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@claragordon.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 12:33 PM

*️⃣8️⃣DAYS UNTIL RELEASE DAY*️⃣

Deatra Cohen‘s “Woven Roots” was the source of this potion Ash takes. He needs to break up with his current girlfriend (Gothel’s daughter Gisela, still ensnaring him with her beauty and song) in order to help court and save Rapunzel. #WriteSky #AuthorSky #WritingCommunity

Quote from Clara Gordon’s book reading “roses, sugar, Chaste tree, seeds of purslane, plantains, and rue. A potion you drink. If used correctly, it will indeed rid men of their lust. He just about died of embarrassment right there on the spot.“ Screenshot is surrounded by a moodboard of all of these potion ingredients.

@peterrobin.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 12:18 PM

#WIPSnips October 11 "cousin"

From Australian of the Year

Callum is late for Liberty's campaign launch.

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Callum and Michael snuck in, using the cover of the audience's laughter, and started looking around for seats. Liberty spotted them.
“Glad you could join us, Callum,” she said in a mock reprimand. “May I introduce my dear cousin, Callum and his husband.”
There was a smattering of applause and Liberty said, “Someone find them a seat, for goodness sake.”
A number of hands went up and the miscreants quickly settled themselves.
“Fun fact,” said Liberty, her face now a briad wicked smile. “Callum was born two weeks premature. Aunt Lydia says its the only time he was early for anything in his life.”

@sptroweresq.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 12:01 PM

No cousins, but a cousin's dad makes a cameo appearance in The Dragon Download.

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'Dexy?' he said cautiously, as if talking to an early 80s micro in the name of the scientific method might irrevocably damage physics.

'He's buzzing,' Charlotte whispered, placing an ear as close as she dare to the fragile set up.

'Out of tune?' Nectarine suggested, already reaching for the TV's fine tuning controls.

Phil nodded silently.

As Nectarine tweaked the TV, it made a sound like an uncle who overdid the sprouts on Christmas Day, then went silent.

'Anything?' Phil didn't dare look.

'I think you better see for yourself,' Nectarine said.

His heart thrumming like that uncle in the middle of a whiskey-fuelled game of Star Wars Monopoly, Phil leaned closer. 'Dexy?'

@woldry.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 11:46 AM

Loric, god of shadows and dreams, tries to warn the god of war that he's being hunted.

A scene from "Laughter of the Hunted Gods," my philosophical godpunk WIP.

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Ilgannan slams a fist into his palm. “What need? Never before have they dared assail any of the Grand Pantheon.”
“Oh, but never before have their lordlings offered her a fortune to bring an end of war. They weary of it, you see. War upsets their delicate balances, disrupts their dominions.” Loric slings an arm around Ilgannan’s neck. “And so—they want to be rid of you.”
Ilgannan pushes him away.
“Honestly, who can blame them?” Loric ticks off fingers. “You’re bullying, irritable, loud, moody, capricious, and it goes without saying, violent. Except I do say it!” He blinks in surprise at finding a sixth finger on his own hand. He flaps the hand, and the finger becomes a cluster of bluerain. “But you are my kin.” He performs a florid bow, offering the flowers to Ilgannan.
Ilgannan grabs the bluerain to throw it down and stomp on it.

@thebrambler13.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 11:44 AM

For me, the main issue I've had is just with building an audience. Especially with retaining them. I don't know whether it's an issue with my writing or the quality of the videos I've made so far.

So how do I "fix" my writing or videos?
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@sayaashrah.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 11:39 AM

#WIPSnips 11. “Cousin”

Since barely anyone will read this today, here’s a longer and very rough scene from Book 4 of #WorldWithoutLove — yes, Book 4! This will be especially significant for those who read TIHID and GoRR.

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Even though the gryphon riders aided them in repelling Poseidon’s aquarium, Carys kept her grip on the dagger and summoned a heart-shaped bloodball on her free hand as the mysterious warriors slid down their mounts.

They wore scaled linothorax armour above plum chiton and himation, greaves, and vambraces; pieces that she could find in any army or wanderer endowed with enough coin. What drew her attention were their helmets and shields. The former was a Corinthian sort with an imposing dark plume, the mask painted a dark magenta, and the latter was emblazoned with a withered red rose encircled by a blood moon. Both patterns sent a message—one that Carys had never seen anywhere before, and judging by the Party’s confused stares, neither had they.

A man came forward and placed his spear and shield on the ground before taking another step. Though most of his gear was identical to the others, one piece stood out: a pair of pauldrons in the shape of a dog’s head. Slowly, he raised his arms and took off his helmet.

Curly black hair bounced free. When Carys met the man under the armour, her heart forgot to beat, and she only avoided falling thanks to Ishana. The man had a strong, rounded face with a well-trimmed beard, hazel eyes tempered with tenacity, and a ragged scar below his left eye to the tip of his nose—an old, unhealed scar. He had the perfect looks to play an Olympian hero, yet Carys remembered him as something else: a boy with a passion for sharing stories around the campfire and a kindness that persisted even as the darkness intruded on his home, but never on his heart.

“Cai…?”

“When modryb Arianell told me we’d meet again someday, I thought it was wishful thinking. But here we are.” He smiled. “How are you, cousin?”

