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@melwaverly.bsky.social Oct 10, 2026, 8:05 AM

From WIP1 - These Words Remain Unsaid

Just like magic

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Julie arrived just before nine with two cups of coffee and a tired smile. She handed one to Izzy and then stared incredulously at the handwritten directions and fuzzy map printout.
"Hey, so why don't we use my GPS? I brought it from LA"
"I've never used one before," Izzy admitted.
"It's easy," Julie said, already retrieving it from the car. "You punch in the destination, and it tells you where to go. Like magic---except bossier."
Mel Waverly - These Words Remain Unsaid, chapter 35

@melwaverly.bsky.social Oct 9, 2026, 2:51 PM

#lesficfri ***Quick***

It was a big change ✂️💇🏼‍♀️

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“It’s a big change. Are you ready for this?” she asked, giving Izzy one last chance to change her mind.
Izzy caught the woman’s eyes in the mirror. “Yeah,” she said. “It’s time.”
Before she knew it, her hair was pulled into a ponytail, braided, and tied off. A few quick snips later, it was gone, dropped into a resealable bag ready for donation.
“Now,” the hairdresser said, “let’s talk about style. You don’t have much left to work with. Any ideas about what you want?”
Izzy hadn’t thought that far ahead. The plan had always been to cut it off. She never gave any thought to what came after.
“I don’t know,” she said finally. “Just…make me look cool?”
Mel Waverly - These Words Remain Unsaid, chapter 8

@melwaverly.bsky.social Oct 7, 2026, 5:50 AM

From WIP 1 - These Words Remain Unsaid

Bernoulli’s principle, but ELI5

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When seven-year-old Isabell asked how planes fly, Andrea Brewer decided she needed a better answer than “engines and wings.” So she explained the theory of flight by comparing airflow to children fleeing from a classroom to the playground. Isabell still thought it was a good comparison, though she hadn’t known at seven that communal, mostly unsupervised spaces like playgrounds could be high-pressure places too.

Mel Waverly - These Words Remain Unsaid, chapter 3

@melwaverly.bsky.social Sep 30, 2026, 9:21 AM

From WIP 1 - These Words Remain Unsaid

As a follow up to yesterday's WIP snip...it's still not going well

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For a moment, it looked like Izzy was finally letting her guard down. Maybe she believed her. Maybe this was the first step towards repairing what Julie had broken. A flicker of something warm and familiar appeared in Izzy’s eyes.
“Julie…” Izzy began.
The soft, unguarded way she said her name made Julie’s heart and hopes lift.
Then it was gone. Izzy blinked, then straightened, and the warmth vanished, leaving only a cold emotional distance.
Julie felt the words before they were spoken, and her heart sank.
Izzy shook her head. “I don’t think so.” Her eyes lingered for a heartbeat too long before she turned away and continued packing her bag.
Mel Waverly - These Words Remain Unsaid, chapter 23

@melwaverly.bsky.social Sep 29, 2026, 9:27 AM

From WIP 1 - These Words Remain Unsaid

It didn't go well...

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“Listen,” she said quietly. “I should go.”
Julie’s face fell. “Oh. Of course. Sorry.” She stood when Izzy did. “This didn’t go how I had hoped.”
“No,” Izzy said, shrugging on her jacket. “But it went about as well as I expected.”
Julie’s shoulders slumped. “Could…do you think we could catch up some time?”
“Isn’t that what we just did?” The question landed like a slap. Not cruel, just final.
Mel Waverly - These Words Remain Unsaid, chapter 17

@melwaverly.bsky.social Sep 22, 2026, 8:32 AM

From WIP 1 - These Words Remain Unsaid

It was a spectacular meltdown.

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A crowd began to form around the stage to watch the meltdown of the Mixtape Makers. The guitarist could barely keep up. The singer didn’t know the words. The bass player seemed completely lost. No one was in key; no one could find a rhythm. No one seemed to even be familiar with the song.
Except for the drummer.
Mel Waverly - These Words Remain Unsaid, chapter 17

@melwaverly.bsky.social Sep 18, 2026, 8:27 AM

From WIP 1 - These Words Remain Unsaid

He was clearly not amenable to the business plan

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That evening, Julie sat down at the dining room table and asked her parents to rent their garage. She outlined an entire business plan complete with schedules, payment options, and even noise mitigation. She was hopeful they could reach some sort of compromise. It was a negotiation. She’d make a proposal, they’d make a counteroffer, and everyone would walk away happy.
When she finished her pitch, her father looked her in the eyes and said, “Absolutely not.”

