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🕯️Writing Gothic Fairytales🕯️ A voice of steel that will make you wonder, has she killed before? Jk, this ass gave life. SAHM✨ 📜Novel in progress📜
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Windswept periwinkles raced with specks of silica. Uprooted, he blustered into her cottage, wet, tired, eyes stinging, fur matted with kelp and sand. #Sweet, gentle hands took his paws and, like thick smoke thinning as fire subsided, his roar turned to a soft hum. #vss365

Once upon a time, there was a floating head... #sketch #davinci #pencilsketches #renaissanceaesthetic #renaissance

#Vesper bore sleet from purple skies. The little fae & swallowtails abandoned their thistle beds, but, huddled beneath the cloak of ice, green shoots rested, patient for the melt that always came. #vss365

Happy Halloween from Winifred Sanderson ✨🎃

Ugh. ☠️

Darkly fun fact! From 1532, a hair removal recipe: 'Boil together a solution of one pint of arsenic and eighth of a pint of quicklime. Go to a baths or a hot room and smear medicine over the area to be depilated. When the skin feels hot, wash quickly with hot water so the flesh doesn’t come off.’ ☠️

Jumped ship into a new genre. #writing #momswritersclub

I love crafty people.

Conjuring vibes. 🌹🕯️ #writing #momswritersclub

Harvest hours dim and bitter winds hum, something wicked this way comes…

Elgiva (1855), oil on canvas By Joanna Mary Boyce Boyce depicted model Lizzie Ridley as the ill-fated Anglo-Saxon Queen Aelfgifu (Elgiva). Her marriage to the King annulled against her will, they branded her face and exiled her to Ireland.

Flummery [FLUM-uh-ree] (n.) 1. A sweet dish made with beaten eggs, milk, sugar, & flavorings 2. Empty compliments 3. Nonsense Used in a sentence: “Feeding flummery to the fulgurous faun failed to flatter, as the fulsome fainéant feigned fullness.” Get my new book: amzn.to/3R05mfJ In stores Nov 7

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Well, well, well. Fancy meeting you here, sir. Please excuse me while I diiiiieee. ☠️

This line tho: "The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies." -Neil Gaiman, American Gods

I said what I said.

First post is for disclaimers: If I'm inconsistent on here, it's because I'm researching how to smell like a lemon cake instead of being a productive member of society. Also, if you see the same posts elsewhere, yes you did. I'm tired.

Moms who are writers! #MomsWritersClub is HERE in BlueSky! I just got our own feed going. I find it here: bsky.app/profile/did:...