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Jan Karlsson
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Watty Award winner 2021, 6x shortlisted. Ambys Award winner 2024 & 2x 2023. 4x ONC Award shortlisted. Writer (🤔).

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Jan Karlsson @jangoeswriting.bsky.social · Oct 18
Here are the links to all my writing profiles.
I like to think there’s something for everybody here, in most genres.

Take a look!

Wattpad: www.wattpad.com/user/JanGoes...
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[Wattys 2021 Winner, Sci-Fi Category - "Foston Slacks - Time's Flies"] [Wattys 2024 Shortlist - "Foston Slacks - Good's Intentions"] [Watty...
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scoopskie.bsky.social
Magenta stained lips
On cheerful grins bleached too white
Hide desolation

#vss365 #magenta #dailyhaikuprompt #desolation
#BSPP48 #cheerfulgrins #haiku #senryu #blueskypoetry
December 8, 2025 at 1:13 AM
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thpossiblepoet.bsky.social
Bruised and battered
Not at all tattered
Strong threads hold us humans together
While magenta our skin
We will still go all in
Sheltered against their insane weather
Our bruises will fade
We’ll come to your aid
Showing love when and not whether

#tHartigan
#vss365 #magenta
December 8, 2025 at 12:56 AM
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authorpjm.bsky.social
"Look! Ya not listenin ta me! Da colour is clearly #magenta!" Riz protested.
"I'm not listening to you because you're clearly wrong," Valarie replied crossing her arms.
"How dare u! Bren, do ya hear dis?"
"You both remember that this is a crime scene right?"
#vss365 #riztherogue
December 8, 2025 at 12:53 AM
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jkmakes.bsky.social
"The leadenness in every mote of her pulled her to the ground the instant they stopped for sleep. It had poured all afternoon and into the evening, and when they found an empty old barn, the walking for the day was done. The children were practically catatonic."

#WIPSnips
December 8, 2025 at 1:01 AM
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wipsnips.bsky.social
Here are the #WIPSnips words for December 8th through December 14th!

Sorry to you WIPSnippians in the future for the slightly late post. It's been one of those days. Plus, I thought I scheduled this one already but hadn't. Whoops!

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
The #WIPSnips words for December 8th through December 14th. December 8th - fourth; December 9th - design; December 10th - pipe; December 11th - full; December 12th - smash; December 13 - control; December 14 - line.
December 8, 2025 at 12:56 AM
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alixcclay.bsky.social
"In this world, words would carve him hollow and leave him an empty husk – just waiting for a more permanent kind of death."

Windmill Keepers
Chapter 18: The Promise That We Broke

Back to traveling, and back to writing.
#wipsnips #yabooksky #booksky #writesky #writingcommunity
December 8, 2025 at 12:45 AM
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gildedfrost.bsky.social
A quiet morning with Kakashi.

#wipsnips #naruto
The next day, Kakashi rises before the sun in order to get a start on one of the tasks on his list. He washes up, applies ointment to his healing scars, and brushes a few knots from his hair. With his mask and headband back on, he deems himself presentable enough, and decides that one cup of tea is going to have to do the job since he doesn't have time for more caffeine. He walks through the nearly empty streets, taking note of everyone he sees. Mostly helpers for the farms, trade workers, or parents taking care of chores before their kids wake, he presumes—people he can effectively rule out as being rogue ninja. A noodle restaurant chef waves him over as he walks by and he waves in acknowledgement. Hot noodle soup would be an excellent start to his day; maybe he should come back this way if he finds time for breakfast.
December 8, 2025 at 12:33 AM
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mamahannatu.bsky.social
small finds
on my evening walk
a magenta scarf
caught
in the rose bush

#vss365 magenta

#TankaThursday #NaTankaMo #poetry #TankaPoem #tanka #5lines #kyoka #haikuchallenge #POEMS #poetrytwitter #haikutwitter #micropoetry #lovingpoetry #haiku #senryu #haikufeels #wss366
December 7, 2025 at 11:55 PM
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rwm1955.bsky.social
His breathing was heavy, his skin seemed to shiver. Peering into the mirror, he was aghast to see his ice blue eyes surrounded by a magenta hue. What was in that stew he'd been served by the old crone? His mind swung like a pendulum between fear & blood lust. #vss365 #horrorpromp
December 7, 2025 at 11:35 PM
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wodz.bsky.social
not just another teacher …

