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@josephbrassey.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 5:01 PM

Heyo! Chapter 21 of Glassblade is out to general audiences! Want to support my work? The story is serializing now. Dynastic struggle, romance, cosmic horrors, glass swords. Art by @data2048.bsky.social
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All links here: www.josephbrassey.com/the-wielder-...

The cover of Joseph Brassey’s Glassblade, done by MG Norris photography, featuring a drawing of a teenage boy by Angie Artos, a pencil, an iPhone, a glass sword hilt, and a necklaceThe 5 PoV characters of Glassblade, drawn by Data 2048Downtown Tacoma by night. A hand summoning purple fire.
@inventingreality.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 5:00 PM

#shortstories #writesky #WIP #writer #writerfail inventingrealityediting.com/2...

@beverlylanderson.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 5:00 PM

#writingtips #writinghelp #CreativeWriting #AmWriting #WritingAdvice #Storytelling #WritersCommunity #WritersLife #FictionWriting #NarrativeCraft #writingcommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersSupport #AuthorLife #bookstagram #booksky #writesky #WritingInspiration

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@rosieforest.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 4:59 PM

A #WIPsnip prompt MADE for These Murky Hells

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💙📚🪐

They held me tight, their pulse throbbing against my skin, blood running beneath in their veins. My gums ached, throat burned, but I forced it down.
@redwoodrhetorica.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 4:38 PM

Method Monday: the Forster line everyone half-remembers. "The king died and then the queen died," is a story. "The king died, and then the queen died of grief" is a plot.

A story makes us ask "and then?" A plot makes us ask "why?"

https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/70492

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@bloodoathwriting.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 4:31 PM

Writing Prompt of the Day: Write a piece about... rebirth!

Share snippets of new pieces or old WIPs you've given new life to -- whatever you're currently motivated to take a stab at is perfect.

#writing #writingprompt #writesky #booksky #writingcommunity

@chrisakins.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 4:31 PM

Oh Zach, you’re gonna have a lot of heartbreak in your future

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His friend had been uncharacteristically quiet since Cleo's location had been discovered, though it wasn't hard to guess why. Anyone with eyes could see that Noah was head over heels for Cleo. He'd caught his friend staring longingly more times than he could count. It bothered him at first that both of his best friends were so clearly intended to be paired together, while he was completely in the dark about his own future, but the arrival of Lana had put those feelings to rest. Granted, she was a bit abrasive towards him, but for whatever reason, that fact only drew him in more. He wanted to earn her approval. Unfortunately, it seemed that the most surefire way to do so would be to assist in the capture of his friends. He was fairly certain that Noah's personal feelings would prevent him from actively subduing Cleo-not that Zach was eager to do it himself. He simply accepted the mission as an inevitability. Someone was going to have to sedate her, and frankly he trusted himself to be more gentle about it than Lana. If he managed to prove himself useful on this mission, she may even begin viewing him in a different light. They'd all been outfitted with a sedation injector which could be applied quickly and painlessly, as well as a stun baton which emitted micropulse vibrations throughout the nervous system and caused enormous amounts of pain until the target lost consciousness. He doubted if Sherman Wright would approve the use of any tool that would cause permanent harm to his only daughter, but he would still rather not have to use the stun baton.Cover for The Earthlings!
@norashear.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 4:24 PM

Yay new #WIPSnips week!

Since folks liked the sni[ abt Liese yesterday, I thought I'd share a little bit more about poor Liese's journey.

Leo has brought Paige to her place to grab a few things, after escaping the Venatori at Midnight's Ball.

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A dark image with white text that reads: Paige’s breathing hitched. She stopped dead a few steps from the second landing, her pulse speeding up again. "Leo," she whispered. He gripped her hand, then slowly crept around her. The door to one of the apartments was ajar. He couldn't smell anything past the psychedelic-purple fragrance of the cleaner, but he could hear heartbeats on the floors above and below. No heartbeat on this floor, and no post-mortal currents. "It's empty," he said. "Empty?" Her voice shook, tears edging her eyes. Oh no. "Who's supposed to be there?" "Liese," she replied. "Wait here," he said, before dashing into her apartment at full speed. The apartment smelled worse than the hallway, the caustic scent of Venatori poison still slightly detectable, but it was no longer hovering in the air. This is bad. The Venatori came here first. - From NO SKY LIKE MIDNIGHT, by Nora Shear The word "pulse" is in bold pink font. There are star decorations in every corner and a meteor decoration above the text.
@pamela-with-a-k.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 4:21 PM

“Krysis. Turn around. What are you doing here? Did you…break into Eden’s building?”

