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savdoesbooks

@savdoesbooks.bsky.social

Mother, Lover, Dreamer. BA-Haver, Grad Student, Reformed Dropkick. Gritty spec-fic writer, it's cathartic. Protect literature. Write ban-worthy books. This page is LGBTQIA2S+ friendly.

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savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · last mo.

Hello! Thank you for the love and the ARC sign-ups! I'm still looking for a few more readers for the next round after sending out the first, so if you're looking for a dystopian read, here's the link: forms.gle/Jdd3fVUDMnxe.... #ARCSky #SelfPub #WritingCommunity 💙📚🪐

savdoesbooks@savdoesbooks.bsky.social · last mo.

Cover reveal! ISO #ARCSky readers for my biopunk dystopian thriller, FOREIGN BODIES. This is more than my take on politics and the state of the world; it's my love letter to the books that raised me, my master's degree, and growing up messy. Sign up here <3 forms.gle/pCgF5Au6Wx5h... #IndieAuthor 📚🪐💙

An illustrated book cover featuring a large bird's wing catching fire and dropping feathers. Orange, blue and grey smoke billows from grey and teal feathers. Below the wing, a small figure is shown falling, surrounded by the scattered feathers over the dark blue background. The book title, "FOREIGN BODIES," appears in large, bold orange letters with a cracked design. It is placed vertically along the right edge, with the author's name, "SAWYER ROWE," printed smaller yellow text underneath.

savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · last mo.

Back cover of book. Dark blue, navy background. The top of the page has orange, grey, blue and black smoke. Text reads: THEY SAY THE CITY IS SAFE
THEY SAY THE WORLD IS DEAD
Five years after banished androids killed her father, eighteen-year-old Lark Elliot knows better: beyond the fences, where the birds call in warning, the Wilds are dangerous—and alive.
But scavenging means survival, so she counts to keep the panic at bay. Drinks to dull her father’s words. Then a battered stranger appears at the boundary.
He is not dead. He should be. His wounds heal impossibly fast, and when he wakes, he remembers nothing. All he has is a word branded into his skin:
NERO
When Lark’s uncle vanishes, her refusal to lose the last of her family means trusting Nero—and questioning everything she knows to be true. Because people are disappearing. They won’t return the same.
In the City of Cobalt, surviving might be worse than death.
AND SOMETIMES, THE ENEMY LOOKS LIKE FAMILY

savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · 2mo ago

Long time no see, Bsky. I have to graduate from #WIPSnips bc I now have a cover for my crossover dystopian thriller, FOREIGN BODIES. And it's coming in November! Eeek. So, one more for good luck. And if anyone knows anything about marketing, SOS. helppp #booksky 🪐📚 💙📚 #WriteSky #WritingCommunity

Text from user's manuscript reads: I’d have noticed a ring on his finger. The fact that there isn’t one is a shame, really. Jewelry sells well, and it’s harder to come by than most things—but this makes me doubt that a marriage is the case, and he doesn’t look old enough to be a widower. He barely looks older than me. Dishonor, though? That’s probably likely.
“Couldn’t leave him out there,” Roland eventually says, stepping beside me. “Breathing, but he’s in a state, that’s for sure.”
With the sole of his boot, he kicks at the stranger’s shoulder, which makes his body flop and his arm land with a lifeless thud beside him. Roland’s right, because his chest is rising and falling, and rising again. He is alive, if only barely.
“Not surprised you saw one this mornin’,” Dex says. “Lots of ’roid activity last night. Could see ’em out there on my way home.”
I examine the man’s unusual, tailored outfit—a matching button-down shirt and dark gray tailored slacks, which are decorated with streaked dirt and prickled weeds that cling onto the fabric. As my eyes travel from his clothes, it becomes clear Roland had to drag him here to safety—even if he’s just within the line of the fence now, the trail connects his body to the tree line of the Wilds.

