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T H E G E N T L E R E D P E N

Refining manuscripts with care.
Beta Reader & Literary Scout.
Focused on constructive, compassionate critique.
OPEN for submissions.

thee-apple-of-my-eye:

My least favorite thing about writing is wanting to write an Asian character and having that nagging voice in the back of your mind—‘people are gonna call you a weeb/fetishizer/korea-boo’ LEAVE ME ALONE 💔

Posted 17 weeks ago

nomnomohno:

LOOKING FOR A BETA READER, PLEASE


I writing a Xiao/Aether Fanfiction, set in modern AU. Xiao is a secret agent and Aether is an expedition leader. It is a slow burn.


English is my third language, and I often mix up grammar from other languages I know, so I would need a grammar check and also a check if sentences even make sense, because they might make sense in my head, but not in words for other people.

I am still working currently on the first chapter, but I want to search early, since if my work gets finished, I will be too tempted to publish it and then… uhh, yeah. So I would use some help!


I am still new to A03 format and my laptop died, so my phone it is👍 (It has been way too long for me to even now get lost in that site…)

Thank you in advance! Have a good time!

Posted 17 weeks ago

tamacathers:

My website is live: tamacathers.com

It took me longer to connect the domain to WordPress than it did to hike the entire Appalachian Trail—Possibly an exaggeration—but only barely.

What’s there: published poems, information about me, and my works in progress. I’ve got kids books that need an illustrator, fiction and non-fiction that need beta readers, and a whole host of other projects in the works.

News and announcements coming in a few days, but I wanted to get the foundation out there. Thirty years of looking at the world through through field research & trail miles, crocodilian eye shine & bear tracks, then microscopes & surgical loupes—now I’m figuring out what happens when you translate all that into sentences.

Come see what’s there. More soon.

Tama Cathers—Poetry & Stories

Posted 17 weeks ago

200daysofwriting:

Day Two of 200 days of writing.

- Write a piece in the second person POV -

You’ve been wondering if your need for coffee is a problem for a while. You wonder if it is masking some other issue, fatigue, sleep apnea, low B12, or exacerbating others, heart palpitations, high blood pressure, insomnia.

You tell yourself it’s not really a problem until a doctor tells you it is but you haven’t been to a doctor since they told you it was just anxiety and they could “prescribe you some Beta-blockers if that would make you feel better.” So you have two cups every morning, three on the weekend “as a treat” and often one or two more in the afternoon, but never after 5 pm.

You wonder if you should switch back to cold brew as you look at your yellowing teeth in the mirror, but it is the middle of January, and you’re so tired of being cold. You wonder if it really has been just one tablespoon of creamer you’ve been pouring in without measuring, as you stand atop the tattered scale that’s followed you around since high school. But you can’t be bothered to wash an extra spoon every day just to be sure.

You like the taste of the coffee, but not the way the oils cling to the walls of your thermos, souring every drop of water when you refill it. And you like the smell of the steam wafting from the open cup, but you carry mints and gum that upset your stomach, so you won’t be the one with coffee breath at the office

You take a sip, and it’s good, and you wonder if worrying about it is even worth it or if that, too, is a sign of your overconsumption.

Photo by Atena Razavi on Unsplash

A simple one today. I don’t feel too full of much today. It is my day off but I fear I don’t know how to relax. I feel like as the day progressed the tighter I got wound. (Listening to Noah Kahan’s new song probably isn’t helping smh)

Anyway, thank you for reading day 2 of 200 days of writing. When I was younger, I remember thinking that I would be the writer to write that culture-resetting 2nd POV story. I thought I would write a book where the reader falls in love with the narrator as the story is told. Still might. But I think there are a number of other projects I want to finish before that. And I think there is a reason 2nd POV isn’t used all that much. No one really likes it when you speak for them.

Writing this wasn’t as exploratory as I was hoping but something about the coffee was calling me. All of my childhood I hated the smell of coffee. I thought it smelled like char but it always made me think of my mother. And I always knew that one day I would be drinking coffee. It was just a matter of time. I had tried my moms but she made hers by brewing one heaping tablespoon into a six cup pot. No creamer. No sugar.

