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It’s perfect!

10.03.2026 14:41 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0

Iris this is soooo good!

10.03.2026 13:49 👍 2 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0
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The #revpit submission window opens THIS WEEK!

From March 12 at 12 p.m. EDT to March 15 at 12 p.m. EDT, you'll be able to submit your manuscripts. Visit reviseresub.com to see what you'll need so you're prepared come Friday!

#writingcontest #writingcommunity #amwriting #writersofbluesky

08.03.2026 16:00 👍 57 🔁 22 💬 2 📌 16
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Countdown to Spring Countdown to Mar 12, 2026 12:00 noon. Showing days, hours, minutes and seconds ticking down to 0

The #RevPit annual contest submission window opens this Thursday, March 12, at Noon EDT.

Get your submissions ready #amquerying writers!

www.timeanddate.com/countdown/sp...

08.03.2026 16:54 👍 19 🔁 3 💬 0 📌 0

It opens on my birthday! So you’re sending me a lot of great stuff to read, right? 😉 #RevPit

09.03.2026 14:13 👍 30 🔁 1 💬 0 📌 0

Hey #writingcommunity!! Get those manuscripts submitted for a chance at a free developmental edit!! Looking forward to reading your stories ✨ 📖✨

#revpit #amwriting #amediting #amquerying

09.03.2026 15:56 👍 17 🔁 3 💬 0 📌 0

Hi, happy #RevPit week. For me, the first readers play a huge role in helping me do my first pass through my spreadsheet. Each sub basically gets scores, and since the contest is a dev edit, I look for certain scores for books I’m considering choosing as a winner. 1/2

09.03.2026 18:29 👍 4 🔁 1 💬 1 📌 0

I CANNOT wait to see what all you #writers have in store for the #RevPit Annual Contest!!!! 👀

Feel free to QT or drop teasers, mood boards, etc. below…

#writingcommunity #WriterSky #amquerying

09.03.2026 21:58 👍 46 🔁 5 💬 28 📌 4
Flare Up: Spring Newsletter is written in the top corner in white text. The image is of myself, Iris Andersi, reading a book behind a reading lamp. In the bottom left corner is the signup address: irisandersi.substack.com

Flare Up: Spring Newsletter is written in the top corner in white text. The image is of myself, Iris Andersi, reading a book behind a reading lamp. In the bottom left corner is the signup address: irisandersi.substack.com

My quarterly newsletter drops tomorrow!

Sign up for:

📚Reading Recs
✍️Writing Tips
💜Chronic Illness Living

This one has a big spotlight on the #RevPit competition, which opens to submissions this week! Check it out at irisandersi.substack.com

#ReviseandResubmit #WritingCommunity

10.03.2026 04:49 👍 14 🔁 3 💬 1 📌 0

Agents have so many things on their desk to wade through that aren’t queries. Assuming an agent is on top of their queue on a week may be overestimating a bit. Of course there are exceptions, but I would not give up so easily! Good luck!

10.03.2026 13:35 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0

MAR10 = date today

MARIO = dunna dunna dunna

10.03.2026 13:04 👍 710 🔁 184 💬 14 📌 9

I’m supposed to be sprinting right now… instead I’m scrolling because these dev edits are turning my brain to mush.

10.03.2026 13:30 👍 2 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0

FUCK YES YOU ARE

04.03.2026 15:59 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0

My #RevPit #MeetTheEditor session is on Thursday, March 5. I'll kick things off around 11:00 AM Eastern Time.

I'll tell you a little bit about myself and answering questions about my editing style and #MSWL, which you can find here reviseresub.com/editors/nata...

03.03.2026 15:41 👍 20 🔁 4 💬 2 📌 0
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a white cat is laying on its back on the floor and looking at the camera . Alt: a white cat is laying on its back on the floor and looking at the camera and waving hello

heyyyy #RevPit writers!!

popping in today a bit early for my #MeetTheEditor session 💛

SO happy to be back this year! drop your Qs in the comments & I will answer by the end of the night!

🧵 a lil about me:

02.03.2026 20:08 👍 37 🔁 10 💬 13 📌 1
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Hey #RevPit My #MeetTheEditor session is tomorrow afternoon, March 3, 2026. I'll be answering all your questions about myself and my #MSWL. You can check it out here: www.reviseresub.com/editors/kala...

03.03.2026 03:48 👍 23 🔁 2 💬 2 📌 0
A black cat peeking out behind a couch. Photo by Hexandcube / Unsplash.

A black cat peeking out behind a couch. Photo by Hexandcube / Unsplash.