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 2mo ago

The #WIPSnips word for September 2nd is "button" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

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savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · 6mo ago

Omfg. Easy. If we're counting biographies... Suetonius, Tacitus, Dio and Herodian. I wanna know the real tea, especially from Suetonius... I would show him Drag Race... He was a little gossip. If not... The Gawain/Pearl poet, Eliza Hayward, Marie de France and Katherine Mansfield #booksky

Indie Book Spotlight@bookspotlight.bsky.social · 6mo ago

You get to have dinner with four authors of times past. Who do you pick? I'm absolutely having dinner with my homie Tolkien, CS Lewis, Anne Brontë and George Orwell. You? [ #booksky ]

savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · 6mo ago

📚💙 The internet is a hole. LinkedIn. Facebook. GRAD RESEARCH. PUBLISHING. Everywhere I look is the smug, self-important voice of someone's 'personalised' glorified sentence completer machine. People are still fighting about the emdash. It was never the emdash. I dream in the cadence of AI slop.

savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · 7mo ago

'Recommend' appears exactly once across my two current edited manuscripts. Yes, I checked to make sure I spelled it right (I most often write without spellcheck, and 'recommend' always gets me loooollll). Here it is :-) From my #querying NA SFF, 'Obedi Corpus' #WIPSnips #WriteSky #BookSky 💙🪐 🪐📚

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 7mo ago

The #WIPSnips word for March 14th is "recommend" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

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savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · 7mo ago

Todays #WIPSnips comes from my crossover sci fi, Foreign Bodies :-) there is a lot of 'fight' in this manuscript LMAO #BookSky 📚💙 📚🪐 #WriteSky #WritingCommunity

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There’s a stage at the far corner of the square at near eye height, surrounded by a cage of intricately knitted steel. Inside are two creatures, ones I’d thought to be long extinct.
One’s a tiger. At least I’m presuming it’s a tiger, judging only by the orange coat striped with black that I recognise from an old picture book. The other is a big cat of a slightly smaller type, with a fine beige coat that I’m not sure I’ve seen before. They’re secured by short, thick chains on opposing sides of the cage. Both animals are growling fiercely.
“City of Cobalt! Are you ready,” a voice shocks me as it echoes from somewhere overhead, “for the first event of this year’s demonstration!” At this, the surrounding crowd erupts in a howl, pushing in on us even tighter as they fight one another for the best view, in a mess of glitter and smoke.
“Tejas?” I grip his hand tightly because seeing such beautiful creatures trapped like this, up close, is enough to fill me with dread. “I thought this was banned.”
“Something tells me this ain’t a zoo, Lark,” Tejas mutters. They disallowed any sort of zoo after the melting, but he's right. Because from the way the animals are bowing, their muscles rippling in anticipation under their fine coats beneath the down lights of the stage, I can tell that they’re readying themselves.
“That’s… barbaric.”
Tejas simply holds a finger to his lips. He’s right. I shout at least pretend I know what’s happening, and look like I want to be here as much as everybody else. Then, the crowd is counting in an echo reverberating around the square.
“Three, two, one!”

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 7mo ago

The #WIPSnips word for March 13th is "fight" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

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Mae Grenade @maegrenade.bsky.social · 8mo ago

FALSE START Sera Waters is 28 years old and has never had a boyfriend. Or a girlfriend. Or anyone. She's OK with that, though. But after a popular girl basically confesses to her at a class reunion, she wonders what could have been... and what's still possible. #WSPit #Q #YA #NA #A #R #GN #LGBT

illustration of two girls, one blue and one yellow. Yellow girl reaches her hand up into the foreground, and blue girl looks longingly at her

Erika Chandler @erikachandler.bsky.social · 8mo ago

A grieving girl and a duty-bound shinobi are drawn into a generational mystery rooted in the divide between human and spirit realms. As the walls between worlds collapse, they must decide whether saving both worlds means mending fractures or severing them entirely. #WSPit #WIPSnips #Q #YA #NA #F

Yokai mythology, dual POV, liminal worlds, restrained slow-burn, duty and choice, earned trust. Shadow of the Fox x An Ember in the Ashes x Divine Rivals. Dark images of forests with eyes looming in the trees, a man with a katana, a torii gate, and an empty bullet train station.

