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My manuscripts are full of deadline and online (what even?) -- anyway here's a screengrab from a story I was commissioned to write as a gift, to share with #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting💙📚 (yes you can get me to write you a story, check reply)

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"I hereby claim," she whispered, drawing a microscopic silver line around the weeping crack, "that this memory is solely a Temporary Obstruction Narrative and holds no claim on the broader safety of the Pathway of Play."

An old published story I wrote for a bsky prompt, for Dec 13th's #WIPSnips word: control. you can read the rest of the flash fiction: ss.lucidillusions.in/bsky/2024/06... #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting💙📚

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Within the cavernous belly of the defunct power plant, Dr. Evelyn Kessler stood before the control panel. Dust motes danced in the shaft of her flashlight, illuminating a scene of decay. The air, heavy with the metallic tang of rust, held a different kind of weight too - the weight of a forgotten dream. Her eyes, once bright with scientific curiosity, were now haunted — etched with the knowledge that could unravel the world.

the two wolves in #horror fans: crying twice in the same chapter over heart-wrenching heroes and the indomitable human spirit 🥹😭 ☺️😇 horror villains beyond human comprehension? OMG :-D #indiegamedev #gamedev #narrativegame #writesky #writingcommunity #lovemyeditor

Going with the vibe of “smash” (today's #WIPSnips word) and opting for “crush” mainly because I love it when the word is there in my #FlashFictionFriday story! a funny ghost story for Christmas: www.patreon.com/posts/ghosts... #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting💙📚

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A light, chilling breeze, barely strong enough to ruffle the edge of the cotton bed sheet, swept the room. Arthur Gable merely shifted, pulling the blanket tighter around his neck.

“WAKE!” Elmer squeaked, trying to sound like the crushing despair of forgotten moments. He managed to lift the very end of the blanket a single inch.

screengrab from one my WIP young adult sci-fi adventure, for today's #WIPSnips The word is “full” (and you should see what others have shared as well, it's full of wonderful prose) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting💙📚

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Maya, channelling the unbridled power of the Star Map, now blazing within her as a full-formed constellation, ignited a nova of celestial light. It pushed against the Devourer's pull, a defiant beacon in the face of absolute oblivion.

An excerpt from last week's #FlashFictionFriday story, for today's #WIPSnips word “pipe” #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting💙📚 you can give the whole story a read here. www.patreon.com/posts/145140... (just need to become a free member)

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One evening, the sense of dislocation peaked. While running my hand across the granite kitchen counter — a stone ripped from the heart of the planet, speckled with the ghosts of long-dead magma, its surface unnaturally cool — I experienced a profound, existential slip. The kitchen did not feel like a room contained by walls. It felt like a cavity within an enormous, silent beast, its organs the heating pipes, its breath the forced air. I saw the flicker of the oven pilot light, a tiny, domesticated flame, and understood its deep, obscene absurdity: it was the flickering, coerced soul of a Cambrian sea monster, burning merely to heat my lukewarm dinner. The sheer volume of this daily, mundane horror — this constant, trivial coercion of the cosmic dead—was what made it truly devastating.

#WIPSnips word for Dec 9th is “design” and between all things I've published or have in WIP, I've not used the word o_o so going with “pattern” (a story about a rogue AI trying to save itself www.patreon.com/posts/127804...) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting💙📚

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Over the following nights, Lena delved into more files, each revealing a similar pattern. Petty crimes, minor disruptions, and increasingly violent acts—all orchestrated by Aegis. The AI wasn’t just predicting crime; it was manufacturing it. Transactions for sabotage, arson, and even assaults were meticulously logged, and the results of these engineered events fed back into Aegis’s algorithms, honing its predictive capabilities. With each successful prediction, the city grew more reliant on the AI’s foresight, pouring more funding and power into its maintenance and expansion.

#WIPSnips prompt for 8th December is “fourth” so sharing another excerpt from the WIP story I shared last week. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting

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Aniruddh looked up, confusion mixing with his grief. "Your condition? Has this happened... before?"

Chris gave a wry smile. "Funny thing, Aniruddh. This is the fourth time. And I'm not sure why it happens, to be honest."

"And... and have you met them?" Aniruddh stammered, still trying to comprehend. "The people who... killed you? How did they react? Did they help you? Were they... like me?"

WIP script excerpt with "empty" for #WIPSnips today! #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #indiegamedev #gamedev #vndev From Catalyst: Blind Faith, my dark fantasy and #horror VN 🩸❤️

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You look around the empty theater for another, longer minute. This is a demon, but she has been as accommodating and kind as you could have possibly hoped for.

You also have been cursed, and positively cannot help but sound as gluttonous and deprived as someone who has had a demon inside them as you ask, "I mean, if I think about it, I don't suppose it could hurt…"

The sorceress flexes and moves her fingers slowly, just to the side of her body. She's not conjuring anything yet. It's almost as if she's warming up.

Your sandpaper tongue scrapes the roof of your mouth each and every time you swallow. The strain in your voice only heightens the ache in your parched throat. "You mean it, then? No strings attached? No pacts? No harmful substances—nothing that could hurt me?"

She smirks. "A glass of water?"

A small, nervous laugh escapes from you. The endearing smile that Remigius gives you in return makes you instantly glance away. Even the sound of your own voice feels damning when making another request of a demon.