#vss365 #magenta #poem #poetry #imagination
December 7, 2025 at 11:34 PM
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gemma77.bsky.social
dawn light wakens dunes
#magenta bathes sleepy sands
till cool nights dissolve

#vss365 #haiku
December 7, 2025 at 11:34 PM
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#vss365

Today, 84 years ago, the sky over #PearlHarbor turned #magenta, painted by the blood of 2,404 soldiers and civilians.
We cannot forgive, and we should not forget.
May you all Rest in Peace.
December 7, 2025 at 11:18 PM
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greachan.bsky.social
magenta
dusk
d e s cends

two moths rest
on one pale
evening flower

heartbeats
slow as sap
through
birch tree bends

entwined
as
root
and
earth
in
quiet
hours

#vss365
December 7, 2025 at 11:03 PM
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asimplepoet.bsky.social
In magenta sky
my Momma celebrated
Heavenly birthday

#vss365 #magenta
December 7, 2025 at 10:57 PM
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allysonjoule.bsky.social
My love isn’t the
soft hush of
pale pink or lilac.
It arrives vivid,
unapologetic,
impossible to dim.
It burns in
bright magenta,
blooming wild
beneath my ribs.
It deepens
into purple,
an unfading,
dusk-rich vow.
It's love refusing
to be anything
but bold.

#vss365 #poetry #magenta
December 7, 2025 at 10:50 PM
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laviniathompson.bsky.social
#WIPSnips #mysterybooks #BeyondCover #readingcommunity #BookSky
December 8, 2025 at 12:24 AM
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arminjace.bsky.social
#WIPSnips December 7 - empty

After a harrowing ordeal at the hands of their foe, Serah comes to a shocking discovery.

#writesky #ocsky #starwarsocs #starwars #serahmisheni #adirakotri #arminjace #valindarros
Serah awoke, freed from the constraints of Valin’s machine. She felt dizzy, sore, and somehow… empty. It was the emptiness that bothered her the most. She began to reach out, to try to sense what she could about this place, but nothing came to her. She looked around, spotted Armin and the girl Adira. The Thyferran knelt beside their enemy, who appeared badly hurt. His back was to Serah, and she approached them slowly. Despite seeing the two of them in front of her, Serah still couldn’t feel them there. The open hostility she got from Adira previously was gone, as was the calming familiarity of Armin’s presence. That was when she realized what happened. I can’t connect to the Force anymore.
December 8, 2025 at 12:21 AM
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sonoftheforest.bsky.social
#wipsnips #writing
December 8, 2025 at 12:08 AM
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dranemra.bsky.social
Chapter 7 of Loving Angel. This is book 2 from the Angel series.
December 7, 2025 at 9:48 PM
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sagelmattison.bsky.social
Oak has some emotional struggles while they're on the run from magic.

#WipSnips #WriterSky #QueerWriters #MMRomance

Unedited text from Summoned By The TwinkDemon. (Available for PO on Amazon).
Text from unedited WIP, Summoned By The TwinkDemon by Sage L Mattison. Text reads: “The rain makes you ornery.” Xaph grumbled under his breath, crossing his arms over his chest as the permanent glare on his face became more pronounced. “No, magic rain makes me ornery. The magic mother-” Oak paused his ranting as hail began pelting down from the dark sky. Thunder rumbled in the distance at a near constant pace and as loudest crack rang out, the sky lit up several hundred yards to their left in an empty field as lightning hit the ground. “-fucking storm created to probably kill us makes me ornery, Red. Very ornery.”
December 7, 2025 at 11:11 PM
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miwwdu-sitsom.bsky.social
#WIPSnips 'empty'