Caroline is always writing @carolinekwriting.bsky.social · 8mo ago

A little late to the party. But here’s my #agentsguide for my sapphic vampire novel! ❤️ Vampire marriage bonds 🖤Dark secrets Femmine rage 🖕🏾Black/African rage Ancestral Magic ❤️Narrative that spans 200 years 💔Forgotten memories 🖤Ride or die love #WSPit #Q #A #F #H

TheFlyingFennec @theflyingfennec.bsky.social · 8mo ago

Presented with a chance to change her fate, a young, powerless outcast must rely on her engineering to challenge the mystical powers of her people and prove that she deserves the chance to be accepted. ⚙️Engineer Female Lead 🐦Mechanical Bird Friend 🔥 Powers 🤖Automatons #WSPit #Q #F #SF #YA #A

Conceptual art piece depicting a pivotal event for the Sapphire Verdict. Sapphiria, a blue, bipedal creature called a Krysheek, stands at the center of the piece with Atom, her best friend, clutched in her hands. Behind her, lightning and ice crashes down atop a Sanctum, effectively a school, that is built atop a large plateau.

Gracie M. Lee || Writer @gracemawrtina.bsky.social · 8mo ago

ACOTAR xx MY LADY JANE 🦋⚔️❤️‍🔥 KINGDOM COLLEGE is a 104K mental health and feminist forward romantic fantasy that weaves together a fated enemies-to-lovers triangle and an ill-tempered princess whose chaotic Captain Jack Sparrow energy fuels the pages. ✨ #WSPitWips #Q #WSPitQuerying #Own #ND #F #A

@ivy-may.bsky.social · 8mo ago

EMILY WILDE x THE BLACK WITCH Terrified the next victim could be her swoon-worthy prince of boyfriend, Adair vows to find the murderer lurking the ivied halls of her magical finishing school, even if the bloodied path ends at her best friend’s feet. #YA #F #Q #WSPit #Romantasy #Banter

savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · 8mo ago

FOREIGN BODIES: TLOU x BLACK MIRROR, inspired by Shakespeare first and corrupt billionaires second. A girl, a lie, and the stranger engineered to kill her family. Character-driven. Bioengineering. Impossible loyalties. Generational trauma. Addiction. OCD rep. #Q #WSPit #YA #NA #SF #H #T #ND #Own

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Seventeen-year-old Lark believes she understands everything about the forbidden Wilds beyond Cobalt's city borders. But when she rescues a wounded stranger—who heals too fast and remembers only the name branded into his skin, Nero—his arrival triggers an attack that ends in her uncle Roland's disappearance.

Lark's search for him means teaming up with his rebel allies she's known nothing about—and takes her beyond the concrete barrier of the inner city, which reveals more than the glittering lives of the wealthy. Here, the Power Edict—the law that keeps her sector in darkness—doesn't apply. And the exiled 'androids' roaming the wilderness aren't mechanical relics of the past at all, but bio-engineered humans, created and released as tools of control.

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When they find Roland, he's in a part-metal body and staging a public demonstration of the government's newest technology: engineered children, created for violence and forced to fight for public spectacle. Lark finally understands Nero's origins. Worse still, her closest friend, Tejas, has been hiding a devastating truth about their journey all along. Lark's father is alive, and she knows saving him means standing between two boys she trusts in different ways: Tejas, her anchor through every loss, and Nero, the one she's sworn to protect, who was created with a single directive: Kill Roland.