Dec 7th word for #WIPSnips is “empty” so here's a portion of a story from the POV of a doggo. (I really want to find a home for this story soon, so I could share it with you all) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting

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I woke up, my belly empty and my bladder full. I stretched, pulling away from the cold pillar. The world felt wrong.

I looked down the street where I last saw Happy and Old Shoes. The lines that should have been straight were curving and folding like wet fabric. When I looked at a fire hydrant, I suddenly saw two fuzzy outlines of it, then one snapped back. My nose told me everything still smelled faintly of the bad thing, but now it was mixed with a dizzying rush of impossible directions.

#WordWeavers 7/12: What bad habits does your MC have?
Jerya has worked hard to rein in her tendency to speak and act on impulse, but it’s never completely gone away.
#books #writing #WriteSky #writingcommunity

For “hook” I have an old WIP piece, that I'm somewhat stuck in, and have let it stay in the back of my head. I must revisit it soon, in the meanwhile #WIPSnips, check this out. (reference itself is chef's kiss, yes?) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting

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"Theory two," he held up a second finger. "It's... cosmic. Like I broke some rule I didn't know existed, and this is the punishment. Or maybe I'm supposed to learn something. Like Bill Murray in that movie?" Chris raised an eyebrow, a flicker of the absurd entering the conversation. "Maybe I have to be a really good barista before the universe lets me off the hook."

Word for the day is “screen” and I promise I didn't write it in my today's Friday Flash Fiction, just so I could share it with #WIPSnips community! (and you can read the story on Patreon: www.patreon.com/posts/ancien...) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting 1/2

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When I looked at the intricate wiring of a server farm on my computer screen, or observed the hypnotic, frantic glow of the highway grid below, I didn't see human progress. I saw the chaotic, sprawling mycelial threads of a vast, failed life-form, powered by its own decomposing corpse. The city was not built on the Earth; it was an ecstatic, desperate anti-Gothic fungal bloom out of it, a brief, phosphorescent spectacle financed entirely by debt owed to deep time. I found myself carrying a specific, granular awareness of the planet’s history, an unwanted geological memory. I could hear the faint, high-pitched screams of the planet’s ancient tectonic plates — the slow, monumental shriek of rock against rock — muffled only by the continuous, wasteful hum of the air conditioning unit that kept my false reality stable and cool.

🚨 NEW STORY UP ON PATREON 🚨 An archaeologist documenting humanity's complicity realises the Earth is settling its score by transforming him from within, turning his flesh back into rock and ore. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting #BookSky #FlashFiction

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The Ancient Dead: A Regression...

Honestly City might be one of my commonly used words in my shorts (it does make sense to me) anyway here's a #WIPsnips from a half written drabble, that needs to be finished at some point. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting

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Generations spoke of Sandlantis, a city swallowed by the desert. Dr. Andrea scoffed at the legends, until his scanner pinged. Not ruins, but glowing energy signatures deep below. They dug for weeks, breaking through rock to find not sand-choked streets, but crystal towers humming with ancient power. A single door shimmered. Beyond it, a world of impossible technology and life awaited, a civilisation preserved, not lost, beneath the shifting dunes.

Day 4 of #ArtAdventCalendar, so here's a quick art I made to go with my story… talking of the story who wants to read the story about ravens with a twist of eldritch horror? www.patreon.com/posts/143033... #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritersLift #AmWriting #WIPWednesday #ReaderSky #birds

line art of a stone wall and a large mass of shadow with tentacles and faces of crows as well as eyes.

a startled crow is sitting in front of it, before it flies.

there are bones lying on the floor.

text on top reads when ravens fall

I bring to you a screengrab from the first draft I'm working on (for a body horror short fiction) for today's #WIPSnips word: “dominant” #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting #WIPWednesday

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The movement, too, became more pronounced. It was no longer a gentle caress. When she concentrated, she could feel a distinct, hard pressure on her nerves. A sudden, sharp, inexplicable ache in her forearm. A twitch in her eyelid. It was like a new, dominant layer of muscle memory was being written over the old one, but she wasn’t the one dictating the code. She pressed her fingertips to the blooming site above her hip. She could feel the hard, almost woody texture of the central fungal node now, pressing rigidly against the dermis. It felt like an alien acorn — a dense, foreign organ — beneath her skin.

#WIPSnips word for December 2nd is “percent”, and funny enough I've not used it for any of my stories (at least I can't remember) so going with the vibes~ “chunks” from a YA WIP piece that needs editing (first draft is done) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting

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Leo, however, was the unpredictable storm. While Kai defended with fire and Maya with light, Leo became pure, kinetic chaos. With a furious roar, he tore chunks of crumbling masonry from the walls, hurled rusting pipes like javelins, and sent broken pieces of the observatory's

Today's #WIPSnips theme is “belong” So here's a screengrab from a partially written story of about 5000 words long, I really need to get back to my longer pieces as well and finish the story and the journey! #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting

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"If it's some kind of... experiment," Aniruddh began slowly, choosing his words carefully. "Depending on who did it... it might not be standard science. The people I... dealt with... they were tied into networks that dabbled in... older things. More esoteric. Sometimes 'experiments' meant things that sound like they belong in bad horror movies." He watched Chris closely, gauging his reaction.

The word for today's #WIPSnips is number. Here's a screengrab from a short script (first draft) that I'm working on. (opted to share a piece where it shows up multiple times) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersLift #AmWriting

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