It's time for my #MeetTheEditor session! Reply to this thread to ask about my MSWL, editing style, genre preferences, likes/dislikes, or anything else. If I don't get to your question today, I'll answer tomorrow. #RevPit @reviseresub.bsky.social

02.03.2026 18:03 👍 47 🔁 15 💬 21 📌 3

Hi everyone! I'm Kala—resident iced coffee drinking, probably feral raccoon. I hope you're ready for the annual contest this year! #RevPit
Welcome to my #MeetTheEditor post @reviseresub.bsky.social

03.03.2026 19:53 👍 43 🔁 12 💬 15 📌 2
A close up on an oil painting of a person in a white dress holding a green notebook and gold pen.

A close up on an oil painting of a person in a white dress holding a green notebook and gold pen.

Hello, #RevPit writers! It’s time for my #MeetTheEditor thread 💖

This is my second year as an editor with RevPit, and I’m so glad to be back. I'm eagerly awaiting your submissions.

Got questions about my MSWL or editing process before you submit? Now’s the time to ask!

@reviseresub.bsky.social

02.03.2026 15:14 👍 46 🔁 14 💬 12 📌 1
A framed painting of the name "Ayesha" with each letter fashioned into the likeness of a Marvel superhero. 

A- Iron Man
Y- Spider Man
E- Black Panther
S- Captain Marvel
H- Captain America
A- Hulk

A framed painting of the name "Ayesha" with each letter fashioned into the likeness of a Marvel superhero. A- Iron Man Y- Spider Man E- Black Panther S- Captain Marvel H- Captain America A- Hulk

Welcome to my #Meettheeditor !

This is my first year as a #RevPit editor and I can't wait to read your projects!

03.03.2026 15:26 👍 43 🔁 8 💬 3 📌 4

Hi #WritingCommunity! Welcome to my #RevPit #MeetTheEditor thread. Feel free to ask questions at any time (if I don't get to them today, I will tomorrow). I had a computer incident earlier (OneDrive deleted my Documents & it took my hubby hours to fix), so I lost my prep time & this may be choppy.

03.03.2026 21:03 👍 50 🔁 17 💬 15 📌 2
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Hello, Authors, and welcome to my favorite season of the year – #RevPit Season!
Spring (in the Northern Hemisphere) is, IMHO, the best of all seasons, especially after the winter we’ve endured in Minnesota.
And the RevPit 2025 Annual Contest is Spring’s highlight.
#MeetTheEditor

02.03.2026 14:31 👍 59 🔁 10 💬 10 📌 2
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🔪🫦🩸 Currently reading…

04.03.2026 15:58 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0

I LOVE THIS AESTHETIC SO MUCH.
Bring me my Will Turner please!

13.01.2026 14:02 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0
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In white text:

Guide to
Sculptor of the Winds
by Ivy T. Woods
Book 1 in the Sea of Sorrows Duology
Romantic Pirate Fantasy

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To the left in white text:
Pitch

When Minna is offered a place weaving the winds—and protecting the ship from monsters—on one of the largest ships in the Fleet, it comes with a catch: her betrothal to the Deckmistress’ son. Bullied by her mother, Minna takes the deal, surprised to find that her betrothed and her new Deckmistress are actually quite tolerable.

But when they capture one of the monsters terrorizing the Sea of Sorrows, Minna is forced into the role of jailer while they interrogate the monster, trying to force her to give up the location of the monsters’ lair. But as Minna’s monstrous prisoner proves herself to be surprisingly human, Minna becomes intent on saving her from her inevitable execution, going against her Deckmistress, her betrothed, and the entire crew. But the other monsters are drawn to their own. And they are coming.

To the right is a picture of a tall ship with two sails up on the main mast against an orange horizon, with rocks in the foreground on the right

Over a background with a pink octopus and curling tentacles in dark blue water. The four backgrounds of each picture come together to show one image. To the left in white text: Pitch When Minna is offered a place weaving the winds—and protecting the ship from monsters—on one of the largest ships in the Fleet, it comes with a catch: her betrothal to the Deckmistress’ son. Bullied by her mother, Minna takes the deal, surprised to find that her betrothed and her new Deckmistress are actually quite tolerable. But when they capture one of the monsters terrorizing the Sea of Sorrows, Minna is forced into the role of jailer while they interrogate the monster, trying to force her to give up the location of the monsters’ lair. But as Minna’s monstrous prisoner proves herself to be surprisingly human, Minna becomes intent on saving her from her inevitable execution, going against her Deckmistress, her betrothed, and the entire crew. But the other monsters are drawn to their own. And they are coming. To the right is a picture of a tall ship with two sails up on the main mast against an orange horizon, with rocks in the foreground on the right