The figure turned, slowly. I raised a metal hand, equally slowly, and gave a small wave.

“Shiiiiiit shit shit shit *shit*,” she said, then sprang up and bolted for the stairs.

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@nectar-vam77.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 4:16 PM

#FantasyIndiesSpooktober 12 #WritingCommunity #Writesky #WritingPrompts #WIP #WritingQ #Booksky

For my witchery school wip? the danger is the Salemite Goodwife Society-- a mostly female run organization bent on hunting down witches. They claim to be descendants of the afflicted Salem girls 🧵1/2

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@rjmartinwrites.comOct 12, 2026, 3:57 PM

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“I like it,” she said quickly. And she did. Having a woman in her life made her heart flutter. “You can just be kinda… intense sometimes.”  “Just being me.”
@sabrinamars.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 3:52 PM

"are they lovers?" Worse, theyre idiots who think making out in an alley will throw the city guards off their trail 😒

#nsfwocdaily #oc #writesky #writingcommunity

Kassidy and Riodin in an alley about to SMOOCH Kassidy: long blonde hair, blue dress, eyes closed. Riodin: shaggy red hair, red shirt, hand in her hair
@elisebetz.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 3:50 PM

#WIPSnips The word for October 12th is "pulse"
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Nin has stopped her horse to offer a ride to the handsome stranger walking by the side of the road. Now she can see how tall he really is.

Silhouette of an oak tree against a green background. Text: A Sylvan Tale #WIPSnips "pulse" Turning around while seated on her horse, Nin finally gazed at the stranger. He was handsome. Far more handsome than Alan, and he was the most handsome man in Oakdore. The stranger had a neat beard that wasn’t too long and a smile that dazzled her with straight white teeth. But it was his eyes that made her heart pound as if someone was chopping wood in her chest with the sharp and thunderous impact of each beat. She could not tell if they were green or brown, for it seemed they changed colors between the two as he moved through the dappled shade. She felt hypnotized by their stunning vibrancy as he unapologetically stared back at her with an intensity that temporarily rendered her mute. As he walked up to the horse, she finally got a sense of how tall he was. Barley was eighteen hands high, and Nin was as tall as the horse at her withers. No one except Alan was taller than Nin in Oakdore, and that was by only a few inches. This stranger’s shoulder came up to Barley’s withers, meaning he was a full head taller that Nin. Standing next to the horse, Nin gawked, her mouth agape and her pulse now beating faster than a drum during a fast jig.
@vieveda.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 3:48 PM

My modern BL romance, 'Modesh' is now uploading on pinya! 🍍

pinya.io/novels/modesh

#booksky #writesky #bl #blnovel

@melroseauthor.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 3:40 PM

Alright #writesky the #firstline of my new draft, and the first line of today is:

"I should have known that the world was ending when I popped a rib out of place before my morning coffee."

#hypermobility #basedonatruestory

@verosthewriter.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 3:37 PM

#WIPSnips
In Prophecy 71, the MCs return from a capital-Q Quest, with Zedenko tied/roughed up. Gallara has been trying to overcome her culturally-ingrained racism, especially after a bad slip with Alakshi, and hopes her mind charm spell will help here.

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When they finally made it to the city gates, a couple of guards jumped to block them before they even got close. “Who are you, and who’s that with you?” one of them shouted. “Holy shit, what did you do to - Wait, is he a half-elf? Oh, well then, he probably -” Gallara looked both guards in the eye, and magic pulsed in her skull again as she leaned in. “Half-elves are just as deserving of respect as anyone,” she hurried, “and the vast majority are nice people. This one is an outlier, and that’s only because of extreme circumstances. Don’t you agree?” Part of her wondered if maybe she was trying too hard. “Oh, yes, definitely,” the human guard said, and the elven one nodded as they both eased their posture. “My cousin dated one for a little while, and he was polite as you please.” “Don’t forget it. Now can we pass?” She glanced back at Alakshi, who looked uncomfortable. Crap, she was trying too hard. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
@rosieforest.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 3:36 PM

Hello blue people!

What are your goals for today? 🫶

I am on my way home from work. Taking off my daytime job lanyard and putting on my author cap. Aiming to finish a chapter tonight?

💙📚 #writesky #writingcommunity

@narkerns.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 3:34 PM

My typical instagram experience

Don’t really want to get in line with 483 other authors tbh.

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