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holmesianlove · 4 months
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Shared by a local writer friend of mine. So true. Leave some love on your favourite author’s book or AO3 story. It’s a lovely Christmas gift!
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thepedanticbohemian · 9 months
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Thirsty Thursday Writers' Lift
It's #ThirstyThursday, Tumblr fam. Who's ready for another #writerslift?
#Writinglift #Books #blogs #Poetry #Websites #articles #journalists #reporters #fiction #nonfiction #writers #authors @shamelessselfpromo
Be sure to share your URL to your sales page, or your website, blog, etc. Let's get you seen!
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When did the feeling of loneliness become so familiar, was it past or present? 
Connection on The Writing Room
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Have a blessed Sunday and enjoy your worship. #Inspiration #Empowerment #Encouragement #WomenSupportingWomen #AmReading #BlackWriters #WritingCommunity #BookLovers #WritingLift https://www.instagram.com/p/CReHNYPo9qs/?utm_medium=tumblr
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holmesianlove · 1 year
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First Sentence Game
Thanks @lisbeth-kk for the tag! Sorry for my delayed reply. I’ve included a couple of collabs too so these aren’t all just mine. And not just my most recent 10… I’ve skipped a few in between.
“John.” It was always fascinating how John – that one word, his very name – could have so many meanings in the turns and tonalities of his friend’s voice.
Distortion. https://archiveofourown.org/works/43404736
The fact that John Watson had to walk to the bank, limping heavily against his cane, was just – in his own opinion – one more ridiculous component of his life. A Strange Encounter. https://archiveofourown.org/works/40203258
“Hurry up, Sherlock!” John called out, as he made his way down the stairs. “Our ride’s not going to wait forever.”  Extortion. (Part 3 of Extraction series) https://archiveofourown.org/works/38732475
John's eyes drift open slowly to take in the empty bed beside him. Faked It. (Collab with Accident) https://archiveofourown.org/works/37270492
Mrs. Hudson didn’t know what to do. Break Down. (Collab with Accident) https://archiveofourown.org/works/36712216
“He’s worse.” From Up Here. https://archiveofourown.org/works/35270632
It was gloomy: a perfectly miserable London day, with rain amplifying the tyre sounds on the street outside, yet somehow muffling everything else. Home. https://archiveofourown.org/works/33779155
Sherlock heard the sound, the sickening crack. Mind Over Matter. (Collab with Accident)https://archiveofourown.org/works/32440234
It only took eight minutes. Eight Minutes. https://archiveofourown.org/works/32353534
The world beyond the uncleaned window smears into black and grey, the trees and hills unrecognizable looking out from the light into the dark. Sehnenfäden. (Collab with Strange_Johnlock)  https://archiveofourown.org/works/30490839
@podfixx @discordantwords @dduane @elldotsee @fuckyeahjohnlockfanfic @gingerbread-rus @justacookieofacumberbatch @kettykika78 @loveismyrevolution @merindab
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