Helen Whistberry (in & out at the moment)

@whistberry

Writer, artist & introvert hoping for a world with more peace, love, & understanding. She/her. I write, read, & review indie books📚💜🙂 prompt host

Vrijeme pridruživanja: travanj 2019.

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  1. Prikvačeni tweet

    I did a thing! Well, narrator Sean Thornton did most of the work, but the audiobook for my noir mystery The Weird Sisters of Wynter's Hill is now live on Audible and Amazon! I have some US and UK promo codes to give away for a free listen, too. DM me!

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  2. She watched me from the void I had banished her to, unmoved by my claim that doing so was as hard for me as it was for her. She'd return. I could feel it. She'd have her revenge on me. Takes more than an to kill a character like her. There is always another WIP.

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  3. prije 4 sata

    Those iridescent wings, flapping towards the ceiling, weren't fairies. They were sentences. A chubby man, hunched over a screaming kettle, was steaming the pages of a rainbow-bound book. Thousands of words winced, took flight, abandoning damp, blank leaves.

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  4. kiss me in the graveyard during a rainstorm in the dress made of ivy and moss that you plan to be buried in or don't waste my time.

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  5. prije 10 sati

    Bindle-sticked with padded hooves, we packed tight our glad rag goodies and took up life on the fly—a boxcar bundle of 'bos, amble-bound and indolent, adrift a stretch of steel track seas. Connoisseurs of California blanket bed downs, we roll on, weary the bull.

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  6. Old Fox is visiting Pine Marten in his flat in Ealing. Pine Marten is thrilled & has made a supper of mushroom soup & rolls & chruściki, deep-fried pastry ribbons clouded with sugar. Afterwards, Pine Marten repeats over & over again to the moon, I have a friend, I have a friend.

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  7. prije 4 sata

    I like to say I edit myself but the truth of it is I'm in a race is between my fingers & the whispers of the muse & she hates to think I'm not listening count 153

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  8. prije 4 sata

    I took care with the spelling, of this poem that I'm, ..sending, tho' I worry that these lines, could use a better, ..edit 🤪

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  9. Life has joys Their memories Enrich But there will be Sorrow and loss That deplete The colours Of life experiences Those multitude of hues From bright shining gold To darkest black Do not The dark times They shape Who we are

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  10. prije 4 sata

    words and worlds Collided for a time Imagined freedom Truest love Sincerest lust Trust. Ctrl, Alt, Del to dust

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  11. prije 5 sati

    Had the knack of editing healthy influences from his autobiography.

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  12. prije 8 sati

    I don't say much, I never have, I find more comfort In silence, Know I listen, though, I watch And I appreciate, See me, Through the sound of the crickets, Feel my touch, A greater warmth than words, I'm not good at words, And you can't hold words, But you can hold me

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  13. SURPRISE ANNOUNCEMENT!!!!!!! The Monsters of Music (my genderswapped Phantom retelling) is free today. I'm not gonna link to it cuz Twitter hides my tweets when there are links in them, so you'll have to put in a smidge of effort & Google it, or use the link in my profile.😜

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  14. prije 7 sati

    Weee! I've finished a big ol' expansion to my author website! It now has a Books Page, a wee Blog, AND it homes my Media Kit! Check it out - free internet cookies to anyone who finds a spelling mistake!

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  15. prije 11 sati

    It's my birthday! I wouldn't normally mention this, but I need to promote this awesome anthology to which I and many other members contributed. It would make my day if you bought it, plus proceeds go to charity to help animals! ✌️

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  16. prije 10 sati

    Imagine the horror of being trapped in a coffin. Gasping for breath. Squirming for space. scratching an unyielding wooden lid. I hammer the final nail in place and lean close. Scritch scritch scritch... How utterly terrifying it must be.

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  17. prije 9 sati

    Sometimes I too much. My words feel like their eyebrows have been plucked too thin. (edit)

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  18. Creators of all kinds find themselves lost in sometimes. Our obsession with perfecting our crafts often consuming our beings. Like the old saying goes, “Practice makes perfect.” Or so we all hope it does.

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  19. Charles Dickens at the word processor: "It was the best of times, but still really hard..." "There never really have been good times here..." "Cloudy with breaks of sunshine..."

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  20. prije 8 sati

    We alter people, places, things, creating, re-creating, adding a pause here and a full-stop there. We disguise meaning, enhance appearance, and edit the story’s pace on a whim. And when our personal narrative is done, we hit delete. (Edit)

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  21. prije 8 sati

    Emotional me, can love you gently can't edit, the one with pen in hand raw words I'll intertwine, for it's me I drip onto pages..red clarify these lines you see my breath between them heart's imagery make do what you can with it shape of struggles pared down me

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