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In white text:
Comps & Tropes
Seafaring adventure
Arranged marriage
Monster love interest
Yearning
Bisexual main character

Images of the covers for
The Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl
Bury our bones in the midnight soil by V. E. Schwab

Over a background with a pink octopus and curling tentacles in dark blue water. The four backgrounds of each picture come together to show one image. In white text: Comps & Tropes Seafaring adventure Arranged marriage Monster love interest Yearning Bisexual main character Images of the covers for The Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl Bury our bones in the midnight soil by V. E. Schwab

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First Lines

The first body was bloated and black, rising and settling with each rush of water up the sand, its sun-bleached trousers caught on a protrusion of rock. Thick veins of black ran underneath the dark skin, branching out and away from the missing chunk of flesh in the dead man’s shoulder.

“Fucking seas,” Minna muttered. “Washing in or out, do you figure?”

Her father grunted, reaching down to pluck at the torn and bloody pants, dislodging them from the rock keeping the body anchored to the shoreline. The next wave rushed in to claim its prize, sucking the body back down the beach as it withdrew.

“I suppose we’ll see.” Her father shielded his eyes with a hand, silver hairs shining in the sun as he squinted inland. “Body can’t be too old. Tide would have taken it.”

Over a background with a pink octopus and curling tentacles in dark blue water. The four backgrounds of each picture come together to show one image. In white text: First Lines The first body was bloated and black, rising and settling with each rush of water up the sand, its sun-bleached trousers caught on a protrusion of rock. Thick veins of black ran underneath the dark skin, branching out and away from the missing chunk of flesh in the dead man’s shoulder. “Fucking seas,” Minna muttered. “Washing in or out, do you figure?” Her father grunted, reaching down to pluck at the torn and bloody pants, dislodging them from the rock keeping the body anchored to the shoreline. The next wave rushed in to claim its prize, sucking the body back down the beach as it withdrew. “I suppose we’ll see.” Her father shielded his eyes with a hand, silver hairs shining in the sun as he squinted inland. “Body can’t be too old. Tide would have taken it.”

A guide to my #WIP 🌊 SCULPTOR OF THE WINDS 🌊
Book 1 in a planned duology, it has:
⚓️ Seafaring adventures
🌋Roots in animistic religion
⚡️A physics based magic system
🐙 Sea monsters large and small
🏠 Complex family dynamics
🌎 Accessible worldbuilding

#bluepit📖 #A #F #R #FR #W #LGBT #OV

13.01.2026 06:30 👍 56 🔁 32 💬 8 📌 0

THIS MAP THOUGH

13.01.2026 14:01 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0
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In white text:
An Editor’s Guide To 
The Land of Undying Summer
by Ivy T. Woods
Adult Romantic Fantasy
108,000 words

On a background of a foggy coniferous forest. The background of the four images fit together to show a stream with rocks working its way between two hills in the forest, both covered with trees. In white text: An Editor’s Guide To The Land of Undying Summer by Ivy T. Woods Adult Romantic Fantasy 108,000 words

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On the left side of the picture is an ink drawn map of a continent. 

In white text:
Pitch
When a half-dead priestess is forced to work with a wandering mage to figure out why mages are dwindling among her people, they develop a reluctant camaraderie. But when he kills a guard, her people’s distrust escalates into a full-scale uprising, leaving the two loners to save the living, the dead, and each other. Though not necessarily in that order.

On a background of a foggy coniferous forest. The background of the four images fit together to show a stream with rocks working its way between two hills in the forest, both covered with trees. On the left side of the picture is an ink drawn map of a continent. In white text: Pitch When a half-dead priestess is forced to work with a wandering mage to figure out why mages are dwindling among her people, they develop a reluctant camaraderie. But when he kills a guard, her people’s distrust escalates into a full-scale uprising, leaving the two loners to save the living, the dead, and each other. Though not necessarily in that order.

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In white text:
Comps
The atmosphere and vibes of:
- The Gilded Crown by Marianne Gordon
- Blood Over Bright Haven by M. L. Wang
The Humour Of:
- Nettle & Bone by T. Kingfisher

On a background of a foggy coniferous forest. The background of the four images fit together to show a stream with rocks working its way between two hills in the forest, both covered with trees. In white text: Comps The atmosphere and vibes of: - The Gilded Crown by Marianne Gordon - Blood Over Bright Haven by M. L. Wang The Humour Of: - Nettle & Bone by T. Kingfisher

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Chapter One - The End of Darkness

No Guide could resist the Call of Return forever. But this time, when Tilaani’s trembling hands closed on the spiked rocks of the Wolf’s Fangs, the agonizing need for the missing part of herself had dulled to an aching throb. The Call would take her eventually. But not today. Today, she was already running late.

