Shut Up And Write Novels & Stories

I snapped as I wrote on the paper, Why are you so afraid? He glanced at the paper before giving me a relieved look. When he still didn’t respond verbally, I snatched the paper back from him to quickly write You need to make this look good. Answer out loud as you write. When I shoved it back over to him, he nodded and began speaking as he wrote out his response. Anton is watching me. He’s watching all of us. Hubert came to our pack and took people who mattered to us to make sure that we obeyed him.

But the ink was stubborn. ​"Rule 20," I whispered. ​"What's Rule 20?" ​"You never finish the book. You just stop writing for a while."

“Please…” “Shut up and come and get it.”

"Just let me send this off." "Did you start writing again?" Amoy inquired. "Nope." "Why not?" "I still haven't figured out what I want to write, and I honestly don't see the point if I can't share it with the world." She sighed closing her laptop before facing him. "Don't write for others, write for yourself, maybe one day you'll share it with the world. I'm sorry about my aunt again." He shook his head brushing off her apology as she got up from her chair, standing in front of him, eyes filled with sincerity.

That single, hollow sentence: Hope you’re well. It had felt like a knife disguised as politeness. “I don’t know how to let it go,” I admitted. “Every time I think I’ve moved on, something drags me back.” “Let it out,” she said simply. I glanced up. “You’re a writer,” she said. “Write it out. Every ugly thing. Every word you wish you’d said. Every thought you’re ashamed of. Get it out of you.” I stared at her. “That sounds… healthy. And also kind of violent.”

She shook he⁠r hea⁠d. ‌ “I forgot‌ this existed.” At the top— one s‍entence. ‌ Write someth‍ing you hope becomes true. Sh‍e reme⁠mbered. Barely. ‌Som‍e therapist. ⁠Some exercis⁠e. W⁠r⁠ite th⁠ing‌s you want. Put th‍em awa⁠y. ⁠Look later. She started reading quietly. I hope Noah feel⁠s safe.

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it was beautiful and peaceful settling myself down i started playing my guitar and started singing along . . do you wanna give up just cuz it's hard? nothing is free in this damn freaking world. either you eat or get eaten so get a grip and stand back up what you think is E,N,D is actually A,N,D . . writing songs is one of my hobby. it helps me pour out my thoughts and feelings which calms me suddenly i heard a twitch as if someone had stepped on dry brach i quickly sat up as i didn't want to meet anyone