Screenshot from users manuscript reads: Chapter 16: “Caligula? Like the emperor?” he asks. This is where I’ve heard the names together, in school texts from the before times. Caligula the cruel. Nero the depraved. Brothers, tyrants, monsters.
Fitting names for weaponry, I think.
“Yes.” I’m sure I’ve said the words carefully, but I feel instead like I butchered them or that, somehow, they’ve come out backwards.
“Right,” Nero says.
“And they had these kids. They were like you,” I look at him to see he’s deep in thought, “but they were these tiny children. And they made them—”
“They made them fight.”
I watch him through the silence. I can tell he’s ruminating over something. When he turns to me, the torment in his eyes is unmistakable.
“That was me once, Lark. I remember.”
His words feel like a punch to the throat. I’m disgusted with myself because I only feel relief, and selfishly, I’m glad I don’t need to spell it out for him. There’s no way I could explain this kindly. Subtlety was never my specialty, particularly with emotions. I have too many problems of my own to dance around the words I use on others, and whatever I have to say always comes out mangled and wrong, just like Ramona’s face, and just like all of this. I observe him in the darkness as he processes what I’ve said, or maybe what he remembers.
“Do you want to talk about it?” I finally say. I wonder if he has anything from his real life. Before what they did to him, anyway.
“Would you?” Nero spits the words out at me. I don’t blame him, because I remember how I’ve reacted to my own world-shattering news. He is calm, in comparison.
“Nope,” I say, reaching for the bottle, but it’s empty.

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Complete at 91k
Crossover (Upper YA/NA/A)
Dystopian Sci-Fi with thriller/horror elements.
Propulsive plot.
Class commentary.
Ethical & moral questioning.
Character-driven & literary leaning.
For readers of Red Rising, Scythe, and Iron Widow.

K.A. Doore @kadoore.com · 8mo ago

A vampire who faints at the sight of blood must stop a messy murderer before her community becomes a target for vampire hunters. Now with more: 🐊 gators, 💪 freshly turned college bros, 🏳️‍🌈 lesbians, and 🫦 consensual biting. #WSPit #Q #SFF #LGBT #Own

Four images in a grid with AN IRRATIONAL FEAR OF BLOOD in the center. First image: a southern oak covered in spanish moss. Second: a conference room filled with empty chairs. Third: a hand holding a smartphone in front of their steering wheel, showing a 90s-era forum called Sparkle Net. Fourth: a gator's head breaking otherwise calm waters.

A southern oak dripping with spanish moss and backlit by the sun. Beneath, text:
I could see the world in excruciating detail.
See the breaks in the bark and the ants marching up the trunk. See the lichen in its vivid greens, splotches like a handprint.
See an actual handprint on the shadowed side of the oak. See the dried blood, an outline.
And see, when I tilted my head back, the body draped almost lovingly in the great arms of the big oak.

An empty conference room. Below, text:
She’d even put together a buffet table. Somewhere, she’d found light blue table cloths and draped them across several long tables, even set out a few bowls of what appeared to be wilted lettuce, shredded cheese, and plain popcorn.
Marring her display, though, were the bodies.

A mock up of a 90s-era internet forum called SparkleNet. Below, text:
Out of habit, I checked the Sparkle Net app. There were a few new posts, nothing of interest. I used the notes to log my feeding session—always a good idea to keep track, if only to avoid double-dipping—and was just putting my phone away when I smelled it.
Blood.

Kelsea Wolf 📚 ✨@kelseawolf-writes.bsky.social · 8mo ago

To break a curse she is wrongly accused of casting, Alice must team up with a crew of untrained magic wielders and sail treacherous seas, battling folktales and cryptids. A map of riddles guides their way, but the family secrets it reveals may be the most deadly barrier of all. #wspit #q #f #nd

A mood board with a light blue background and the title The Society of Curse Breakers in the center. From left two right: a picture of an old fashioned diver, the words found family, a picture of a brick mansion, the words urban fantastic a picture of a plane, the word curses, a picture or a tunnel, the word spirits, a old fashioned sailing ship, the word pirates, a picture of a lighthouse, the word strange villians and cryptids, a map of Florida’s a swamp, the word folklore, the words diverse magic systems, a capybara, a message in a bottle.

Isaac ⚔ Isaac @isaacxisaac.bsky.social · 8mo ago

Gay crimes! Trans wrongs! Enemies to enemies! Here's my #Own #LGBT #Hu #YA #W IP again for #WSPit! A romp through a colorful, heightened #Hi storical playground. Can one defeat the patriarchs with the very weapons of masculinity? Well, one angry trans boy can sure try stabbing them a lot. #WSPit

"L'entrée du prince de Ligne à Londres 1660", painted by François Duchatel in 1660, depicting the arrival of a great procession of ambassadors walking in fine clothes and riding in coaches, watched by a huge crowd of Londoners.
Text over it reads:
THE DUEL IN 1660: a queer swashbuckling farce.