 “Shit!” Tilaani snatched her cloak from the icy stalagmite she had been using as a hanger and staggered to a slim crack in the cliff face. It had been a century since the passage had opened in one of El’Drek’s rages but the frozen stone was still jagged, tugging at her shirt as she sidled through, thin cloak clutched in one hand. Wind whistled through the crevice, peppering her exposed skin with hard snow. It melted, steaming as it touched her.

 Time within the cavern had always been malleable, misaligned with the world outside. Shinac had always claimed the shifts were random but Tilaani had her doubts. It always seemed to stretch whenever she was in a hurry. She wouldn’t put it past any of the dead—either Blessed or Barred—to extend time merely to inconvenience her. And now, backing up this theory, the sun was high overhead and the few hours she had spent being lectured by the Ancients had become nearly an entire night and day in the land of the living.

 Allak would be insufferable if she was late.

On a background of a foggy coniferous forest. The background of the four images fit together to show a stream with rocks working its way between two hills in the forest, both covered with trees. In white text Chapter One - The End of Darkness No Guide could resist the Call of Return forever. But this time, when Tilaani’s trembling hands closed on the spiked rocks of the Wolf’s Fangs, the agonizing need for the missing part of herself had dulled to an aching throb. The Call would take her eventually. But not today. Today, she was already running late. “Shit!” Tilaani snatched her cloak from the icy stalagmite she had been using as a hanger and staggered to a slim crack in the cliff face. It had been a century since the passage had opened in one of El’Drek’s rages but the frozen stone was still jagged, tugging at her shirt as she sidled through, thin cloak clutched in one hand. Wind whistled through the crevice, peppering her exposed skin with hard snow. It melted, steaming as it touched her. Time within the cavern had always been malleable, misaligned with the world outside. Shinac had always claimed the shifts were random but Tilaani had her doubts. It always seemed to stretch whenever she was in a hurry. She wouldn’t put it past any of the dead—either Blessed or Barred—to extend time merely to inconvenience her. And now, backing up this theory, the sun was high overhead and the few hours she had spent being lectured by the Ancients had become nearly an entire night and day in the land of the living. Allak would be insufferable if she was late.

An #editorsguide to 🌲THE LAND OF UNDYING SUMMER🌲
This romantic fantasy has:
🐻‍❄️ Canadian subarctic inspired setting
🌋Roots in animistic religion
⚡️A physics based magic system
👵🏽 Crotchety immortals
🏠 Complex family dynamics
🌎 Accessible worldbuilding

#bluepit📖 #A #F #R #FR #OS soon 👀

13.01.2026 05:30 👍 102 🔁 54 💬 14 📌 1

This book lives rent free in my head.

13.01.2026 14:01 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0
Gothic mood board for a fiction novel featuring a skull, medieval Irish imagery, catholic symbolism, and gothic horror romance vibes. Text in the center reads "The Banshee of Clan Murtagh, 80,000 word gothic horror, SmoochPit 2025"

Gothic mood board for a fiction novel featuring a skull, medieval Irish imagery, catholic symbolism, and gothic horror romance vibes. Text in the center reads "The Banshee of Clan Murtagh, 80,000 word gothic horror, SmoochPit 2025"

The Pitch:

When Ciarán Murtagh hears the cry of his family’s eternally young banshee, he hunts her down to learn who in his family is fated to die. In the struggle, his touch triggers memories of the banshee’s previous life as a servant of his household—and she demands to know more. 

They meet by moonlight searching for answers in the banshee’s memories, and Ciarán’s growing attraction sets him on a path of macabre desire. But as the devastating bubonic plague closes in, Ciarán must decide whether to stay by his dying family or succumb to the seduction of the death-bringer.

The Pitch: When Ciarán Murtagh hears the cry of his family’s eternally young banshee, he hunts her down to learn who in his family is fated to die. In the struggle, his touch triggers memories of the banshee’s previous life as a servant of his household—and she demands to know more. They meet by moonlight searching for answers in the banshee’s memories, and Ciarán’s growing attraction sets him on a path of macabre desire. But as the devastating bubonic plague closes in, Ciarán must decide whether to stay by his dying family or succumb to the seduction of the death-bringer.

HAMNET x NOSFERATU

The black sheep of a powerful 14th-century Irish family pursues a forbidden romance with the eternally young banshee who’s haunted his estate for generations, but as the bubonic plague closes in he must choose between the living and the dead.

#BluePit 📖 #A #Q #H #HS #D #Gothic

13.01.2026 05:00 👍 80 🔁 44 💬 15 📌 0

This is going to be SO MUCH FUN!

13.01.2026 14:00 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0