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I think one of my biggest fears is not having anything to say, so here's a picture of my "desk" instead? Featuring: 1. Laptop, on which I just finished my final proofread of my client's fantasy novel. 2. Flowery mug, which is in need of a good wash after my third cup of tea. 3. Flowery planner, in which my entire life is controlled (*cough* planned). 4. Pink water bottle, which I have yet to fill up for the day (and it's 2 30 in the afternoon). 5. Purple notepad, because notes (and purple because why not?). #amwriting #amediting #writingcommunity #writersofig #writinglife #workspace #deskspace #editorsofig #indieauthors #authorsofig #authorgram #desksetup #tea #proofreader #proofreading

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Choo choo. 🚂 . . I was looking for some words and just decided to recycle these instead for now. Relevant. . Dear Danger is available as paperback and ebook on Amazon. Link in bio. Signed copies on Etsy. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #poet #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #writing #writer #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram #womenwhowrite #instalove #instapoetry #creativewriting #deardanger #book #author #romance #literarynovel #letters #soulmate #twinflame #holdingback #fallinginlove #love #quoteoftheday #relevant #followme #buymybook

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Wilbur is the newest addition for my #authorvisits. He is excited to meet the students at East Coventry on Monday! #whoooknew #owl #authorlife #factsarefun #nonfiction #authorvisit #writingcommunity

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=Maybe not the whole playlist, but could you name one song that started it all? . —One of the first songs that helped form scenes into my head was Memories of a Broken Heart by Crown the Empire. A close second was Seize the Day by Electus. . =Why did you start writing your current project? . —Well, my current project is the sequel, A Lovelorn Scar. I couldn’t leave my characters stranded on all the cliffhangers I left them on. But I started book one about six years ago as a hobby shortly after I got married. However, this one, this idea, was different. I had a hard time finishing a lot of the ideas I started writing. I was determined to finish this one. I never thought it’d be a published thing. . =And what made you take that leap to publication? . —My husband. His encouragement has been astronomical and he helps me through every struggle that has come with writing and publishing. But, he always reminds me of the very first goal I ever set: “Your goal was to write a book, for you. All the rest is extra.” . =What’s the first story you wrote that made you think “I’m a writer”? . —In second grade, we studied medieval history, and my teacher was to throw us a “royal ball” at the end of the period. For one of the projects, the students each had to write a fairytale. The two winners would read their books at this ball and be crowned “King and Queen”. What I wrote was twice as thick as the rest of the class’ – my teacher had to spiral bound it because it was too fat for staples. Mine won. From then on, I knew words were my element. . =Where do you get your inspiration from? . —All over the place. I’ve had inspo hit me by listening to people’s conversations, through the places I travel, again, the music. I mean, one of my characters in book 2 came about because I saw the most perfect antler-looking branch on the lawn while taking my dogs out to pee. Let’s just say there’s a slew of notes on my phone, most of which are written between 1-3 AM. Because, insomnia. . . Continued in the comments below...

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So it begins.... finally, after years of trying to figure things out, I am pleased to announce my Forgotten Gods Tales are finally getting into bookstores. #barnesandnoble #booksamillion Thank you @barnesandnoble and @booksamillion

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I wrote this poem on one persons 31rd birthday. He was big part of my life and had a really big influence on me for years. (maybe he still has). He was my very first love and he totally changed me and changed my view. He made me happy and then broke me. But I am still grateful. Sometimes when I feel lonely, I still want to talk to him, like he was the only one, who truly understood me. Yet no one could replaced him. Have you ever been in love this madly? • • • • • • • • • • #poet #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryofig #poetrygram #poetryofinstagram #poem #poemsporn #poemsofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #wordporn #quote #instaquote #quoteoftheday #lifequotes #omypoetry #writingcommunity #writing  #poetry #writersofinstagram #read #lovepoem #poems #lovepoems #instapoet #poetic #writer #authorsofinstagram #poetics #poetsofinstagram #sadpoetry #romanticpoetry

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- you never really know what kind of people will come along, they could be just a random person or they could end up being your person - n.u . . . . . . . . . . . . #writersofinstagram #writing #writingcommunity #fridayvibes #nameunknown #nameunknownsays #lovequotes #friday #fridaywriting #people #lovequotes #inspiration