@triempery.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 11:35 AM

#WIPSnips 11: The word for October 11 is COUSIN

In NOMARA humans in the kumbhs, and also in outer villages and tribes, tend to be near relations. In this snip Kate encounters a protective sister--but whose true genetic relationship is probably "cousin."
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Text excerpt from NOMARA, a science fiction WIP by L.L. Stephens. Snip is a bit of conversation between Terran Kate and a native human named Troya, who distrusts her:

“I wish to talk with you,” Troya said.
Kate signaled for Ben to fall back. Troya, falling into step beside Kate, halted as Kate stopped beside one of the massive columns. Troya turned her dark head, her face hard with accusation. Her words dropped like shots.
“Stay away from my brother.”
Kate stared at her, not grasping at first what she was getting at. “Your brother?”
“Yuvan.”
Although she nodded understanding, Kate doubted that Troya and Yuvan were immediately related. Kumbhs used the word ‘brother’ to designate any male relation of the same kin-group. Most likely they were cousins.

@n-a-writes.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 11:33 AM

All I want is to be cryptid author who speaks in riddles and looks like they have peered into the abyss and is mildly unhinged.
But nooooo...
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@sayaashrah.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 11:28 AM

#LGBTQWriteAThon 11. “Mysterious”

Perilous, but there was no other choice. To find the mysterious entity calling to her, Ashrah must brave the Silk Colony and its ravenous queen.

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@writinginsawdust.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 11:16 AM

A day to remember, a moment never forgotten. The first encounter.

From a recent short story:
The Last Morning Walk

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I do remember that long ago, a pool party at some person’s house that I don’t speak with anymore. I saw her drunk and dancing on the diving board.

Someone said she was someone’s cousin or a sister of someone else. I just remember that sunshine smile and the laugh that lit the afternoon.
It wasn’t until that autumn, that I saw her by the library talking to a professor. I wanted to get closer to catch her eye and maybe ask her for a coffee, but she turned her back and disappeared.

I gave up hope and moved on for a month or more, almost forgot that she was there, until one random Wednesday I was reading something dull, when right out of nowhere, she stood there and demanded that I ask her out.

@sageowenwrites.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 11:16 AM

Exhibit 3672 of how down BAD Matthew is for Billy, and a sentimental moment interrupted by Cory

#WIPSnips "cousin" from SmokeWIP
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Excerpt from SmokeWIP, a sage Owen m/m romance novel wip. Text as follows:

Billy softened. "I know you didn't really get it with Lark at first, but thank you for sticking it out with me. I couldn't imagine doing this without you by my side."

He put on his most inauthentic winsome smile, the kind that performed well at family functions and church banquets. "Of course. I'd do anything for you."

"Everything's coming up right for your special day." Matthew flinched at Cory's exuberant return. "I cleared out the vending machine around the corner-five packs of your disgusting favorite chips, since your wife won't be around to smell your horrible sour cream and onion breath after."

Billy was grinning. Matthew forced down a memory of tasting those exact chips so he could imagine the flavor of Billy's mouth. Cory dumped the armload in his cousin's lap and picked up the fresh beer

@stephanloy.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 10:51 AM

#WIPSnips The word is 'cousin.' From 'Nightwatch.'
The White One describes its home universe. #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #WritingPrompts #AmWriting

Our nonsensical home spread to horizons both pressingly close and far beyond reach. The black land of onyx, the rocks covering its tumbled hills, sharp as razors and as jagged as saw blades. Over the dismal land, the black sky glowered, its weird, cartoon-like stars shedding no light, its suns no heat, and the great, impossibly defined spheres of its planets denied the majesty of their extra-celestial cousins.
A universe of dreams, of dreams from other universes. Potential to the limit of what thought can cleanly grasp.
We were flawed ideas, easily over-written, accidents on a Mobius loop. For whatever can be dreamed can be forgotten, or doubted, or debased.

@lagahoo.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 10:18 AM

Chaos beckons me
Illusions of calm waters
Deceive my reason

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@erikachandler.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 10:18 AM

Jiro and Ashe immediately bond over their mutual dislike of Ryo. #WIPSnips #amwriting #amquerying #writesky #writingcommunity #YA #fantasy

@lagahoo.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 10:17 AM

Tight surface tension
Suggest the calm Façade hides
Severe rip currents

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@pjloop.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 10:11 AM

Little late, but I'm getting back up to speed.

Going for a vibe of fuzzy, with dizzy?

This is from TEOWAD EP2.

-- 8< --

Another wave of dizziness struck her. It came and went.
__Urgh… let's get through this already!__

-- 8< --

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The text reads:

She closed her eyes and breathed out sharply, shaking off the fear, shaking off the obvious effects of the bad air and humidity. She pushed herself away from the wall and stood fully back on her feet. The environment had been getting more oppressive as they’d descended, especially the last floor. Damp warmth, slippery surfaces, blackened materials —everything felt deeply uncomfortable. Outside had been bad enough, but here the air was thicker, and escape felt impossible.
Another wave of [dizziness] struck her. It came and went.
__Urgh… let's get through this already!__
Webb had continued forwards, reaching the double doorway. Feeling at least a little rallied, Distance took notice. The wooden doors were in a bad state, damaged and hanging open, with a foot-wide gap between them. Beyond, she could just make out the Atrium. That was an area she knew well, but nothing of the place looked recognisable now, not with lack of solarlight and signs of disaster at every step.
__What did **THAT** to the doors?!__
Smoke was curling through the gap and along the ground, wisping in a slow, tumbling fade.
__An explosion?__
__Hopefully an explosion.__
She groaned.

@thefellowsnip.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 10:01 AM

Day 59 - October 11th

Today’s word is: Music

Now who doesn't love good music? Give us your best music snips. Bonus points if you actually describe the tone and feeling of the music in the prose!

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@smoking-gnu.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 9:56 AM

#Octember
Well, some of these are spoilery answers, so i'll just say:
Milly is strangling out the truth, while her sometimes guardian Jasper is wearing the yellow suit. Because he is. More The Mask yellow than mustard yellow, though.
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