When I was in Vienna as I followed around a boy like a miserable puppy I tried a cappuccino at a famous cafe. One I was only impressed by because of that boys admiration. The cappuccino was bitter and sat on the back of my tongue the whole day. When I returned to the US I decided to try again. And for a long time I was drinking lattes and experimenting with mocha pots and instant coffee.

In the summer I have my cold brews and in the winter it is pour overs. Though during both I mix in iced or hot Americano’s. I relish that bitterness now. That prophecy came true and I changed.

I always do. Everyone does.

I hope you have a nice warm drink that you can enjoy in this cold. I hope you change in whatever way you need to. And I hope you enjoyed day two of 200 days of writing, though, now I am thinking the prompt should have been simply - Coffee

Posted 17 weeks ago

bigjerrystoryfeedback:

Writing isn’t hard because you’re bad at it.
It’s hard because you care.

You’re shaping thoughts into meaning. You’re asking your brain to build worlds, emotions, and logic at the same time. Of course it’s heavy sometimes.

Hard doesn’t mean stop.
Hard means stretch.

You’re growing muscles you didn’t have before.

Posted 17 weeks ago

verdantflamingo:

Happily Ever After in Andalasia

https://archiveofourown.org/works/78795681

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Posted 17 weeks ago

verdantflamingo:

Happily Ever After in Andalasia

https://archiveofourown.org/works/78795681

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Language:English

Posted 17 weeks ago

More of whimsy!Reader and the cat? 🥺

hehehe i am loving them SO much thank you for requesting lovely <3 bonus points go to anybody who can guess where the cats name comes from | 1.4k words, eddie munson x fem!reader, whimsy!reader, sexual thoughts but nothing too nsfw, requests are open !!

“Ludo.”

Eddie looked up from the smoke he’d been rolling. “Hm?”

“Her name,” she was smiling, flat on her stomach on his living room floor trailing a feather across the rug in front of her so the little kitten could chase it. “I’ve picked Ludo.”

He watched in mild amusement as the kitten got low to the floor much like her, wriggled a little, before pouncing on the feather. For the few days he’d had her there since her rescuing beneath the trailer he’d discovered she was all fluff and no brains. Though he did quite enjoy having her curl up on his chest when he read in the evenings. He did not, however, enjoy being pounced on at six o’clock in the morning on a Saturday because she was hungry.

“Isn’t Ludo a guy?” Eddie murmured around the cigarette as he held it between his lips and lit it.

“I don’t know,” she shrugged. “But it fits. Do you like that Ludo?” The kitten bat at her hand and she grinned. “Oh yes you do, that’s a good girl, good Ludo.”

Eddie was more than contempt to just watch her as he took a drag of the cigarette and blew the smoke out towards the open window. How she could just lay there in a stollen t-shirt and an old ripped skirt she refused to throw away and still look so pretty was beyond him. It was one of the rare days he got to see her without all of the glitter and mascara packed onto her eyes, and though it was so her he still thought, barefaced, she was the most fucking beautiful girl he’d ever seen.

She rolled onto her back and picked up little Ludo to sit on her chest, and Eddie knew in that moment that what he’d been thinking about the last few days, the whole possibly-ruining-this-friendship-by-confessing thing, he had to go forwards with it. It was getting fucking hard to function keeping it all tucked away inside his chest. She’d get too close when they were watching a movie or insist on a piggy back while they were walking somewhere and her perfume would be so overwhelming he felt dizzy. She’d stand too close and somehow not notice the fact that he couldn’t stop staring at her lips, the soft skin of her neck, and — fuck him but he was just a guy — the sliver of cleavage that often peeked out of her shirts.

Keep reading

Posted 17 weeks ago
Posted 17 weeks ago

strangerquirks:

Looking for Beta Reader

 Hello fellow writer, I’m working on three ambitious BNHA-based projects.

I’m looking for beta writers and readers who are interested in them and would like to join in, providing me with help and feedback.

These are three Oc-centered Au:


1) Title: Mha: Lights in Darkness

  • Synopsis: “I don’t know what kept me alive that day…. what I do know is that I will have no mercy on him, not after what he did.”

30 years after the advent of the former Symbol of Peace, a new generation of heroes is beginning to make its way into society. But the flame of villains, then dormant, begins again to become a huge fire that threatens to burn and demolish everything that has been built so far.

