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Jan Karlsson
@jangoeswriting.bsky.social
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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...
Jan Karlsson (@JanGoesWriting) - Wattpad
[Wattys 2021 Winner, Sci-Fi Category - "Foston Slacks - Time's Flies"] [Wattys 2024 Shortlist - "Foston Slacks - Good's Intentions"] [Watty...
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pkrt.bsky.social
Between sets, pan-galatic punks Peach Schnapps & the Poltergeists has their merch guy perform his #soliloquy on the benefits and joys of masturbation.
It is generally met with mixed reactions.
Except on Onan XXIII. Here, you can quite literally hear the sound of one hand clapping.

#vss365
December 9, 2025 at 12:15 AM
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akwilliams.bsky.social
From my queer romantic fantasy WIP ⚔️💖

Tfw a ghost catches you kissing your boyfriend
The color in Armand’s cheeks spread to his neck and ears. “That is, ah…my apologies. We did not mean any disrespect.” Vid could’ve melted into the ground and been happier five feet under than he was bearing witness to this conversation. As that was physiologically unlikely, he instead pressed the palm of his hand into his forehead and stared at the ground, grimacing. “You misunderstand me. Passion isn’t a bad thing; passion leads to realization and to exaltation of our Lord. It must be tempered rationally, as all things must be, but it can bear great fruits.” Veilwalker Khasi took a few steps toward Armand and extended her ethereal arm. “Now, may I see your hand? I will imbue a portion of spirit into your conduit that you may call upon. I do my utmost to assist my channelers, but you will be, at present, my fourth. At times, the spiritual threads tangle.”
December 9, 2025 at 12:13 AM
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sakuramazaki.bsky.social
#WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #IdolHearts #empty
Skylar followed all her steps through the building, and asked her co-workers if they saw it, but no one had. She made it back to her desk and flopped into the chair. "Sky!" Daniel rushed towards her, and she perked up. "Did you find it?" "Uh... Yes." Her eyes went straight to his empty hands. "Where is it?" "About that..." Daniel pointed at her boss' office. Her eyes widened. "Why would she have it?" "Maybe she picked it up somewhere?" Daniel cringed as he suggested it. He knew it was unlikely she, of all people, would bother to pick something up without a real reason. "Right..." Skylar's office phone rang. "Hello?" "Come to my office," Patricia said and hung up. Phone still in hand, Skylar looked up at Daniel. "Any chance this is something good?" "Only one way to find out. And if you keep her waiting, whatever it is will get worse." Skylar tossed her phone onto her desk – which Daniel fixed – and headed for Patricia's office. "Mrs. Kyle?" She knocked on her door. "Enter," Patricia called out from behind her desk, and Skylar came in. "Have a seat."
December 9, 2025 at 12:12 AM
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ha-ok.bsky.social
The hermit makes of the days what the heart speaks in #soliloquy. He does not rue the solitude. It is a country of many leagues all his. His peace is as deep as his erudition. His existence is a wilderness where beasts roam free. You will not pry him from it. He is too long in its hold.
#vss365
December 8, 2025 at 11:24 PM
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darkerview.bsky.social
#vss365
I sometimes wonder just how long you could endure, if I let my lips write their own #sililoque upon the canvas of your soul.

Silent words burnt in passion upon your writhing flesh.

No quarter asked or given, just the incessant torture of unrelenting pleasure.

Ferociously inflicted..
December 8, 2025 at 11:24 PM
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allysonjoule.bsky.social
I never
want you
to be alone,
left wandering
through the
chambers of your
own soliloquy.
Let my voice
meet yours in
the quiet places,
a presence to
soften the echo
of every fear.
Stay near me
in the hush
between
heartbeats.
I will always
choose to stand
beside you.

