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A black background image with an old-fashioned typewriter at the bottom right. There is text on the image. It reads: 1954. Toronto, Canada loves its pulp fiction—as long as the lesbians don’t live happily ever after. Cèilidh Reid, a journalist by day and a lesbian pulp writer by night, is frustrated: the paperbacks she writes must, by law and custom, end in tragedy. Beverly Hendricks, an avid reader and occasional writer, is equally fed up with the absence of HEAs in books. Neither woman has found a happily-ever-after on the page—or in real life. And since they cannot stand each other, they certainly won’t find it together (seriously). When Cèilidh catches Beverly—armed with a utility knife, glue, and a stack of papers—tampering with her books at a local bookstore, it sparks an uneasy alliance and an audacious plan: rewrite the endings. Not just one of the books, but all of them. With help from a handful of not-quite-authors, Cèilidh and Beverly embark on a spree of literary sabotage. What follows is an adventure full of road trips, hijinks, one truly terrible misuse of a thesaurus, and the very real possibility of a happily-ever-after.
A black background image with an old fashioned typewriter at the bottom right. There is text overlayed the image, it reads: The First Lesbian Book Club low angst comedy friends to lovers spice level medium forced proximity Queer women doing crime diverse cast of charaters multi POV (6!!!) Road trips Lots of books A queer romance Currently in progress ca 44 000 words There is a 10-point star at the bottom of the image. Inside the star it reads "certified h.e.a"
“So, this one time,” a woman with a thick Norwegian accent said, “my brother og I found a little dynamitt in an old bunker left by the tyskere” There was another shout from behind the door. A man’s voice, low and growling, reverberated through the bar and into the storage room. “Tyskere?” Cèilidh interrupted. The Norwegian looked at her. “Ja, Germans. Dynamitt left by Nazi in Norway.” “Oh.” Cèilidh nodded, not entirely sure where the conversation was going and wishing desperately that this woman would keep her voice and enthusiasm down. “That seemed like fun, so we took the båt out to a scarry and put it in the cracks.” Beverly, Cèilidh, and a third woman merely blinked at the Norwegian as she went on. Beverly stifled a sneeze. Their perfumes collided in the confined space—too many old flowers warring for dominance—entangled with panic-induced sweat and the tang of drinks long forgotten. The pungency stung the backs of Beverly’s eyes, bringing with it the certainty of a headache gathering its forces. Just wonderful. The Norwegian continued, unaware or unbothered by the confusion. “My brother thought we should just light it on fire.” “The scarry?” “Nei da, the dynamitt,” the Norwegian corrected, shaking her head. “But I knew bedre. We used the battery from the båt, ja?” Beverly stared at the Norwegian. “Bo-ah-t?” “I think it means boat,” the fourth woman said quietly. “Ja, båt. B-oa-t,” the Norwegian said, overpronouncing the word in her best Canadian English accent. “I used the battery to connect to the dynamitt. Click, click”—her hands acted out connecting the positive and negative parts of the battery to something. “And?” Beverly asked, amused and impatient. “Boom!” The Norwegian laughed. “What did you say your name was?” Cèilidh asked. “I’m Liv,” the Norwegian said plainly. Cèilidh nodded. “Well, Liv, have you gone mad?”
My current WIP (3) is a comedy about pissed off, bookish lesbians in 1954 doing crime & having fun doing it.
It has a diverse cast, 6 POV (one crit-reader has called me ambitious)
"My wife thinks it's funny!"
#WIPit #W #Q #A #R #Hu #WF #LGBT #Sapphic #Lesfic #QueerWriters 🌈✒️ #WritingCommunity
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Photo collage showing scenes of a courtroom, a protest, and the outdoors.
Magic was myth, until it wasn't.
When magic suddenly reawakens in an isolated seaside town, a tenacious young defense attorney fights a ruthless government crackdown - risking her career, her sanity, and her very freedom - to defend its people and ensure magic's survival.
#WIPit #WSPitQ #A #F
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Collage of photos - showing women at lunch and crime scenes.
Murder was just a story, until one of them became the plot.
Five women create an investigative murder podcast to escape their boring lives, until a murder at a true crime convention forces them to investigate one of their own.
#WIPit #WIPitw #A #T
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