New dangers loom on the horizon and shadowy figures plot in the shadows, ready to turn the fortunes of all humanity upside down, throwing the world into chaos, but someone will be ready to stop them or at least die in the attempt…

This story tells about the adventures of Marshall, a young boy, whose dream was to become a Pro-Hero despite being an orphan and a vagrant, thus considered a reject of society. However, one bad day he witnesses the murder of his best friend, also considered the only family he ever had, a traumatic event that awakens something in him that until that moment everyone believed he did not possess, his quirk.

Why did this happen? Who was that man and what did he have to do with them? Why did no Hero intervene to save them and thus prevent this event from happening?

Thus begins his vigilante crusade, in which he will try to find the answers to these questions and take revenge on those responsible, while stopping a conspiracy that threatens to plunge the whole of Japan into chaos.

2) Title: Mha: Ravenslayer

  • Synopsis: “May the gods have mercy on them…..for I will have none!

Hero, Villain? In a world so full of extraordinary powers and personalities, what meaning do these words take on? Well I’m certainly not going to be the one to find out, after all, I’ve never been one of those fools who questions the meaning of life or other such crap….. no, I crave more concrete things…I’m here to answer for the crimes committed by those who desecrate values like justice and humanity…. and what I do know, is that out there those who proclaim themselves saviors and heroes do not deserve to boast of such titles, and I’ll be ready to prove it…….So let them prepare themselves, for my justice will be swift….”

Instead, this story recounts the adventures of Aiden Pierce, an American boy who, following the murder of his parents on his fourth birthday and the incompetence of the Heroes, is left to watch as they are brutally tortured and killed.

Filled with anger and resentment, the boy is approached by the head of a mysterious organization dedicated to purging evil from society and downsizing the role of the Heroes, who have become too negligent and corrupt. It will then be up to it to restore order, delving into a world that is not exactly what it seems. A world of shadows and intrigue as he sheds light on the mystery surrounding his own organization and, more importantly, something about himself.

3) Title: Mha: Minefield

  • Synopsis: “When the situation gets pretty scorching…he is the one they call to throw himself into hell.”

The Commission, the agency that deals with the relationship between the Heroes and the society itself, as well as maintaining the delicate balance in it and investigating any criminal cases.

He, on the other hand, is known as Spectre, a black ops agent who works for the same and moves in a world of shadows, pushing right into territories where even the Heroes wouldn’t dare set foot.

What if someone were to tell you that the Commission isn’t as limpid as they would have you believe? What if he himself had to come to terms with all the lies and secrets that it carries with it, finding himself adrift in a sea of ​​intrigues hatched by it?


I need for someone to exchange ideas with, who can act as a sounding board, with whom I can talk about the characters, the plot, the narrative arcs and everything that falls into these categories.

Posted 17 weeks ago

samskyeye:

Enters the Story Architect.

Hello. I’m the Story Architect.

Drafting is hard.

You start with a solid idea, a strong opening chapter, maybe even characters you love…
and somewhere around Chapter 3, the whole thing starts to wobble.

That’s where I come in.

I’m a beta reader focused on structure — the load-bearing walls of your story:

  • plot logic
  • pacing
  • conflict escalation
  • character motivation
  • endings that don’t feel rushed or hollow

I don’t just read your draft.
I stress-test it.

If something doesn’t make sense, I’ll find the crack.
If a subplot is weakening the foundation, I’ll flag it.
If your story works? I’ll tell you why, so you can do it again on purpose.

What I Do Here

On this blog, you’ll find:

  • Queue feedback on submitted excerpts
  • Answers to plot-hole panic
  • Craft breakdowns for Romance, Fantasy, Mystery & YA
  • Gentle but honest talks about why drafts fall apart (and how to fix them)

No roasting. No vibes-only praise.
Just clear, actionable notes.

Want Feedback?

  • Submissions are open (check the guidelines)
  • Ask box is open for screaming and ranting
  • I offer a free 500-word sample edit via DM

Your story isn’t broken.
It just needs a stronger foundation.

Welcome to the drafting table.

— Story Architect

Posted 17 weeks ago
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