"The arrival of King Charles II of England in Rotterdam, may 24 1660" by Lieve Verschuier, showing many ships with the Flag of Holland/States Flag. The grand ship bearing Charles II has his royal arms carven on the stern.
Text over it reads:
England, 1660: the restoration of the monarchy. In Charles II's triumphant wake, a Royalist family quietly returns, but not with their single daughter—instead, with their single son.
15-year-old Alexander—vain, hot-tempered, and warm of heart—expects to strut in as an aristocratic peacock. But when his ambitions are frustrated, he's sucked instead into intrigues of questionable honour and forced to reckon with what it really means to be a man.

"Man Writing a Letter" by Gabriël Metsu, painted around 1665. A Dutch young man, beautiful and androgynous with long blond hair, wears black doublet, breeches, and stockings and a luxurious white shirt and falling band. His expression is tranquil and far-off as he writes a letter on a table draped with an imported carpet.
Text over it reads:
Pray enjoy this tempest in a teapot, crafted of the purest tropes and set in the Age of the Rakehells, featuring:
glamour and grime of 17th century Westminster.
goofy action punctuated by primal screams of rage.
problematic characters for miles.
petticoat breeches parkour.
queer mentorship.
romantic friendship (or maybe 'tis just gay, oops).
boys who cry. a lot.
and somehow, everything turning out all right in the end.

Detail of "View from the Mussel Pier in Amsterdam", painted by Ludolf Bakhuizen in 1673, showing a peaceful sky over a ship with two gulls.
Text over it reads:
Alexander stood at the edge of the deck, one hand clutching the railing, the other fastened tight on the brim of his hat as he leaned out over the waves. He was not much afraid of falling in, though he had never swum anything choppier than a pond. Rather, he was afraid that his Acadian fur hat, the most expensive for sale in the shop on the Kalverstraat, might fly off his small crown and flap with its feathers all the way to water—which, like the sky, could not quite decide between blue and grey.
There was no one to see him aside from the sailors and now Klein, climbing up from below. Still, he had meticulously dressed that morning, down to every last ribbon. He’d had a very specific vision of himself when the suit was being ordered: the azure he’d picked was not just brighter than everything around him on the fluyt but even the true sky itself, and he sparkled with silver, when the wind tugged his doublet and loose breeches, and gold, when the little light managed to catch on his sword’s hilt.
It was imperative, one must understand, that he look extremely stylish doing battle, should pirates suddenly appear to satisfy his fantasies. And indeed, at fifteen, he thought himself quite the dashing young man—not the boy he was.

B. van Bodegom 📃is AGENTED @bvbodegom.bsky.social · 8mo ago

CABIN IN THE WOODS × JOHN DIES AT THE END × JUMANJI 🧔 Middle-aged Dad Ensemble 🎲 TTRPG Nerds 😱 Co(s)mic Horror 🤔 But also Mystery 👻 Supernatural Folklore 🏰 Victorian Manor 🌙 Dark & Stormy Night Complete at 74k! Big 5 interest! #WSPit #A #H #M #Dis #Q #OS

savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · 8mo ago

OOOOH, one of my favourite scenes. I love when this happens. From my crossover (Ya? NA?) SFF 'Obedi Corpus.' Y'all, if only you had the contextttttttt.... You'd be screaming too </3 #WriteSky #BookSky #WIPSnips #WritingCommunity 💙🪐📚 #amquerying