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I was apart of the war machine. Though there was no real machine, just hundreds of thousands of men, all with barbaric interest. Blood lust, power hungry, armored gladiators. Screaming out into the battle field, farms set ablaze, families slaughtered, respectable people all tortured and treated like dogs, all for the glory of Rome! I fueled the hate with my ignorance, I recognized otherwise peaceful groups as my enemy- because I was told so. I was told “the Roman life was superior to that of any other”. The constant slaughter for entertainment, the prostitutes, the slaves, everything that fed this horrid war machine- the same machine that starved the people of this very empire. My people were convinced I was strong, convinced I was to be the one to take the world for Rome- I was feared, wanted dead, wanted, hated, ‘loved’. That last one is tricky though.. I’ve never had a single man nor woman besides my parents claim to love me with ever actually loving me. The servants watch me with a hungry gaze, their ticket to the throne room, their step to royalty. The answer to all their woes is the one and only Andreas! Andreas the prince of Rome! For a long time I was convinced that indeed I was the answer to all woes, the simple cure, the only cure. It wasn’t long before someone proved me wrong, hurling a trident at my head, laughing at me making a mockery of me- and yet I was interested. It was a taste of mortality, a glimpse as to where I stood anywhere else- I was addicted. It was a new thrill, someone hating me.. truly hating me and without ever hiding it in the face of danger. Ridiculing me at every chance.This all must make me sound like a masochist, but if you were fed lies, fake adoration and forced love, a sobering look at reality made you feel raw emotion. Day after day, I’d submit myself to this, this constant barrage of spite and then oddly enough of gratitude- albeit small and hardly present in most instances. I finally recognized another person as a human being, something that I never knew I had craved after all these years.

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Bit of a snow inspired piece for today. Thanks for the prompt @the_novel_idealist • • It's been a weird couple of weeks with the weather. It's been snowing and cold for days on end and now it's super warm and I'm gonna go for a walk. But hey, that's Colorado for you. • • Question: How is the weather where you guys are? • • • • • • • • #flashfiction #15minutefictionfriday #snow #snowflakes #winter #fiction #writing #wonderfulweather #wonderfulweatherwerehaving #writer #youngwriter #writingcommunity #writingprompts #visualprompts #pretty #prettypicture #100words #writingaccount #authorlife #writerslife #questionoftheday

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On March 30, 2020, new author Roland Sato Page will make his literary debut with the novel Eating The Forbidden Fruit. "A Tale of Karma, Confession, & Redemption" Welcome him to the literary community by taking the time to read " A Moment with Roland Page" via the link below. He discusses his battle with Lupus and how he decided to use writing as his creative outlet when his love of tattooing was no longer a viable option. Join me in sharing his story. His book is available for pre-order. Just check out the link in my bio. #indieauthor #rolandsatopage #eatingtheforbiddenfruit #lupus #creatives #tattoos #supporteachother #kaybeesbookshelfspotlight #kaybeesbookshelf #bookclub #writers #writersofinstagram #bookstagram #writingcommunity #kaybeesbookshelf #kaybeesbookshelfreview #literature #stories #words #pages #narrators #bookreview

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I did a thing! My #weekends will now be filled with levelling up my #writing and #editing skills via a Fiction Essentials course with the Australian Writers’ Centre. Have you done any writing courses and did they help? . . . #authorsofinstagram #writingcommunity #australianwriterscentre #alwayslearning #newskills

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Our 7th and 8th grade AVID students at RBMS gifted us with these beautiful orchids at the end of last year. We love them so much, but we worried about how long they would last. (Most of us at PWN are not known for our green thumbs.) Surprisingly enough, yesterday we found our orchids blooming again! We think they are surviving off of the strong creative energy our students carry in. We are so grateful for this gift that just keeps on giving! #orchids #creativeenergy #thankyou #rbms #rbbisbia #writingcommunity #redbank

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Question of the day: Do you have any obsessions that influence your writing and creativity? Cyberpunk, retro art, vaporwave are really cool art styles that are near and dear to my heart. Retro and vaporwave takes inspiration from the 80s style, which is one of my fav decades. #writerslife #writerlife #writer #writers #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram #poetscommunity #poetrycommunity #poetrycommunityofig #retroscape #vaporwave #writersofig Image Source:https://pixabay.com/photos/tree-lake-reflection-water-calm-736881/

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This is Stevie, my first kitty after college. I hadn’t had a cat since my cat #Andy died my Sophomore year. Stevie was a medical foster for almost two years before she officially became my baby- but we both know that she was my baby way before that. Just look at those eyes. Can you believe that she sat in the SPCA for six months because she has IBS and was 10 years old? I couldn’t imagine life without my favorite poopy kitty. In honor of Bastet, share your kitty adoption stories in the comments below. @hurnpublications #hurnpublications #mooninbastet #Mooninbastetbook #bastetbook #debutnovel #novel #writingcommunity #bookcommunity #authorsofinstagram #authorcommunity #writer #bookworm #catsofinstagram #cat #catlovers #cats_of_instagram #bastet #blackcatsofinstagram #blackcat

