ShyGuySamurai

I am torn between rewriting Nagan or rewrite it after I finish the whole Broken Time Series.
          	
          	On one hand, lore in Nagan doesn’t match the rest of the series. Either that, or I can’t add the lore I want because I need to rewrite the first book for it to make sense. But if I rewrite Nagan now, it’s going to delay the final book for quite a long time.
          	
          	Thoughts? Suggestions? Preferences?

leorastars

Add a note to mention the lore your adding in and when you rewrite it you can do it in parts
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leorastars

Finish please!!! 
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LeonaBillings

Hi,I was wondering if you would be willing to read what I have thus far on the story I am working on. I would like to get some criticism and thoughts to think about as I finish the first draft.

ShyGuySamurai

@LeonaBillings Ahh sorry, I’m quite swamped with classes currently. Although, if you’re ready to start receiving critiques and feedback on your writing, I’d recommend joining a writing community.
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Johnvin_7

ShyGuySamurai

Last I heard, vote trading is against Wattpad guidelines. No thanks, I don’t feel like getting banned.
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ShyGuySamurai

I am torn between rewriting Nagan or rewrite it after I finish the whole Broken Time Series.
          
          On one hand, lore in Nagan doesn’t match the rest of the series. Either that, or I can’t add the lore I want because I need to rewrite the first book for it to make sense. But if I rewrite Nagan now, it’s going to delay the final book for quite a long time.
          
          Thoughts? Suggestions? Preferences?

leorastars

Add a note to mention the lore your adding in and when you rewrite it you can do it in parts
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leorastars

Finish please!!! 
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ShyGuySamurai

But Carvolier was no longer his home, and he was growing tired of the Council of Thirds.
          
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          The words froze Master Dagmire where he stood. He had been at war long enough to know when he shouldn’t have his back to something in the room. Every nerve in his body screamed that there was something dangerous behind him. As a visceral reaction, he twisted around, only to be met with something he never thought he would be faced with himself: the eyes of a snake.
          
          This was not the boy he taught all those years ago.
          
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          One day till

ShyGuySamurai

He continued rising through the ranks, fighting for the day peace could reign at last.
          
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          Qentor laid a comforting hand on Nagan’s shoulder, giving it a small squeeze.
          
          “Meixong isn’t keeping you here. No one will oppose them if they release you.”
          
          “This is my war. I should finish what I started,” Nagan said, the fatigue he felt seeping into his voice. “What happens once this war is over, I don’t know, but I guess I’ll figure that out when the time comes. Until then, it's best I stay here.”
          
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          Two days till

ShyGuySamurai

Two years had passed since that fateful day; the day that firmly marked the end of his youth.
          
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          “I guess what I’m trying to say is that I think we should go back. My mother has been sending me letters, asking me to come home—asking us to come home—and I think it’s time we start adjusting back to normal life.”
          
          “Back to normal?” Nagan asked incredulously. “Az, you know we can’t just—go back. We’ve already seen too much.”
          
          “I know, but I mean, don’t you think we’ve served enough?”
          
          “We’ve just lost Laurow, and we’re losing Hecatite as we speak!”
          
          “We lost our childhood for this!” Az scowled. “I think the Council has taken enough from us!”
          
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          Three days till

ShyGuySamurai

Who knew each side had a secret?
          
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          Oddly close to the head of the table sat a familiar head of golden blond. His hair had been cut short, a far cry from what it used to be in his youth, and a few stray scars scattered across his bronze skin. Age and war had erased all traces of baby fat from his cheeks, leaving behind a sharp jaw and sharper eyes. With those eyes, he leveled those around the table as if he dared anyone to question why he was there.
          
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          Four days till

ShyGuySamurai

Fair warning, I'm planning on doing a bit of late spring cleaning on this profile, unpublishing a few books that haven't been updated in a while. Read them while you can (if you want), and I won't remove anything until May 19 to give you guys time.
          
          Books at risk of being unpublished:
          
          Silver Soul, Heart of Gold
          Forgotten | Broken Time Series: Before (but this book is the most likely to return later on)
          Exile's Lullaby
          Halp.