I slink through the door as if I belong, because I don’t feel new here; not like I had under false firelight and chanting. No, here in this nightdress and stepping into the rain, I’m a ghost. As my skin soaks to the bone, I realise I’ve become something well-loved and worn, in this place. A haunting that belongs.
I’m looking for a solitary space, but I’m not alone. The smell of a cigarette hanging in the fog tells me as much, so I squint. At the far end of the terrace; the vines form a canopy. Beneath it, the shrill scrape of metal leads to a figure hunched over a flickering flame with his elbows on his knees. The intermittent glow lights Janus’s face, and I hesitate. I’m not sure what to make of him after today. Not until I speak to Mars. But that’s been impossible, and I do like closure. If I can’t trust him now, I’d rather find out.
I’m not sure it’s deliberate, but my light steps start to smack against the flagstone. Janus startles and disappears.
“It’s just me,” I say to nobody. “Pretty sure it’s past bedtime.”
Janus appears on the bench again. This time, he glares at me through the dark, face lit only by the cigarette hanging from the corner of his crooked smile. “Couldn’t sleep either?” He says.
I chew on my cheek, and shake my head. My arms dimple from the cold.
“Come on, then,” Janus gestures for me to sit. Instead, I reach out for the cigarette. He doesn’t question it. “Didn’t know you smoked.”
“I don’t.”
“Yeah, me neither,” Janus pauses, eyebrow quirking when I don’t return it. “I’m sorry about today, if you let me explain—”
“I was there,” I huff. “You can’t explain it away. I saw it, and I saw what you let them do to Mars and—”
“And?”
“I can’t trust you,” I spit the words like they’re poison. “Not like I thought.”
Janus runs his hands through his hair with a groan, head resting in his hands, palms rubbing at his eyes. The clouds have cleared a little now, and when he looks at me, I’m sure he’s been crying.
“You can trust me,” he says.

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 8mo ago

The #WIPSnips word for February 24th is "neither" Remember, no word on Wednesday since we're doing #WSPit! #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

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savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · 8mo ago

officially started my grad studies today. really feelin' like little fish in a big pond! #BookSky

savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · 8mo ago

From the last chapter of 'Foreign Bodies,' out on fulls. Never knew a book could be too risky for a debut! I think I'll query something more marketable next. I'm too busy with grad study to indiepub. But at least it's... good for a second series? #WIPSnips #BookSky #WriteSky #WritingCommunity 📚🪐💙

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 8mo ago

She blinded me with SCIENCE! Welcome a new week of #WIPSnips. The word for February 23rd is "science" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

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February 23rd - science
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savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · 8mo ago

From my most recent crossover (upper ya? na?) manuscript, 'Obedi Corpus.' I might not know much about alien parasites or the future, but I know a lot about politics, history, attending a boarding school and knowing dead people, I suppose. Lol #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #BookSky 📚💙🪐

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 8mo ago

She blinded me with SCIENCE! Welcome a new week of #WIPSnips. The word for February 23rd is "science" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag @wipsnips.bsky.social · 8mo ago

✨UPDATED✨ Guidelines for #WSPit Please read them ALL. This is an AUTHOR HYPE EVENT (but industry participation is welcome). #WIPSnips has always been about growing community. You show up and share glimpses into your works, but this gives the chance to go beyond snips and pitch your work!

Text: What? #WSPit. Author Hype Event. Industry Participation welcome. When? February 25, 2025, your time zone. Where? Bluesky only.

Authors: Please do your due diligence to vet anyone who requests your materials before sending it.

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General Guidelines: Regular #WIPSnips participation not required. Pitch must fit in single post. All imagines use alt text. No Generative AI. Published works, thread any links or direct to link in bio. Limit three posts per work. Use appropriate hashtags. Be kind. Like, respot, comments Highly encouraged.

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Special Feeds and Hashtags: To make industry participation easier or to connect with other authors in a similar place in their journey or to help readers find published books, use the hashtags and feeds to note where you are in the process.

WIPs: hashtag #W and feed #WSPit WIPs, Querying: Hashtag #Q and Feed: #WSPit Querying, Agented(but not on sub): Hashtag #AG and Feed: #WSPit Agented, On submission: Hashtag #OS and feed: #WSPit On Submission, Published: Hashtag #P and Feed: #WSPit Published

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savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · 9mo ago

From 'Habeas Corpus,' my #wip and soon #amquerying YA Crossover (maybe NA?) SFF/mystery/dark academia manuscript. I'm excited about this one! I can't believe I'd never written a whole book until 6 months ago lol. Now I've finished two! #WIPSnips #WritingPrompts #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #BookSky