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(mybook.to/spareparts) #scifi #shortstory #thriller #amwriting #authorsofinstagram #indieauthor #iartg #asmsg #writersofinstagram #writingcommunity #99cents #amazon #ebook -Snippet- Angela rolled hard away from where the burst had come and skittered awkwardly down the aisle. In a moment of shock, all of the cop tactical training seemed to escape from her mind and she was nothing but a terrified animal fleeing from scary sounds it didn’t understand. Another explosion which pierced through where she had just been, however, snapped her back into reality. There was only one way she was surviving this and that was by doing as she had been taught. She raised up and planted a foot in front of her for stability. She mentally justified the paperwork for the discharges as she splayed a wide arch of fire directly through the flimsy shelving in the general direction from which the shots had been fired. In record time, she emptied the entire clip laying down ‘covering fire’ to force her opponent to take shelter (or die). With all pouches and pockets memorized, she quickly retrieved a fresh clip from her belt. In one motion she dropped the empty clip to the floor and snapped a fresh set of forty-caliber ‘keepers of the peace’ into her gun. Before she could chamber the first round, however, something dull and heavy pushed against the side of her head. Her eyes flicked up over her sunglasses as she snapped her head only to see the wide-mouthed barrel of the robber’s shotgun grinning down at her skull from point-blank range. Angela suddenly realized she was going to die there on that blood-covered floor of a damn convenience mart they had only gone in for some snacks and coffee. It felt eerily intimate, almost serene for a moment as she saw the masked bandit pull the trigger and felt the ominous click of firing pin against primer split outward like a warp through the universe. --

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Oh hey, Friday afternoon writing desk. . . . #writerslife #momlife #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram

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_ happy bday ax!

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SENDING MY LOVE TO ALL SOULS LOST TO CORONA VIRUS 🖤🖤🖤 A short read. Her name was Malala. I remember the first time I saw her, she was walking the streets headed to who knows where. Her hair, her nose, her lips and her eyes; those big brown eyes that shone like the stars. She was the epitome of beauty. Staring at her, I wondered where such a beauty could be headed so I followed her. Watching her from a distance, I realized she was noticed by a lot of people, both men and women and even children. She was so beautiful it couldn't be denied. As expected, she was wooed by many men on the streets but she kept her head high ignoring every one of them. She moved so effortlessly and so elegantly, I couldn't help but stare. After following her for a while, I decided to approach her, I had nothing to lose. I told her my name was Paxton, I told her that I wished to know her, I told her to share with me her dreams and aspirations and all her worries, I told her I wanted to give her peace. I looked her in the eye tempted to touch her beautiful skin and kiss her lips but all she said was, "with me, you can never have peace" I persisted and I didn't give up. I sent her flowers and handwritten notes daily, I surprised her with food and treats at her door step every single day of my life till the day she let me in. That day, she opened the door to her apartment and her heart and finally I saw who I wanted to see, I saw who I wanted to believe she was and she let me. It took nothing less than a fortnight for me to know what I truly got myself into. People warned me about her, they told me she would be the death of me; if I had known. I opened my heart to her but she wanted my soul. On my deathbed she said to me, "I wish you listened to them when they warned you about who I was, I am no good and I am a liar. My name isn't Malala, my true name is Corona" Malala means grief-stricken. Paxton means peacetown. #writers #writersofinstagram #poetry #writer #writerscommunity #writing #love #writingcommunity #writersofig #quotes #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #coronavirus

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||Ode to a Rose|| . Rose, deceiving by nature concealed by beauty. A veil sewn with lace covers up your face. Rose, your elegance like that of a queen during teatime like a valuable painting observed, photographed yet surrounded by rope and bodyguards. Why is the princess trapped in a tower? You are fragile—a crystal glass held by a child walking on thin ice, a manuscript of the bible centuries old bathed by the rain. Rose, you are strong. Thorns like barbed wire protecting your torso, an army of pocketknives ready to die in your name. Admiration trails you, smoke creating paths leading to the candle. Rose, you are a safe box of secrets, a tomb of untold stories, a mirror of love. You are a cascade of love, a fountain of emotions— the source but never the home to love.

