Category: Writing

What’s on the horizon

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What have you been working on?

I started my blog in late 2018 because I wanted to get serious about my desire to write. I’ve worked on a variety of things over the years, and been through my share of ups and downs with motivation and trying to accomplish things. I started small, and tried to build up the habits for consistency. I was streaming on Twitch for a while so I tried to tie them together. Asking viewers to submit prompts helped for a time but I got overwhelmed so I put it on hiatus to try and focus on other things. More specifically, one of those things was that I ultimately wanted to write a novel and get it published!

I haven’t gotten there yet, but in the last 8 years with the help of friends and just consuming lots of media and I’ve built up plenty of ideas and materials. So in addition to that, I’m trying to get back into a habit of consistency. Which I’m going to need if I want to actually accomplish my goals. That’s what I’m working on these days.

Getting back to it

Taylor Burian

If you’re reading this, then I hope you’ve read my last few entries and noticed I’m trying to get back into the routine of writing. I’ve been using those daily prompts that show up in the Jetpack app (which is how I keep track of my blog while on the go) and that has been a helpful start.

Right now, the goal is to follow those prompts whenever I see one that interests me, or maybe refer to a previous one in the list, and try to build the habit of just writing out whatever comes to mind. Eventually I’d like to get back into a near daily habit of writing out these posts, so we’ll see how it goes. I think I’ll also dig into the drafts I somehow still have and see what I find.

Wish me luck!

About getting gud

Taylor Burian

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user darthzelduh.

The pressure is real, but you need the practice. Running, darting back and forth between cover while trying to watch your back. There’s no telling when your opponent will strike. Unseen like a wraith on this digital battlefield.

A flash.

Darkness.

A new notification.

It simply reads “git gud scrub.”

The fallout from the previous Boba Party wars

Taylor Burian

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user TheBigPapaPanda. It’s finally over.

What happened after their encounter was awful.

The guys had become addicted to the drinks due to their party and darthzelduh got revenge by preventing the guys from getting anymore boba.

They begged and pleaded for more.

The boba shop eventually relented, but on one condition. Make up with darthzelduh.

Darth plots her boba revenge on Dragon and Panda

Taylor Burian

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user darthzelduh. This is the penultimate chapter in the Boba Wars feud between TheBigPapaPanda and darthzelduh.

Darthzelduh began to walk over to her friends before freezing in place.

She had glanced down to the drinks their hands and realized what was going on.

“I see how it is. Well, enjoy it while it lasts.”

Dragon and Panda have no idea the revenge she is now plotting.

Dragon and Panda plot to not invite Darth to their boba party

Taylor Burian

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user TheBigPapaPanda. This is chapter 3 of the Boba Wars. Things are about to get dicey!

The boba party continued, and as they finished the first drink, their heightened joy began to fade.
Panda, now briefly free of the fog of boba bliss, reaches for his next drink and sees darthzelduh rounding the corner.
“Psst, hey Dragon,” he whispers “don’t invite darth over here for boba.”

Dragon and Panda forget to invite darth to their boba party

Taylor Burian

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user darthzelduh. This request is chapter 2 of the boba feud between TheBigPapaPanda and darthzelduh.

The day was nearly perfect, or so darthzelduh thought.

She walked along happy as can be, unaware of the joyous occasion she was missing out on.

She rounded the corner, and what did she find?

That her friends, Dragon and Panda, had forgotten to invite her to their boba party!

Dragon and his AMAZING Panda have a boba party

Taylor Burian

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user TheBigPapaPanda. I should also mention that this particular request sparked an amicable boba feud between TheBigPapaPanda and darthzelduh. The following is chapter one in what we ended up calling the “Boba Wars” which has nothing to do with Boba Fett or Star Wars.

The amazing two for one drink that's a snack, boba, is always a cause for celebration! So much so that it's practically an addiction, and Dragon invites his AMAZING friend to a boba party. Sipping and chewing away the day on their favorite drink, they have become happy and fulfilled.

Waynes world but vampires

Taylor Burian

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user darthzelduh.

‘Wayne’s World! Wayne’s World! Party Time! Excellent!‘

“Ha, alright, welcome back to Wayne’s World! Today on the show we have someone who claims they have a way to drink blood WITHOUT turning people into ghouls!”

“Haha, what is it, magical leprechaun farts? Nooo thaaanks.”

Then they bite their guest. Excellent!

Bedtime story for hiltz

Taylor Burian

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user darthzelduh.

Little Hiltz always had trouble sleeping at night.

One day, he was walking along the road. Bored, he stopped to look at a field and counted animals.

His eyes drooped. Then he woke up at home with the softest sheep wool pillow. Now every night he counts himself to sleep.