InvidiaRed
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Come my darlings its that time of the year. The touch of fall tastes wind sweet on the desert air. The Harvest precedes the frost and the scarecrows grow active in their migratory phase. Aplenty is abound like the changes of the moon. For wealth cannot be measured in dead metal and electric glyphs. Hark! The Heralds cry! To thy bounty's surplus. Welcome to One and all and thy ambitions The RULES Keep your submission Under 50K Include all appropriate tags at the beginning of the story Horror/ Halloween/Festival theme Original Fiction May your roots draw deep beyond the frost Your pursuers cramp before the butcher’s blade The fairy rings open to hallowed halls. The leaves begin to sing in autumnal hues. Experience is Fall’s true due!
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I think the most messed up one I found was Umbridge X Neville. -
Never trust any book with a tagline or summary of this would make Lovecraft scared.
Lovecraft is not a viable reference of fear. Man was afraid of Penguins, Air Conditioners and the Welsh.
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Lemme see if I can find it again. It was an indiebook @BronxWench
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That’s the truth. My man is afraid of tofu. My dad once screamed like a girl because a cicada jumped on him and he couldn’t get it off. One of my exes was afraid of soap, judging by how he stank, and another told me he was afraid of nail clippers. True fears are nonsensical and don’t make good writing.
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But have you seen those air-conditioned Welsh Penguins? The ancient texts of Tim the Enchanter describe the least of those evil monsters as being fully one hundred times more evil-tempered and bloodthirsty than the Monster of Caerbannog! The Holy Hand-grenade of Antioch would bounce off, and Niiese Shrubberies don’t even slow them down!
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45539! Behold the turning of the wheel and back again! Hark!
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45519! Behold the summer’s ebb.
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45515! Behold! Its I! The whom for whom odd is to even one this perilous procession to posterity!
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Welp! Its official my old laptop died. The one I’ve kept since before college.
Rip. The one I first started writing on here with. May you fly with the great Wifi in the sky.
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She’s processing the angels’ words, now.
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45483! Hizzah! Harken! Herald! The ephemeral dance
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45463! Uphold thy celestial dance!
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45407! Behold the eternal dance!
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45391! Behold! The fated dance.
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45335! Behold! The count of Odd! For thine order swirls back for forth.
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45279! Behold tis I the holder of nine on this eternal procession!
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45269! Huzah! Huzzah! The Calling of Nine!
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45221! Stark contrast and contradictions doth a perspective make.
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45215! One Doth Protest too much! Does Stagnation and Decay have a right to dictate the future?
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45203! Behold O break of night! For dusk comes before dawn!
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45144! Behold! The Dragon!
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45134! Behold, A stellar soporific sunrise! Yield onto daybreak the passing of dusk!
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45125! O fields of wopping! Thine spell doth break ere come summer’s day!
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Looking for work but getting the jitters as it looks like self/indie publishing might be viable.
Idk the garbage collectors may over 30+ an hour here lol.
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In my experience, making good money is a matter of finding the right opportunities, and writing is a matter of making time.
You can always make time if you try hard enough, but you can't always find the right opportunities when you need them.
I wish you the best of luck.
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