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I thought my first “glossy” magazine piece would matter for way different reasons than it really did. It wasn’t the prestige or working with top notch designers or gaining the respect of peers. It was this single note in my inbox from a reader that makes me ready to start again: “I just read your article about depression associated with weaning in today’s parent and I just had to reach out. I wish your article was available 4.5 years ago when I was going through the same thing. I weaned my daughter at 9 months and felt like I was going crazy and so out of control. I was so anxious I couldn’t sleep or eat and had suicidal thoughts. I reached out and got help. Your article would have helped me a lot to confirm what I thought was happening but also know I am not alone. Thank you for writing it and getting the word out in an area where research is lacking! I hope it helps someone as I know it would have helped me.” #1in5 #pregnancy #breastfeeding #binders #writingcommunity

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كل قصيره فتنه ، وكل طويله خبله - . . . فولو ي حلو @eeor3

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After giving your heart and soul to a project or a certain someone it’s hard to fathom letting go. You’ve been so passionate and poured so much time tears or money into it. How can they not see what you see? Not feel how you feel about it?? I will offer you this, it’s better to stop the emotional hemorrhage than continue being a sacrificial lamb. 🎈 #cutyourlosses #healingyourself #divinity #souljourney #mentalhealth #mindshift #peaceofmind #selflove #wordswithqueens #wordporn #spilledwords #spilledthoughts #poetry #spilledpoetry #herheartpoetry #poetrynation #poetrydaily #silverleafpoetry #poet #poets #quotes #quote #untwineme #poetryoftheday #writer #writing #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #writingismyfreedom #letgoandletgod

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He was like a cold breeze, That she could feel it in every winter He was like the sun, That she had a reason to believe to see another day He was like the sky, That she could see even in the darkness. She was happier than she had ever been He was the world she carried within. -RP #caption #writingcommunity #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #instacaptions #lovequotes #writing #write #writer #iginfluencer #iger #igers #lifequotes #poetry #poetrycommunity #poem #poetsofinstagram #instagram #view #lovewriting #writingsociety #instagood #igdaily #igwriters #lover #loveisblind #captions #selflove #poetsandwriters #runawaywriters

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What are you celebrating today, my friends?⁣ ⁣ I’m on the home stretch of another project, which has been a lot of fun for me. And with it, I’ll have made it through one of my busiest months yet.⁣ ⁣ I’m looking forward to a weekend that includes a family celebration and diving into an ARC of a soon-to-be released YA novel. Oh...and some extra sleep!⁣ ⁣ In the meantime, I’ve got a gorgeous photo on my desktop, sunshine in my window, and a fresh pot of tea encouraging me to press on to endzone this #finishstrongfriday.⁣ ⁣ Who’s with me?⁣ ⁣ #amwriting #writerslife #freelanceeditor #writingcommunity #thewriterswellsping #writersofinstagram #fridaytea #encouragementforwriters

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Thank you all for participating in the book giveaway. Congratulations to Lisa Dwyer! If you did not #win this time, don’t be discouraged as I will have more giveaways in the future. #TheKitchenHouse #GloryOverEverything . . . #winner #bookstoread #amreading #igreads #igreaders #bookstagram #bookclubbook #instareads #instagrambooks #bookstagram #writersnetwork #writersofig #writingcommunity #instagrambooks #fridaythoughts #fridayfeels #fridayreads #bookclubbook #bookclubofinstagram #igbooks #igbook

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I used to care for you And your problems. I used to lie awake nights Thinking on how I’d Help you solve them. I’d bury my own smiles In the shadow of your sadness Like – It was somehow inconsiderate For me to Celebrate my own greatness. I used to silence my happy Deep inside myself, For fear that maybe My joy would come across as Careless – To you Or even to everybody else, Because What right did I have to be Grateful for what I had When you had nothing left? Until I saw you there. Basking in the place of your despair. Quite content to build a home And take up permanent residence there. You let your dreams die And you didn’t even try to revive Them – It was here that I realized That I should have moved on – Let go – And you should have tried – #IAmPoet #Poems #Escape #JaneAuthor 📝 : @janeauthor 📸 : @pinterest https://janeauthor.wordpress.com Copyright © JaneAuthor 2020

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I wrote this poem a few years ago for a close friend that I lost in 2016. She was truly an angel, and anyone that knew her would agree. I’m convinced that only the good die young. Love and miss you Ayumi. This post is in honor of your birthday today. Happy birthday Fifisusu 💛 till we meet again my soul sister 🤍 . . . . #poetrycommunity #poetry #poet #poemsofinstagram #poemoftheday #poetsofinstagram #poetrylovers #postnutclarity #writersofinstagram #writingcommunity #writer

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Because there are 2 sides behind everything visible......😈😂😋😌😎 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #redhot

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