— about the author
I'm B & I'm a QTPOC indie author! I write character-driven, contemporary fantasy for adults, mostly about queer POC in their twenties who have a lot of problems & happen to do magic.
— about my writing
Mirrored in Evergreen is a novel about a wizard-in-training, plagued by strange dreams and cursed to be forgotten, who must regain the trust of the partner who no longer remembers him.
Worm in a Jar is a novella about a young witch who accidentally summons a mischievous, shapeshifting demon, and the mutual curiosity that develops between them as she struggles to send them home.
A Hollow Contract is an ongoing serial about a wizard's apprentice who is really a glorified errand boy, and the ways in which he actually learns magic—including his secretive relationship with Felix, the student of his teacher's rival.
Poised in Either Eye is an ongoing serialized novella & collaboration with @fellamarsh about two dragons who have taken human form: one intending to escape, the other desperate to prove his belonging.
— how to support
Writing is currently (temporarily) my only source of income, and I would immensely appreciate any help promoting and selling my work! You can find where my books are sold (as well as my other social media accounts, Patreon, etc.) on the Linktree in my bio; even just reblogging this post helps me find a wider audience. Thank you for reading and for all your support!
Taglist collected from last post (thanks y'all!) - @abalonetea / @curiousitykilledthe-crow / @by-the-grace-of / @ultimatecryptid / @lanawritesalittle / @fellamarsh / @crystallized-ink / @ceruleanstep /
There are eight realms of the dead. It’s said that any soul who defeats the Guardian of each realm can return to the land of the living.
May: What do you mean by "weird things that have happened recently"? Do you mean I keep flipping out over passing the statue in the hallway weird or there was someone following me last night kind of weird?
Red: Oh, that's actually not weird.
May: Excuse me?
Red: I mean the statue thing not the following thing. That's not good.
May: I feel like the statue thing is weird.
Red: Maybe. But trust me. You have good cause for it.
Red: It's your automatonophobia.
May: My what?
Red: Fear of human-like things. You have good cause for it.
May: Are you going to tell me what it is?
Red: Way more entertaining to string it along.
May: Why did I ever become friends with you.
Red: At a guess, my irresistible charm.
May: hmmmmmm. Too bad you've lost it since then.
“I love you.”
“You’re so pretty when you lie.”
It's been just over 3 years since I started STATIC. I've stopped & started on it a lot in that time, because it honestly intimidates me. It started so strong, so vivid & perfect in my mind that I'm afraid of fucking it up.
Today I let go of that fear.
Today I'm taking that 21k & I'm going to work on it until it's complete; whether that takes 3 months or a whole new year, it doesn't matter.
I will finish this story, because this time, I'm ready to.
“It’s a fair deal.”
“If this is the price of your mercy, I do not want it.”
“Me asking is a courtesy, poppet, so say yes while I still allow you the choice.”
"I should change some character's names so that it is more in universe accurate" I thought.
"I can just edit the names while in writer's block so that I'm still working!" I thought.
"it'll be easy!" I thought.
Guess who is salty about their past decisions and world building choices?
This fucker. This stupid fucker.
“The old wishing well at the edge of town grants wishes, but it takes many years to grant them. Sometimes they are only granted once your body is 6 feet under and your soul wears fresh skin.”
“I was happy once. But don’t ask me when. I vaguely recall it, but I don’t think it was in this lifetime. Maybe another, though.”
“I very much enjoy the company of the shadows that dance on my walls when the sun starts to set. They are my only and truest friends.”
Her brown eyes cerulean sclera
thought they were black and white
a disorder in uniformity
Jupiter underneath pupil
ambrosia her kiss that i never felt
she left me for church
youth and religion her beloved bible
she is my Jesus
heyyy, this is the first time I'm posting my writing on tumblr, it's an essay kinda thing :)))
An excerpt from W.A.R.M.T.H (book 1 on inkitt) by Autumn Rayne
I sometimes forget how quick of a thinker AJ is, it seems he had already known what I was going to say before I had even begun my sentence. He angles his head up towards mine, his cocky smirk becoming sultry,
“You think I’m pretty?”
He flashes his green eyes at me with curiosity. I swallow, speechless, AJ smiles wider.
“What’s wrong boss man? Cat got your tongue?”
he throws his head back against the dark gray walls and laughs. His hair falling into his eyes when he looks at me again. The sound clears my mind and allows me to speak once again. “I know you think you’re pretty” I try to deflect the topic, the truth is, I think AJ is beautiful. He’s just aggravating as all hell and sometimes I think he would look prettier smeared across the pavement
Dialogue Prompts: “Try…”
1. “Just give it a try, okay?”
“Yeah, I’m gonna go with a definite no on this one.”
2. “I tried.”
“And now you’ve forgotten why.”
3. “It’s like you’re not even trying.”
“Neither of us would be here if that was true.”
“Oh, will you fuck off?”
“What, you think you’re going to drag yourself out of this damn chasm?”
“I think I prefer getting torn apart by wolves over spending another second with you.”