but hey sticking together sounded like a plan.

“And what in this clearly gods-forsaken land is a jetstream?” B…[Read more]

“Whitehall. There we can sit out the jetstream and catch a ship north. From there I go back home. You guys can follow but that is up to you.”

“And what in this clearly gods-forsaken land is a jetstream?”

Caleb looked at Burn hard for two reasons. First, having lived all his life on the floating islands…[Read more]

“There was but…” Ax-Punk says.

He doesn’t finish.

Instead he sighs, wanders back inside the Ma’n’Pa store.

Hm. To spy or not to spy.

“Hey punks.” I said, politely. “We’re leaving Ax-Punk behind.”

There. Now I’m not spying. I’m waiting impatiently for him.

“Excuse me ma’am. Could you tell us where the port is?”

See, here’s the weird th…[Read more]

Slowly, Hades remove a biscuit from his pocket, followed by another biscuit. Sigh. “I don’t know yet. Though it’s very tempting right now.”

Hades sound rather aggressive, but that was a little intentional. How much food did Alessio stuff in his pockets? Like the grumpy pes…[Read more]

Trial of Fear and Cowardice? Alessio’s jaw tightened, he twisted the knife still his in hand. No trails he was done with…[Read more]

Caleb looked at the bar just in time to see a draker turn someone into a pancake against a wall.

“Actually, Snake-Punk has a good point. Let’s do that first.”

“Um, the bartender wants some compensation for the fight you started Nathair.”…[Read more]

That was definitely one of the more stupid schemes he’d been involved in…he still cringed a little thinking about it.

So instead of dwelling on that, Alessio started folding some of the tablecloths into makeshift bags to carry some more food…[Read more]

The idea to again run and hide, overtook her. The idea this was just a strange dream. Wondering who she could turn to. Why these guys were acting like little boys,…[Read more]

“Burn what did you do?” she accused

“I’m innocent.” He was freaking out like a little chastised puppy. “I am as innocent as…as a puppy.”

“Why are you like this?”

“No actually that wa-“ Nathair was going to defend Burn but Caleb was already pointing at him accusat…[Read more]

But he had a brilliant idea that he didn’t have to go to it, If everyone was throwing pies at him. All he’d have to do is not get hit…[Read more]

But even if she did feel like a food fight, such a thing, in such a beautiful setting, with…[Read more]