Mel Waverly - These Words Remain Unsaid, chapter 19

@melwaverly.bsky.social Sep 17, 2026, 12:36 PM

From WIP 1 - These Words Remain Unsaid

Julie was tired, all right?! Just wait for the showstopper!

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“Whatcha doing, Weirdo?”
“Home shopping channel.”
“Why?” Izzy asked, dropping onto the couch.
Julie shrugged. “It was on.”
“It lifts up with such ease,” chirped the voice from the TV.
“That does look easy,” Julie said sluggishly.
Izzy tilted her head. “Um, Jules?”
“It floats like a feather back to its original position—even the man in your life will love putting this seat down.”
Julie tore her eyes away from the television. “Yes?”
“Why are you watching the home shopping channel?”
Julie held eye contact. Her eyes, normally alert and inquisitive, were weary. “Changing the channel takes effort…fuck effort.”

Mel Waverly - These Words Remain Unsaid, chapter 42

@melwaverly.bsky.social Sep 14, 2026, 6:04 AM

From WIP1 - These Words Remain Unsaid

Well, no one said both were right, but there are always two sides to every story.

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The way her parents told it, Julie had run away in the middle of the night—without so much as a note—leaving her parents abandoned in their large century home.
The truth was far less intriguing. It was the most meticulously planned escape any nineteen-year-old had ever made: a carefully packed trunk, a preapproved visa, a list of cheap rooms to rent, and enough savings to make it six months if she ate frugally and didn’t panic.
She knew exactly where she was going, what she was taking, and what she was leaving behind.
Mel Waverly - These Words Remain Unsaid, chapter 11

@melwaverly.bsky.social Sep 9, 2026, 7:46 AM

From WIP 1 - These Words Remain Unsaid

No rigs, but I have equipment. Julie doesn't, however. Hers is in a storage locker nowhere near the mom-mobile.

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Julie thunked her head against the steering wheel and sighed.
In LA, she’d drive up the coast to clear her head. Or she’d grab a slushie and head to Griffith Observatory, where she’d find a spot to stare out at the city and think through the problem.
Neither Lindsay nor the beige mom-mobile was inspiring creativity.
Then there was the other problem. Even if Julie had a place to record, she had nothing to record with. All of her equipment was sitting in a storage locker in the Valley.
Mel Waverly - These Words Remain Unsaid, chapter 19

@melwaverly.bsky.social Sep 8, 2026, 7:15 AM

From WIP 1 - These Words Remain Unsaid

🧨 they will butt heads a lot...

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Then there was the lead singer, Ashley. The first thing that struck Julie was her voice. It was full of passion and strength, existing somewhere between a lullaby and a growl.
The second was her attitude: strong-willed, recalcitrant, and every bit as bold as her red-and-black hair suggested.
Julie liked her instantly, even as she mentally catalogued all the ways they were going to butt heads.
Firecracker, indeed.

Mel Waverly - These Words Remain Unsaid, chapter 19

@melwaverly.bsky.social Sep 6, 2026, 7:38 AM

From WIP 1 - These Words Remain Unsaid

No one really knows what we do 🦫🍁⛺

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Julie heard Jenn’s quiet sigh before she spoke again. Thankfully, she’d decided to pivot to safer terrain.
“You’ve been there for, like, a hot minute, Jules. Enjoy your visit home. Enjoy the muted tranquility of your quaint Canadian streets.”
“There is a distinct absence of urine smell here. So that’s something.”
“That’s the spirit!” Jenn goaded. “It’ll be your little rustic escape from the bustle of the big city. You can, like, get some nature, hug a tree, listen to some birds, go camping with a beaver.”
“What are you on about? It’s November. Also, what the hell do you think we do in Canada?”
“Honestly, I have no clue what you zany Canadians do up there.” She laughed.
Mel Waverly - These Words Remain Unsaid, chapter 19

@melwaverly.bsky.social Sep 5, 2026, 7:42 AM

From WIP 1 - These Words Remain Unsaid

Julie was not thrilled with the design.

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