Reading has always been my escape. I was a late bloomer when it came to reading, but I will never forget when I read my first book alone (jagten på det hellige barn ) and I was just mesmerized over the fact a person could write a whole universe just by using their imagination.
And from that day, I decided I wanted to do it too, and that’s now over 11 years ago. I began my first English book in the #hiddentruthsseries many many years after, but thanks to that book I found not only out I loved reading, but writing as well.
Writing my first book has been anything but easy. And I still got a lot to learn, but #hiddentruthsseries has truly been a draining and wonderful experience. Being my first English book I know it won’t be perfect when I finally get it edited and send to editor and the likes. But it’s been in the works for years now and I still love the characters as much as the first time I wrote it. ⠀
His breath tickled her ear as he leaned down and whispered
“Is it hard looking at me like this?” ⠀
Wide eyed she took a deep breath through her nose, knowing he did it on purpose. He wanted to see her reaction. Usually he would be the first to flee when he wanted to hide something; especially stuff like this. Normally he wouldn’t want her to see him like this, fearing Sara would become scared of him.⠀
She turned around focusing on his golden eyes. Eyes she had known since she was little that always shinned of warmth, eyes that now looked at her with worry. ⠀
His twitching wings were folded tightly behind him. ⠀
Smiling she wiped the blood away from his chin with her sleeve, hoping Lucifer didn’t see her other trembling hand. He would never forget her reaction if he did. She just had to remember who he was, he was Lucifer, herLucifer.⠀
“I’m not scared of you Lucifer, okay maybe a little when you look like this, but not of you.” she gave him a soft smile. She wasn’t stupid, she knew Lucifer did some bad things, it was after all part of the job description as the ruler of Hell. “I could never be scared of you.” Sara knew she can’t show him how shocked she is, so she kept on smiling, cause deep down she knew she wasn’t lying.⠀
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— A snippet from my very first book called It’s still under heavy editing lol⠀
Hi guys, okay new to Tumblr and trying to locate the amazing community of authors and artists I heard so much about in here!
A little about myself.
I’m from Denmark and am writing my first book called “the truth about hell” I am self taught in English so has a long way to go with editing and rewriting but that’s part of writing am I right?
I am also avid reader and love art. I have a whole library at home as my friends call it, due to collecting books since I was a preteen. I also is a huge fan of anime, though in the later years have falled a little off the vagon but wanna try and get back into it! I would love to find others that has some of the same interests as me and it seems like they’re is some amazing ppl in here that have just that! If anyone is interested in fangirling over series like supernatural, Sherlock Holmes and marvel or the likes or even books I am down! Or heck even talk about the book they’re written or have already written!
When your anxiety tells you you just wrote a trash chap and the more you look at it you feel like it’s true gotta remember it’s only a draft or I’m gonna yeet myself out the window after my pc..
