Cathy

@hannahrenner

FINALS! ARE! OVER!

Smeagol is free!

(Until next semester.)

Yay!! Congratulations on surviving! XD

Chantara

Everyone was clustering into groups. A man strode up to the cat-like creature and the lizard-like creature climbed onto his shoulders. I saw his mouth twitch down, his eyebrows furrow. I narrowed my eyes. We all had our…[Read more]

So…tribbles?

@this-is-not-an-alien

@this-is-not-an-alien

Thanks so much for commenting on my concept! No, the Red Watchers are not all bad guys. Part of the reason for their war is that they’ve been running out of food for years and are on the brink of starvation. Because of how I did the worldbuilding, there’s no place for them to escape to without it looking like they’re…[Read more]

@this-is-not-an-alien

Ah, I get it now! That was definitely be a very cool and relevant theme. And yeah… plot bunnies… I know a lot about those. The last draft of my novel (the one I shared the concept for) ended up being 200k because of those annoying little guys.

YESSS. SARCASTIC CHARACTERS RULE. Ahem. I really love them.

That sounds…[Read more]

I have several works with varying concepts, but I guess I’ll go over some of the more interesting ones.

Here’s a synopsis of my main Haven story (as yet unnamed but with the working title Endless):

The dark wraith Ingor once terrorized the nation of Haven from his lair in the Nightwold, the Dark Tower of the Witchvale.  He and his army of…[Read more]

Alessio blinked, staring up at Nithel.

Nithel’s chest ached for him, and he held the youth’s eyes as he thought. Take your time my friend.

It’s alright, Nithel was about to think, you don’t have to. When Alessio spoke.

“I…don’t know how to,”

Nithel’s chest dropped, filling with sorrow and concern. You don’t know how to. Nithel’s eyes lowered…[Read more]

Chantara

Before Grimme could reply, a flapping, squawking, ball of feathers hurtled through the room, plunging through the cake and startling Meira. Pandemonium ensued. I watched with amusement, without contributing to the chaos.

An unfamiliar man had joined the table, I gave him a quick, keen look, then pretended I hadn’t noticed him. He didn’t…[Read more]

@this-is-not-an-alien

I really like the worldbuilding with the ability-borns! My one thought (and maybe you’ve already done this), is to have a deeper reason for them ending up abusing their powers. Like, some sort of twist to eventually surprise readers and change the direction of the plot and/or affect the main character.

I’m already really…[Read more]

Suddenly she leapt on man, coiling on his shoulder, her hot breath like wet poison air on his neck.
Karayan sighed in mild exasperation.  “Darling, there is no need for such actions.  I’d never lay a hand on you, you’re being unreasonable.”
The creature made a soft growling noise.
“No, I am not lying,” the vetala retorted, sounding somewhat a…[Read more]

Jericho smiled, a pleasant and friendly smile, when Alessio finished his story.  “That was quite a display,” she told him warmly.  “You have a gift for telling tales, my young friend.”

“I have a tale. It is not a happy one, although I hope it ends well.”

“I am sure it is a tale worth sharing,” Jericho said, “but I am beginning to think that…[Read more]

@joelle-stone @skylarynn @this-is-not-an-alien

*stumbles in*

Nithel’s got a crush. Oh dear dear dear dear dear…

He doesn’t even know what that word means, and the feeling isn’t even completely formed but- *stops, and blinks a few times* He does. He… is having weird feelings for Jericho. His first time… oy… *babies grow up fast* *…[Read more]

Alessio moved closer to Nithel, and his heart warmed, eyes gaining some peace. Happiness.

Then the youth spoke, in just a whisper. His eyes were careful, testing as they stared at him. “If you treat yourself like you’re worth nothing you’ll attract people who believe it.”

Nithel looked down, heart swirling. Was he believing that for himself…[Read more]

Malvat curled his bulk around the cavern, wishing it would enlarge like the tunnel had. Despite his power-enforced hide, the spikes lining the walls, floor, and ceiling made it uncomfortable. He should just grind them into dust, or break them all off and toss them into the fiery inferno beyond the tunnel, but he decided those actions might invoke…[Read more]

@erynne

BTW, I love that picture of Chantara!!

Aww, thank you so much, Erynne!

@this-is-not-an-alien

Thank you so much! That’s great advice, especially acclimating the readers to her slang, I didn’t think of it before but yea it would be more likely to someone with a heavy accent to talk a little more formally at the beginning. Thanks again…

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