#InReverse: Lots of 'empty' in this one. Meg learns how to eat and drink in reverse. It's pretty gross.
I see the Cassells setting the table for four. They each take their seats, and I sit down at the empty spot. There’s a dirty bowl in front of me with a spoon in it, as well as a mostly empty glass of juice. I stare at the dishes in front of me, trying to figure out what I’m supposed to do with them. I take a sip from the glass, but I have trouble swallowing. Finally, I spit the juice back into the glass. That’s it. I don’t need to drink the juice, I need to spit it out. But I don’t have anything in my mouth at the moment. I try to salivate, and slowly my mouth fills with liquid. I then raise the glass to my lips and tilt it as if I were drinking from it, but instead, I expulse the juice from my mouth. I continue in this way, slowly filling up the cup. Disgusting, but I guess that’s what I have to do. Eventually, I figure out how to make the juice flow a little faster out of my mouth. When the glass is full, I move on to the soup. When I’m done, copying the Cassells, I tilt the juice jug over my glass, and the juice comes up into the jug, until the glass is empty. I then grab the ladle and scoop my soup back into the pot. I try not to think about how gross this feels. They clear the table, putting the dishes back into the cupboards with the clean ones.
December 7, 2025 at 10:54 PM
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kairaloi.bsky.social
#WIPSnips #SwordofLadyLyon
Working on this story lately. Here's Felix and Felicity plotting evil upon their idiot father with one of Felicity's boyfriends.
“My. Goodness,” Cecil said as he slipped onto the terrace. “I leave you alone for a moment, and you’re embracing the son of your sworn enemy.” He sipped one of the two glasses of champagne he held. “I suppose seducing Sir Lyon is part of your plot?” Felix snorted. “Hardly.” He looked down at me. “She’s not my type.” “We were plotting how to embarrass Duke Lyon further,” I said. “Do tell?” Cecil asked as he offered me the other glass. “Felix has been kicked out of every bar in the capital. How could he possibly act in a way that would embarrass the duke?” I took the glass and sized Cecil up. Would his contacts be of any help? Felix answered instead, “I’ve decided to join the Order of Lorelai.” The glass shattered on the ground. Cecil looked down at it, then at his hand as if he couldn’t believe it had betrayed him like that. “I think I misheard.” “You didn’t,” Felix said cheerfully. “Seeing Lady Mortuary make a fool of him made me realize I’ve been doing it all wrong. I’ve been acting within the confines of what he expects. Knights are rowdy. I bet he thought I’d settle down eventually and do what he wants like a good little pawn. I should instead just do what I want. I don’t want to be a knight. I hate swords. I’d rather get sent to a remote village to farm food for the poor. At least then, I’d feel like my early mornings are bettering society rather than just a torture to be endured for a man too stupid to recognize what’s right in front of him.” Cecil covered his eyes with his hand and wheezed a laugh. “Oh. Gods. This is delightful! I’ll help! And the Order of Lorelai isn’t so strict as to keep you from enjoying a drink from time to time.” “I only drink to forget how miserable I am,” Felix admitted. “If I’m not miserable, I do not need to drink.” “Ha, fair point!” Cecil said. “Then here’s to a new life, bereft of misery.” He gestured with his empty hand. I lifted my glass as well.
December 7, 2025 at 10:49 PM
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ecogeek.bsky.social
After having some calm moments without visions, Doc opens his eyes and stands, taking the bowl back to the altar. He looks down, a little surprised to find that the bowl is empty. He smiles as he puts the bowl back on the altar, knowing that someone would fill it.
(1/2)
#WIPSnips #WriteSky
December 7, 2025 at 10:37 PM
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symon-pude.bsky.social
What would your reaction be if you came back home after almost dying?
From my Spy Thriller #MasterWatch
#writer #WriteSky #WIPSnips
Only then, Egon remembered forgetting to lock the door. Like in a trance, he sat down on his bed. He stared at the wall, his mind empty. At once, the exhaustion hit him, his whole body turning into lead. The only sound in his ears was his pulse pounding through his head - it reminded of an engine driving a piston at full throttle. And just like an engine running out of fuel, his heart slowed down, until the sound was mostly gone, now replaced with an imaginary hum. Egon yawned. He had never felt so tired. All he wanted was to lie down and find out tomorrow that it all had been a dream. But he was too exhausted to lie down.
December 7, 2025 at 10:33 PM
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As fast as they’d come, the gannets were gone. The sea was smooth again, a shaft of light broke through the cloud. As Darach went on calling, ‘Gan-net! Gan-net!’ Sulaire crouched on the rock, spent and empty, as if her own totem had gone from her to the clan.
#WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky
papadjinn.bsky.social PapaDjinn is querying @papadjinn.bsky.social · 7h
Empty | Tok meets, and rescues, our good friend Aesus for the first time. The Zhaly is near dead, but he's a survivor deep down.
#WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #bvm #bipoc #amwriting #Fantasy #SFF
December 7, 2025 at 10:23 PM