#amwriting is an active hashtag on Bluesky. In the last 30 days, 1,330 people shared 9,621 posts with it — around 321 a day. Activity is up 4% versus the previous week, peaking on Nov 2 with 381 posts.

Posts with #amwriting

MK Alexander

@smartreads.bsky.social

2 days ago

#writerslife #amwriting ✍️ 101 Legit excuses for not writing: #18: Birds outside the window

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MK Alexander

@smartreads.bsky.social

1 day ago

#writerslife #amwriting ✍️ 101 Legit excuses for not writing: #64: Answering the landline that hasn’t rung in two decades.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ

@adregem.bsky.social

about 24 hours ago

This is from the first chapter of my 2026 November novel (Changed Men is a working title). In case it's not obvious, this is the happy moment that portends the end of happiness. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #FantasySky #FairyTale

“You could have just told me you had permission,” I say.
“Having permission isn’t nearly as exhilarating as being naughty.”
I smile at that, though I shouldn’t. Lucien smiles back, threads his fingers into the horse’s mane, and digs his heels into her sides. She leaps forward, hooves flashing silver in the moonlight, tail high, neck bent like a rainbow. She could be a unicorn, and Lucien a storybook prince.
They circle the pasture, kicking up bits of
grass and sod, passing close enough to spatter my ankles, but Lucien is laughing and now I’m laughing too, because his happiness is infectious. And because even though I’ve known him for twenty- two years, he’s still capable of surprising me.

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The #WIPSnips word for November 8th is "grass" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

WIPSnips a bluesky writing community tag
November 8 - grass
Share a line from your WIP with the daily word for inspiration
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The image behind the text is a border that is dark blue with gold stars with a black background with neon blue border. An illustrated caticorn holding a pencil and writing in a book with a rose behind one ear is in the lower right corner. A different version of the same illustrated caticorn is curled up writing in the lower left corner

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Kayleigh 🫜

@kaydwrites.bsky.social

about 22 hours ago

#WIPSnips | grass ཐི༏ཋྀ ☺️ From my post-apocalyptic WIP featuring a misfit trio of kids. #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #amwriting

Writing snippet: “Watch,” Lennie said.

The long grass swayed, a soft shush rippling out over the fields, and then suddenly one, two, a dozen little lights lifted up, blinking into the night sky. Shrimp stared in glossy-eyed wonder before turning to Lennie. She grinned and whispered, “Lightning bugs.”

They watched in silence as more—hundreds, thousands of them—lifted from the grass, emerged from the treeline, dipping and swooping, winking on and off against the deep midnight blue. A mirror to the stars above.

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The #WIPSnips word for November 8th is "grass" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

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Jax Devora (is writing)

@jaxdevora.bsky.social

about 24 hours ago

#WIPSnips From Beeslingers, chapter 1: The *other* reason why no zizzun leaves San Valentino. #writingcommunity #amwriting #writesky

Honeysuckle looked down. Whatever it was, it was big, and it was following her. She flew harder, pack pressed tight against the hard, fuzz-covered carapace of her back. She couldn’t see what was below her, but she could hear it, could smell it, could sense the acrid mucus dripping from muscle and mingling with mud and tearing apart tangles of juniper and grass.

The dry prairie floor exploded beneath her. A geyser of earth reached high into the sky, followed shortly by a massive tube of flesh, cilia twisting in the air along its length.

A sandworm.

Honeysuckle chittered and buzzed and pinwheeled through the air. The sandworm arced over her, spraying rocks and sand as it went, and Honeysuckle swooped to dodge a boulder the size of her entire body before whirling up towards the sky. Beneath her, the worm plunged into the earth, cracked the prairie, wheeled back around to spray mud and clay up at Honeysuckle’s boots. And beneath her, the air shifted, and the earth yawned open. She could feel the hot breath of the worm and smell the fish stench of its guts and hear the roar and countless clicks of its thousand teeth.

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The #WIPSnips word for November 8th is "grass" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

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Persistent Princess Patience 🐸 🐰 🏳️‍⚧️

@jacepatience.bsky.social

2 days ago

Good morning #WIPSnips! TODAY there is a surprise in store for Frogbo! YAYYY 🎉 I love surprises. :D 🐸🔫content warning🐸🔫 allusion to Frogbo being "shot" with "bullets"... whatever that means 🤷🏻‍♀️ #FrogboAct2 #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #AmWriting #Frogbo #QueerWriters

~An excerpt from the WIP Frogbo Act 2 written by Jace Patience van Kaathoven—that's me :) (word of the day "[today]" --> "[tonite]" because day does not exist in Frogbo's world and also night is called nite and also you have no idea how much trouble this causes me when editing)~

Good news, everynone! [Tonite] is the nite Frogbo will be shot with bullets.