#vss365 #poetry #soliloquy
December 8, 2025 at 11:22 PM
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authorpjm.bsky.social
"Alas poor Bren, I knew him well. He made a gud sandwich once n' a while." I heard Riz say:
"What are you doing?"
"Jus practisin ma #soliloguy fer wen ya crop it."
"If I die all you're going to praise me for is a sandwich?"
"It waz a really gud sandwich."
#vss365 #riztherogue
December 8, 2025 at 10:57 PM
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authorpjm.bsky.social
Under the trees gaze
A silent #soliloquy
Sways all the flowers
#vss365 #haiku
December 8, 2025 at 10:50 PM
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gemma77.bsky.social
my #soliloquy
my lone voice baring issues
before my world knows

#vss365 #haiku
December 8, 2025 at 10:38 PM
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violadawnauthor00.bsky.social
“He talks to himself. He’s mad. Why can’t he just be normal…bla bla bla.”

Well, if he needs to be alone in order to speak to someone intelligent…that’s not his fault. You don’t have to listen you know. It’s actually very rude to interrupt someone’s soliloquy. You are not needed! Hmmph!

#vss365
December 8, 2025 at 10:35 PM
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therealsir.bsky.social
We mouthed suffocating #soliloquys
Deaths-head dreams
Sprouting silently from our lips
Assuming sanguine sobriquets -
Nightshade nom-de-plume's
Rich and earthy as worm food
Our songs spun as spider-silk
Sung in bone-white moonlight

#vss365
December 8, 2025 at 10:31 PM
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chrisandprose.bsky.social
My mothers voice,
A broken soliloquy
I’m Late again
#vss365
December 8, 2025 at 10:27 PM
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carolinampereira.bsky.social
More show jumping

English on alt

#WIPSnip #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
A radio voice echoed through the loudspeakers, announcing the start of the competition. After the ceremonies, the first pair took the track. A sixteen-year-old girl riding a dappled gray horse of the same age. The background noise of crossed conversations was replaced by an observant silence. Some people leaned forward. Others leaned back, following the horse with their heads. At the obstacle next to the SUV, a hoof knocked down a bar, adding four penalty points that remained until the end of the course. It wasn't going to be an easy one. The pairs passed through the arena and the names were added to the classification table. After jumping the last obstacle, a round of applause followed, which everyone religiously respected. It was obvious who in the stands was cheering for whom. Competitiveness dethroned elegance from time to time.
December 8, 2025 at 11:00 PM
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gildedfrost.bsky.social
is it cheating if i just reference the fourth hokage (minato)? 😅

#wipsnips #naruto
He spends little time there today, but takes the opportunity to walk towards the nearby trees and take a few steps into the woods. The woods themselves have history, but the trees at the edge were planted with intent. Why would a village surrounded by trees need any more? Knowledge, Minato had taught him as they took the time to plant saplings together. A village must know to utilize its resources and give back to nature what it receives. Knowing that a tree will grow with proper care is one thing; learning through cultivating it oneself cements the details in a student's mind and prompts curiosity. Kakashi may not be a botanist, but he will not overlook those who understand the soil, the insects, and the overall environment, nor does he take for granted the wealth of resources and the layout of the land.
December 8, 2025 at 11:26 PM
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audryt.bsky.social
With a metallic shriek the shade ripped off. #Four figures peered down at us. I recognized Gun, whose eyes were drained of color.

"I remember you. You're the pissy one," I said.

"And you're the one who can't win a fight," he hissed.

"Don't let him provoke you," Abrams warned. #wip #wipsnips
December 8, 2025 at 10:24 PM
jangoeswriting.bsky.social
Day twenty-four of ‘Reign, Dear’ is posted!

Many, many plans are afoot, some of them may work, or not … Let’s face it, these aren’t master strategists at work here …

Continuing the Festivus tale, basically a #Christmas story.

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Reign, Dear - Jan Karlsson - Wattpad
Festivus time is here! By golly! After an avoidably unfortunate incident involving an unnecessarily large cat, with an odd way of choosing its prey, a lazy ogr...
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December 8, 2025 at 10:34 PM
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zandergrimm.bsky.social
The Butcher of Titan was an absolutely nutty bastard. He loved to accompany his hacking and slicing of wayward intergalactic travelers with a long-winded, jaunty #soliloquy.

