I Need To Be As Clear As Possible That I’m Not Being Smug Or Saying I Told You So When I Say This,

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Words cannot express how badly I want a Violet and Edmund Bridgerton prequel

my handwriting before coffee:

my handwriting after coffee:

An ask game for writers to procrastinate working on you WIP(s)

I am also procrastinating actually writing. If you’ve multiple works in progress you can give a different answer every time!

🦈Tell us the name of your/ one of your WIP(s)

🍄Decriscribe your wip/one of your wips in the format of “___ + ___ =___”  

🌍What tags or warnings will your / one of your wip(s) need if you intend to share it?

🧭An alternative title to your/ one of your WIP(s)?

⚠️Which wip your most likely to finish or update next?

💾What is your document of your wip/ a wip called? (not the stories actual title but what you’ve saved it as)

🖍Post Any sentence from your wip

♻️A scrapped idea for your current WIP

🤔What’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet?

🤡How many Wips are you actively working on?

🛠Is there a scene or anything in the WIP you are struggling with right now?

❤️Not a question, just a second kudos to send.

Enjoy!

Here's another Prelude To Ecstasy snippet!

Benedict stared at his sister, taking in her earnest expression, the plea in her eyes. The two of them shared a bond that none of their other siblings quite understood, a bond forged from being a pair of imposters, tripping and falling over themselves while others glided around them, content with their position in society. Benedict, being a gentleman in society, had his freedoms. His sister, on the other hand, was effectively caged by the rules of polite society. And Benedict, for all his worries, refused to be one of her jailers.

Calam Lynch at ‘The Rings of Power’ premiere in London

me: thinks my theloise hyperfixation might finally be fading

me: watches a theloise edit

me: f u c k