Several times.

Don't we know what that means?

O, forgivee—mean not a question. Reworded mean we be:

we *don't* know what that means.

But it sounds good!!

How exciting.

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The #WIPSnips word for November 7th is "today" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

WIPSnips a bluesky writing community tag
November 7 - today
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!
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The image behind the text is a border that is dark blue with gold stars with a black background with neon blue border. An illustrated caticorn holding a pencil and writing in a book with a rose behind one ear is in the lower right corner. A different version of the same illustrated caticorn is curled up writing in the lower left corner

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C. M. Alongi

@cmalongi.bsky.social

about 11 hours ago

Pre-digital age, words count was also determined by average. With the strict standards of font and size (and before that, uniform typewriters), the average words per page was 280. Multiply that by the number of pages, and you have your word count. #handwriting #amwriting #amwritingfantasy

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Henrik Gjelstrup

@henrikgjelstrup.bsky.social

1 day ago

I just got my first 5-star review on Amazon for Project Aesir: Fallow! ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐😃 I'm a little speechless. To whoever wrote it, thank you. You made this indie author's week. If you've read Fallow, a review (any number of stars) really helps. 🙏 #AmWriting #WritingCommunity #IndieAuthor

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Sam Vimes

@reaper-man.bsky.social

1 day ago

Scruffy operates on the principle that if enemies are in every direction, you could hardly pick the wrong one. 🐺 From an action-comedy novel about the adventures of a girl, a small robot, and the heist crew they call family. #WIPSnips #AmWriting #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #FriendsBeforeThieves

Scruffy, somehow maintaining his footing, barrelled straight for the rightmost guard. As he ran, he seized a dangling chain from one of the catwalks and swung feet-first into the unfortunate fellow. His boots thudded into the guard’s armoured chest and sent him flying backward. Still clutching the chain and arcing higher, Scruffy plucked a potion bottle from his belt and threw it beneath the airborne man. The glass shattered in a flash of orange light.

An insta-levitate potion.

The potion supplied the Up. Scruffy had already generously contributed the Backward. The two forces shook hands and sent the guard sailing away as though he’d been fired from a cannon. He eventually landed in a vat of thick black liquid with a gloop.

Scruffy, still hanging onto the chain, reached the apex of his arc. He punched the air and bellowed triumphantly.

“One down!”

In his excitement, he’d overlooked a simple law of swinging objects. Pendulums, unlike Scruffy’s plans, were obnoxiously predictable. Up was already becoming Back Down Again, and Back Down Again, inconveniently, traced a neat path through the rest of the guards, who were busy peppering the crew’s position with auto-crossbow fire. Amidst the thick smoke, they hadn’t yet noticed that one of their number had been kicked halfway to Varnoux.

Any rational person would have let go of the chain right then, dropped into the smoky cover, and rejoined his comrades across the battlefield.

As it so happened, Scruffy and Rationality had been locked in a decades-long legal battle over who got custody of his ideas. Today’s verdict ruled, as ever, in Scruffy’s favour.

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The #WIPSnips word for November 7th is "today" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ

@adregem.bsky.social

2 days ago

Here is yet another reminder about the dickish dickishness of my favorite character, Hadrian. In case you needed one. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #SciFi #ScienceFiction #SFF

Riven stared at the parade of Old World animals marching in painted perfection from one side of Hadrian’s ceiling to the other.
“I saw my creature today,” Hadrian said. “Dainn. Was that the name he gave you?”
The warmth drained out of Riven’s body.
He didn’t wait for her to reply. “Do you know what it means? His name? It’s from the Norse poem, The Lay of Grimnir. Dainn is one of the four harts that run in the limbs of the World Tree and bite its leaves. His name means the dead one.”
Riven’s eyes gravitated to the stag on Hadrian’s ceiling mural, where he almost certainly intended them to go. A muscled, stately creature with enormous antlers, caught in the embrace of a lion. Eyes bulging, long, bloody gashes dividing its golden hide into three parts.

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The #WIPSnips word for November 7th is "today" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

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Woodley Dowar

@wdowar.bsky.social

about 20 hours ago

duo: Earth and Mars where did we begin (and end?) Jupiter looks on #vss365 #duo #senryusunday #poem #haiku #senryu #scifi #amwriting #writingcommunity 📸 by Jeremy Hynes from unsplash (Link in alt)