#vss365 #horror
December 8, 2025 at 10:19 PM
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pruepaimon.bsky.social
What You Didn’t Hear

There was a #soliloquy
caught behind my breath
a confession rehearsed
but unspoken…
#poetry #vss365
What You Didn’t Hear There was a #soliloquy caught behind my breath a confession rehearsed but unspoken. I whispered whole galaxies into the hollow of the void, named each star after a truth that I was too afraid would burn out before it was understood. What you didn’t hear was the fear the way my quiet was not absence but overflow, a galaxy too fragile for the brightness of day waiting for the moon to rise.
December 8, 2025 at 9:48 PM
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elvisdylan.bsky.social
#vss365 #soliloquy #KidsJournal

Today, mommy and daddy were talking about some writer. I think his name was Shakebeard. And they were talking about something he wrote called a silly key. It really sounded silly too. The part I remember was, “Tubie or not tubie.” That’s really silly. I like it.
December 8, 2025 at 9:46 PM
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tmshannonauthor.com
"So who's is the better #soliloquy, Hamlet or MacBeth?"

"It's hard to rate, because where Hamlet is contemplating letting go of his issues or pursuing them via revenge, where MacBeth is absolutely nihilistic, his milk of human kindness now soured."

#vss365
#WritingCommunity
#ReaderSky
#BookSky
sanjar.bsky.social Sanya (#vss365 host Dec 1-15) @sanjar.bsky.social · 18h
From scraps of silence trembling beside sudden bursts of thought, a story we have long feared begins to gather. Farewell to the hesitant preludes! Make a place for a raw soliloquy. What was stifled has finally found the ribs to break through.

#vss365 #prompt December 8 #soliloquy #art ~ Lily
December 8, 2025 at 9:24 PM
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sabrinamars.bsky.social
#WIPSnips F O U R ✨

Midwest magical girl dances with a prince for the first time ⭐

#writingcommunity #wip #writesky
A dark ballroom with lighted chandeliers hanging from the ceiling with a snippet of text over it. The text reads: Then he stepped forward, sliding his hand to her waist, making her freeze. He took her other hand in his and pulled her to him. His warmth enveloped her, the scent of sage being the only thing she inhaled when she sucked in a breath at the movement. “It’s not hard,” he said, not breaking her gaze. “Right, back, left, up. Four things, that’s it.” Kassidy had to tilt her head back, but that only angled her so they could share breath again. She couldn’t help the small smile break through: Riodin Hawthorne was teaching her to dance. “I can do four things.” It made her heart pound when he grinned back at her. “Try it, then.”
December 8, 2025 at 9:32 PM
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leeheffer.bsky.social
#WIPSnips
Childhood in the Age of Neglect
December 8, 2025 at 9:23 PM
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butterflyonawheel.bsky.social
#WIPSnips | fourth

From The Stardust of Failure, Chapter Three:
Walk in Darkness sold more than twelve million copies, which meant another cascade of money into my new husband’s bank account, but I was past giving a damn as to who outsold whom and which band got awarded what. Transit of Mercury was on track to sell another three million copies, making it the fourth-best seller of the year behind Taylor Swift and Susan Boyle, and that meant enough money to keep [Redacted] alive.
December 8, 2025 at 9:23 PM
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drcfxtina.bsky.social
Surprised to be able to offer a snip for this 🤣 #WIPSnips #OFMDfanfic
“We’re doing everything you want that day,” Ed says. “Including going to the Eiffel Tower. If you insist.” He rolls his eyes fondly, but Stede can detect an excited gleam. “Oh, you don’t need to make a fuss,” Stede says. “No one ever has…” “Unacceptable. Prepare for a huge fuss, Stede Bartholomew Bonnet.” “Alright,” Stede says, chuckling. “As long as we can make a fuss for yours. What day is it?” “November the fourth” “I will mark that day in my calendar to make sure it’s cleared for fussing, then.”
December 8, 2025 at 9:10 PM