Stevie Rae Diehl

Such an amazing story. Those boys still linger in a special place in my heart. I think of them to this day. 💕

"Gregory Kirk," by Yorgos KC — Evie's Reveries Young Adult Gay (M/M) Romance My review this week is going to be a little different, as it’s on a story available on WattPad rather than a published book. The author reached out to me for a fair an...

And since I am in bragging mode, I'll go all the way.
And, hence, here is @stevieraediehl.bsky.social's review for "Gregory Kirk"

www.eviedrae.com/blog/2018/8/...

Ooohh nope, sure didn't. I meant to respond to the original thread. I'm so, so sorry!!

“I’m sorry, Eryn. There are no words for how cruel the universe can be, but you did everything you could to save them. Don’t doubt that. Don’t doubt yourself.”

He gripped the glass of fiery red liquid so tightly that his already pale skin nearly turned translucent. “You have too much faith in me.”

After we were sitting there on the bus for a while, Alice felt this overwhelming urge to apologize for essentially ending my relationship. She tried to ignore it, but every time she looked at me, she felt guilty. "I'm... I'm sorry." Alice said softly. "For what?" I asked her. "Well he... he broke up with you." Alice said. "No, I should be thankin' you for that." I laughed a bit. "I've wanted that relationship to end for months. I'm glad I didn't have to do it." "Oh." Alice nodded. "Okay.” Great, I apologized for no reason. She thought. Why did I even apologize anyway? Why do I care how she feels? This makes no sense. "Plus, it probably wouldn't have worked out, regardless." I told her. "He was religious if you couldn't tell, and he reminds me of my mother with how devoted he was. That's not for me. I don't believe in that shit." She doesn't believe in God, either? "Why were you with him then?" Alice asked. "Because I thought he was cool? I guess?" I said, then laughed a bit again. "I don't know really, he hit on me first, he's not even really my type. Just figured it would be nice to have someone, you know? I had never been in a relationship before him."

"Why do I care how she feels?" IT'S BECAUSE YOU'RE GAY, ALICE

(If y'all couldn't tell I really like to yell at the characters I wrote)

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#WIPSnips a bluesky writing community tag July 27 - apologize Share a line from your WIP with the daily word for inspiration Use #WIPSnips. Don't forget Alt Text for graphics Synonyms, variation and vibes are fine. Support others on the #WIPSnips tag! Hosted by rosie-j-potter.bsky.social The image behind the text is a border that is black with stars with a light blue rectangle highlighted by a fuchsia line. An illustrated caticorn holding a pencil and writing in a book with a rose behind one ear is in the lower right corner

The #WIPSnips word for July 27th is "apologize"

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My Alpha Reader group is looking for 1-2 more Romance genre alpha partners to join our swap. Every 2 weeks we trade and give feedback on ~5,000 words. We offer Accountability + Feedback. You must be open to mature content and able to reliably meet read deadlines.

Many call Rebecca Ravenhurst America's "Blood Countess."

Are they right?

Unearth the truth in THE HANGING GIRL: buff.ly/4gaUN3B

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Another drop slipped from the jagged ceiling and splashed onto Rigel’s lashes. The ninety-seventh. His back was numb, imprinted by the rough stone wall behind him. He shifted, but an inch was all he could manage, as if his muscles had bailed out of his command. Like everyone else. Commander Rigel Brown—unable to order even his own limbs.

What's portrayed rarely tells the truth. Midst people, Rigel is a ruthless, rude piece of shit. But solocity is where the cracks start to show.

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"And so, you called me a 'demon child' for burnin' the people that hurt us, for sayin' I don't believe in God, and for sayin' I wanna marry a woman." Alice said coldly. "How very sistaly of you." "Okay, you're right!" Priscilla said. "I know." Alice said. "I meant about the last two." Priscilla cut back in. "You have different beliefs, and you aren't attracted to men. I shouldn'ta faulted you for that. I'm sorry. However, you should never have burnt down the Liddell house. We could have just left, Alice! We could have just organized an escape and left!" "And then two rapists and their oblivious mother and wife would still be runnin' free." Alice said without thinking, which shocked her a bit. That was the closest to saying what happened to her she's ever gotten. "And where would we go, huh?" "There were other ways to deal with that!" Priscilla hissed, trying not to raise her voice. "And I don't know, but we coulda found somewhere! Anywhere!"

"What other ways?" Alice shot back. "Ain't nobody care about us! Nobody gon' listen to two runaway niggers who were supposed to be free and settled into society months ago! Hell, nobody gon' listen to us niggers, period! The only justice we can get for what happened to us is by exterminatin' them all! They all bad! They ain't no place for us until they all dead!" Priscilla scoffed, and left Alice's room with tears in her eyes. Alice would admit - the last part was an over-exaggeration on her part. She was never planning on exterminating all white people. However, the effect it had on Priscilla was worth the white lie, or what she considered a white lie. However, what Alice would never admit is that she was hoping Priscilla was coming to apologize to her. She was hoping that Priscilla wasn't so mortified of what she did to the Liddells. She was hoping that they would make up and go back to the good relationship they once had. Alice was hoping to have her other older sister again.

Didn't have "bail", so I used "escape".

And I just realized there are redundant "however"s so gonna fix that lol

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#WIPSnips a bluesky writing community tag July 26 - bail Share a line from your WIP with the daily word for inspiration Use #WIPSnips. Don't forget Alt Text for graphics Synonyms, variation and vibes are fine. Support others on the #WIPSnips tag! Hosted by rosie-j-potter.bsky.social The image behind the text is a border that is black with stars with a light blue rectangle highlighted by a fuchsia line. An illustrated caticorn holding a pencil and writing in a book with a rose behind one ear is in the lower right corner

The #WIPSnips word for July 26th is "bail"

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This is... hauntingly beautiful. Which, I adore even more because, hi, it's about brooms. That takes some serious skill!! 💕

... void that I'm back around, I would certainly not mind! That would be very sweet of you!! 💕

And, yes, big switch in genre/direction, but I'm still very much going to be writing my Evie Drae MM romance because that's where my heart lies. 🥰🌈

Unfortunately, no way to subscribe to my blog. But you're so sweet for wanting to!! That means so much! 💕

And goodness, yes! Let's plan to make our editors positively insane together!!!

I left Twitter for personal and political reasons, but yes! If you feel so inclined to shout into the Twitter...

... got crazy, but I'm back at it! In fact, if you ever read my He Owns My Heart book, I've finished book two in the trilogy! It's going to be heading off to the editor soon!!

Speaking of editors... I loved your blog post! I laughed so hard because... I am also guilty of driving mine crazy!! 😅💕

I'm so delighted to hear that you're writing again! I still think about your Gregory Kirk book out of the blue sometimes!! Such a wonderful story. Don't be a stranger because I definitely need to keep up with your new work!!

As for me? I'm writing again too! I took about 5 years off because life...

This is so motivating and such great advice!! 💕👍

It's a lifestyle... 😊📖💕

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WIP Monogamy - Stevie Rae Diehl Staying True to Your WIP (Even When It Feels Like a Dumpster Fire)

Hello, #writingcommunity! This week's blog post focuses on tips and tricks on how to keep your focus on a #WIP (so you can finish it and hit The End!) when it starts to feel "meh" or a sparkly new idea tries to draw you away! 🖋️💕📚📖

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I speak England very best! – The Horror of Editing A bunny’s editing process – an editor’s horror.

If anyone has good advice on how to drive an editor (even more) crazy, please share!
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Briette had never been to Orakka, despite it being her native homeland, but she knew the stories. The planet dwellers didn’t live on the surface. They couldn’t. Instead, their entire civilization thrived beneath the sand, in sprawling underground metropolises. #WIPSnips

“Why don’t you take in the view, Jessica?” Alex gestured toward the window beside him, his voice calm—too calm. Jessica leaned toward the glass. From this height, the world was insignificant. Below, crooked houses sprawled in chaos—mismatched, unorganized. Like different liquids in a mixing cauldron. “What do you see?” he asked. “The slums?” “Exactly.” Alex jabbed a finger toward the mess of houses. “Look, Jess. Poor people. The perfect breeding ground for parasites like you to thrive.” He stomped against the epoxy floor. “Step on them, like you always have.” Jessica’s skin prickled as Alex pressed a finger beneath her chin, tilting her face upward until her gaze met the sky. “Use them as pillars.” he whispered. “Climb higher. Reach out for the stars.” He moved behind her, thumb digging into the back of her skull. “Just make sure you don’t trip.” Alex pressed harder, tilting her head downward. He whistled a long, descending note, like something plummeting from orbit. As the chaotic sprawl of rooftops rushed back into view, his whistle ended with a sudden splash— a body hitting water. “And smack your face against a puddle of piss.”

Alex is my favorite character I've ever written and will probably continue to be. I don't think the scene needs any elaboration.

Did i mention Alex is my favorite?

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My MC discusses events with a royal "flunky" while his guest gets changed into clothing suitable for the world they're in.

The #WIPSnips word for July 25th is "thrive" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

From book 5 of my alterate reality series.

This one took me awhile! Most of my flourish and grow words (no thrive) contained major spoilers. This one is okay though 😊 The veils are the realities that exist beyond this one. It is where healers travel to do their work. It is also where we find the world of dreams… #WIPSnips from SoS for “grow”

He was hockey, and this was his chance to reclaim his position as one of the best. For some, this pressure would be paralyzing. For him, and her, and others who lived to compete, this was what they thrived on.
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There are plenty of symbols used by the Dominion I was never really aware of beyond the omnipresent triangle, representing the mountain they trace their history back to. I’m a little surprised the currently presiding keepers of the name Nayre, with origins among the valley-dwelling Welkandic people, didn’t contest that at all, but what do I know? That hardly matters though, because today’s important symbol is the bumblebee. Though rare on Paliputra, overshadowed by the firefly which thrives much better in the 15-hour twilight and 15-hour dead of night, their metaphorical significance stands. Tiny but mighty, industrious and beautiful, they may produce no honey but they provide an indispensable service to all ecosystems holding space for them. With that in mind, hidden behind the concrete and boreal kudzu, the hive-like architecture spanning the interior of the tower makes a little more sense. The golden glow intended for this place is broken by the blackened, ruinous void in its side, left there by the bombs, but repairs are already underway. The dreamy purple of fading sunlight just barely illuminates the cataract-white of the tarp secured there, too dim to cast the shadow of the net below.

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It’s been through a lot but it’s still standing.