#avolitorial

spilled water & deep oceans

sw word count: 7411 do word count: 7492

1. give short descriptions of all your current WIPs.

ooo, a challenge!

saintless: two cousins, suffering from a family curse, must embark on a journey to find their missing uncle and father, all while their floating city is under attack by a mysterious entity, known as the Rot. they’re accompanied by an orphan boy with a mysterious past and an angel who is currently questioning their faith.

el sol al otro lado del mar: sometime far in the future, a young woman lives on the new coast of california, working as a part of a solar farming team that repairs the solar panels. she works to pay for her grandmother’s medications. a family drama, basically.

el mar profundo: a young woman returns to the seaside town where her grandfather was the lighthouse keeper. there, she is haunted by the memories of her past, along with the past of the town, which has more secrets than its willing to admit.

21. what are the most important facets of creating a character, to you?

already answered but i’ll elaborate further because i love character creation.

so like i said previously, i like knowing the hidden parts of my characters. i’m really fascinated with the way people are when they’re alone, how they act in private. so for me, i really like looking into what parts of themselves they hide from others specifically. maybe it’s because i don’t show all parts of myself to people and ig tend to be very private that i feel very drawn to doing this for my own characters.

another part is the fears. idk why, but a character’s fears are so fun to come up with? And a lot of times that’s where i put myself in my characters whether i realize it or not.

23. what do you do to engage with your projects which isn’t actually writing? ex: playlists, pinterest boards, etc. how much do they play a role in the development of your work?

baby, if i rip out the jasmines growing from your  lungs and string them into a crown to wear on  every rooftop in town, would you say that’s a  little like love? it’s okay, you can have the streets and i can have the skies and we’ll dress up in each other’s skins when we want to switch. 

baby, you can gouge my eye out and keep it in a locket like a love-token. i won’t hate you for it  unless you hate me first, but this isn’t a promise  until you’ll let me break it. i’m not dying until you make me, does that make sense? we’re not out of here until you lead us — i won’t look at the path, just at your back, just at your teeth.

re: stacks || bon iver ▶︎ your love will be safe with me

falling in love || cigarettes after sex ▶︎ i feel i’m falling in love with all my heart

dancing in the moonlight (it’s caught me in its spotlight) || alt-j ▶︎ on this long, hot summer night

chesapeake || better oblivion community center ▶︎ you put me on your shoulders so i could see

(aftermath) || vancouver sleep clinic ▶︎ oh lover, asleep at last

“How,” Vey asks, incredulous, having escorted Kaher to the hospital wing, “did you decide trying out for Quidditch was a good idea.” There is no question mark, because the sentence doesn’t deserve one.

but even if it’s not those thoughts tangled inside my head

my focus is never on traffic cones

yield signs and blinking yellow lights

it’s on the oranges i watched you eat for lunch yesterday

that yellow sweater you said looked good on me

eyes blinking and lashes fluttering on cheekbones

i see you inside of everything

graffiti on highway exit signs

starlings swirling in the air 

clouds through the windshield

sunsets drenching the sky with fire

i can never keep my eyes on the road 

cause they’re always on you.

g.s.s. // things i think about in the passenger seat instead of listening to my mother or looking at the road