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 9mo ago

The #WIPSnips word for January 17th is "gold" #WriteSky #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity

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January 17 - gold
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savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · 9mo ago

Waiting for full request responses is an exercise in the patience I don't have... AND I should be polishing my next book, oopsie. But this is from my #amquerying YA crossover sci-fi, Foreign Bodies. #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #BookSky

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 9mo ago

The #WIPSnips word for January 17th is "gold" #WriteSky #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity

savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · 9mo ago

Hey! What the heck, that's me! Y'all, I can't stress enough how good this resource is. If you're on the fence or outside of the American market like I am here in Aus, I really recommend signing up. Invaluable info + industry insight for a low cost. #BookSky

Manuscript Academy by #MSWL@manuscriptacademy.bsky.social · 12mo ago

Agent & Editor Meetings go live TODAY at 3pm ET for members, and Friday at 3pm ET for non-members. We have a really fun month of events! Check them out here: manuscriptacademy.com/calendar And we got so many lovely notes for last month! One of our favorites, below. 😃

savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · 9mo ago

I'm all the way in Aus & these clowns playing dress-up in Amazon uniforms make me sick. Why would anyone comply with a barking, masked stranger with no warrant & their hand on a gun? Be strong, American pals. Pls link me to any crowdfunding, would love to donate. #AbolishICE #RemoveTrump

Mr. Dan Zak@mrdanzak.com · 9mo ago

Stunning photos from Minneapolis, including this one by John Locher for the Associated Press. www.theatlantic.com/photography/...

A family member reacts after a federal immigration officer used a battering ram to break down a door before making an arrest on January 11, 2026, in Minneapolis.

savdoesbooks @savdoesbooks.bsky.social · 9mo ago

From #amquerying YA Crossover SciFi. I use the word brain 12 times. 5 full rejections, all great. 3 req'd other work. Too 'risky' for a debut (political)? Not my fault the oligarchy's putting... nvm. The future is not bright! TW on first slide-injuries. #WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #BookSky 📚💙 💙🪐

Screenshot from user's manuscript. Black text on white background reads: “Androids,” the nurse responds. Both exactly what I feared, and what I already know from the state of him. I want to move. To help. My hands don’t listen. Through the mayhem, and the blood, and the mess of bodies, someone is on the floor beside Roland. Nobody is working on them, which only tells me one thing. It’s impossible to tell who it might be, because even though someone has tried to place a sheet over them, it’s shifted. Their face has crushed into their skull so badly that they’re little more than a mess of brain matter and fragmented bone.
One, two, three, four, five, six. Eleven people went out this morning. Six people remain. I count again. The number doesn’t change, but I’m starting to figure out who’s missing; so I try to focus on anything else. I look at the ceiling. But blood-spatter freckles its textured surface.

Screenshot from user's manuscript. Black text on white background reads: “You have a lovely house,” I say, dialling up the sweetness in my tone.
“Oh, it’s nothing compared to some of them,” she says with nonchalance. I nearly laugh. Her house is enormous, compared to the ones in the Sticks. “I set you up in my bed again. The least I could do.”
“That’s nice of you,” I nod towards the mug I hold. “Thanks for the coffee.”
“Oh, it’s really nothing.” She pauses, only moving to bring her knees to her chest. “If I caused any problems last night, I didn’t mean to. I forget to think before I speak, and I’m sorry I didn’t say anything afterwards. My brain gets all salad, from a hard day of work.” I know she’s serious, but I hold back a smirk because the faster she talks, the higher her voice pitches.
“All salad?” I laugh.
“You know, mixed up,” she says.
“Don’t even worry. Tejas was just being dramatic.”
“How long have you two been together?” Kirra’s question makes me to spit coffee over my lap. She seems to understand and leans back to dab at my leg with her sleeve. “Oh, you’re not? I thought someone said…”
“No. We’re just friends,” I admit, but it feels wrong. I’m unsure if this is the case. Really, we are more than friends but less than lovers, but I’m not even sure if I know who he really is. Not like I thought. I don’t know what that makes us.

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 9mo ago

The #WIPSnips word for January 16th is "brain" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts