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Author Kris Julian (She/Her)
@authorkrisjulian.com
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Romantasy reader and writer. Obsessed with my cats and collector of dragons and rubber ducks. Book 1 coming 2026. #Romancelandia ANTI-AI

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Love when past me treats future me and surprise book mail arrives. Can't wait to dive into this @evaleigh.bsky.social!

#Romancelandia 💙📚
A blue and gold book titled the Sea Witch by Eva Leigh sits on a brown postage envelope
August 27, 2025 at 11:26 PM
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To be a sleeping cat without a care in the world.
A very fluffy brown cat with white socks sleeps sprawled out on red bedsheets
August 13, 2025 at 3:45 AM
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Ironic, as a writer, to not have the words to describe this video outside my airplane window as anything other than breathtaking.
A blue sky outside of an airplane window mixes with an endless landscape of white, fluffy clouds. A blue sky outside of an airplane window mixes with an endless landscape of white, fluffy clouds.
August 12, 2025 at 1:52 AM
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She has claimed her blankets. Queen of blankets.
A brown cat with a very fuzzy tail and a white tipped paw is laying outstretched on a pile of blankets on top of a brown couch. A pink pillow sits against the back of the couch.
August 1, 2025 at 1:22 AM
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After a busy weekend where she didn't get a lot of love, she's spent the last 15 minutes yelling at me. Which is usually annoying but today it just makes me laugh at how much a creature of habit she is.
A cat with a bib of white fur on her chest, white socks on her paws, and overall brown and black coloring on the rest of her body, sits on a tan wood floor with her tail curved behind her. Her face clearly expresses disapproval,
July 29, 2025 at 8:28 PM
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The easiest way to get me to buy your book? Put baby dragons in it.
A brightly colored book rests against a brown, covered in cat fur because summer and shedding, couch. The book is The Baby Dragon Cafe by A.T Queresh
July 3, 2025 at 12:17 AM
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Writer right of passage achieved! Received my first query rejection today. 💪
#BookSky #Romancelandia
A screenshot with white text on a black background reads Dear Christine Thank you for approaching me about your novel (title is blacked out and unreadable). I am sorry to say that after reading your material with interest, I have decided not to offer you representation. There was lots that I liked in your pitch letter but I'm afraid I just didn't feel strongly enough about these pages to think that I would be the best advocate for your work. I hope you find an agent who feels differently and wish you the best of luck with your other submissions. Best wishes.
May 21, 2025 at 10:59 PM
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I'm off to the query trenches. My gift to myself for hitting this milestone was to splurge on @zoeydraven.bsky.social's Horde Kings of Dakkar series special editions. They arrived today and they're SO PRETTY 😍 #Romancelandia #AmWriting
May 20, 2025 at 7:42 PM
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I haven't posted here in a while. Have some chocolate covered strawberries from the chocolate fest I went to today!
A tray of chocolate covered strawberries sits on a cream colored table. Next to them, to the left, sits a tray of chocolate covered cheesecake on a stick and chocolate covered bananas.
May 18, 2025 at 1:22 AM
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#WIPSnips #Ring #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
An excerpt from my WIP reads: “Xander wants us to meet him in the kitchens instead of the training ring.” Kiernan informed her as they left Master Teakwood’s training facilities and Claire glanced at him. “How do you know? Some sort of telepathy thing?” Kiernan laughed. “Yes, some sort of telepathy thing as you called it. Besides, it’s been hours since breakfast and I’m hungry. Two birds, one stone.” Claire’s mouth twitched as they made their way back to the castle. “The amount of food I saw you eat at breakfast; how can you possibly be hungry?” “I don’t know. I just am.” He grinned at her as they stepped into the warmth of the castle kitchens.
March 3, 2025 at 4:22 PM
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#ScribbledSheroes 3 'Voices" #writingcommunity #writingprompts #writers
An excerpt from my WIP reads: "Claire couldn’t think straight. Voices buzzed in her mind, drowning out Kiernan’s voice as he called for a healer, his hold on her gentle as he strode into a small room and deposited her on a bed. Snatches of errant thoughts from others crowded in her head, at war with the crushing realization her former master had discovered her. Her skin crawled as warmth built and grew across her flesh. The iron bands around her wrists began to glow red hot as the metal heated in response. With each heartbeat, heat surged, pushing against unseen bonds meant to keep it contained until she was sobbing, clawing at her head as the pressure built."
March 3, 2025 at 4:05 PM
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#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #AmWriting #Pitch #WIPSnips
An excerpt from my work in progress reads: “Hey, it’s fine.” Her expression softening Ori reached out and gently touched Claire’s hand, ignoring the way Claire stiffened before pulling her hand back out of reach. “You’ve been through a lot. You’re in Eldoria, that much is true. My name is Ori, I never lied about that, and this big guy here-” She gestured to the panther-like creature, now sprawled out in front of the fire and licking his pitch-black fur with a long, pink tongue, “Is Voshi. He’s a Solvag, or rather, Fire Cat, if you will. He’s a mix of guardian and pet.” “Guardian?” Claire’s brow furrowed. “Yes.” Ori nodded with a wry expression. “I’m not just an ordinary girl, and Voshi was Mama and Papa’s compromise for me having a bodyguard all the time.” “Bodyguard.” Claire replied with an expression of disbelief. “Are you royalty?” She had meant it in jest, but part of her realized Ori likely was.
February 13, 2025 at 5:45 PM
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Don't have super, so synonym of incredible will have to do.

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An excerpt from my work in progress reads: “Good!” Storm crowed approvingly as Claire successfully not only kept the queen out of her head, her shields titanium strong, but managed to turn it around and get past the weakest of Storm’s own shields. She would never be strong enough to get completely through Storm’s, but she didn’t need to be. Shielding her own mind was paramount, and she had made incredible progress over the past several weeks. Autumn had turned to winter, though the snow had yet to make an appearance, and Claire had settled in well, finding her feet and her place in Eldoria. She was beginning to find her way with Kiernan, and even her relationship with her mother was tentatively moving forward.
February 10, 2025 at 4:50 PM
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I don't have pearl, so jewelry is going to have to suffice.

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An excerpt from my Work in Progress reads: For long moments, the clearing inside the stone circle was quiet as Ori studied the jewelry, save for the chirping of a few early birds. “Well?” Claire asked, aware that with each passing minute, the greater chance she had of her absence being noticed. “What about it? Is it like the other one?” Ori nodded, her expression carefully blank and golden eyes hinting at knowledge she wasn’t ready to share as she handed the necklace back, the ruby glinting in the early morning sun. “It is. I have to go.” “Wait, that’s it?” Claire’s heart pounded at Ori’s admission. “I don’t understand. If you’ve seen it before, how does it help me find my mother?” Ori shook her head, stepping back into the circle of smoldering flames. “I apologize Claire. I don’t have the answers you’re looking for. I urge you, don’t give up hope. Fate works in mysterious ways.”
February 7, 2025 at 3:31 PM
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#AmWriting #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WIPSnips #Ground
An excerpt from my work in progress reads: She continued to struggle, kicking and fighting against his hold as he carried her toward the forest, desperate to free herself. She couldn’t let him do this. She had made it this far. She wouldn’t let Liam take her back to the horror of her childhood. Abruptly, one of her feet connected between his legs, and with a roar of anger and pain, Liam dropped her. Landing on the hard ground with a grunt of pain, Claire scrambled to her feet and took off running deeper into the forest. Fear rushing through her, she ran, heedless of the branches whipping across her cheeks and rain pouring down, obscuring her vision. Keep going. Keep going. Keep going. The same voice from earlier chanted in her mind. Dodging and weaving around bushes and trees, she pushed on, the heavy pounding of footsteps behind her letting her know her antics hadn’t put Liam out of commission for long.
February 6, 2025 at 3:14 PM
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#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips #Kitchen
An excerpt from my WIP reads: Claire sat at the kitchen table, a candle in front of her providing the only illumination in the dark kitchen. She didn’t know which was worse: her exhaustion or her hunger. It was the middle of the night and she had finally just finished polishing the silver. As ordered by Mrs. Murphy, she had worked straight through dinner, though she was grateful to Aislin for setting aside some bread and cheese for her. It wasn’t much, but she appreciated it. If she could bring herself to eat it before she fell asleep right here at the table.
February 4, 2025 at 4:05 PM
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingPrompts #WritingComunity #Shadow
An excerpt from my WIP reads: 'What do we have here?" A shadow fell over her and Claire glanced up, her mouth thinning as she realized Liam was standing over her, a bottle of alcohol already dangling from one of his hands. "Liam." She greeted him curtly before resuming her task. "What can I do for you?" "Aw don't be like that. No friendly greeting for your boss?" He pouted dramatically and she sighed internally. It wasn't even noon and he was already drinking. She shouldn't have been surprised. She'd been lucky these past couple of years and avoided his advanced. They had started small at first. Crude comments here and there. Lecherous looks. Off-color jokes. But over time, he had grown bold, and she wondered how long her luck would hold.
February 3, 2025 at 6:54 PM
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I have a floofy belly trap too!
A very fluffy brown and white cat sleeps with her belly exposed on a brown couch. Next to her a white blanket remains folded.
February 1, 2025 at 3:29 PM
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#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips #Bake
An excerpt from my WIP reads: Sucking in a breath, she knew the next part was going to hurt. To finish what she had started, she needed to return to her physical body. Which meant returning to Brendan’s torture and pain. Praying for strength, she dove back into the inky blackness. As she slammed back into consciousness, it took nearly all she had not to scream. Her plan, half-baked as it was, relied on silence. Reaching into that well of magic, that comforting warmth still remained and she gave a gentle, subtle tug on the chains.
January 31, 2025 at 3:30 PM
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Authors, post something related to your last publication or WIP without context.
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January 25, 2025 at 11:55 PM
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Fajita, the open radiator is not a bed. I need to put water in there to stop the constant static shock that is my life right now.
A brown and black tabby cat with bright green eyes stares at the camera. She is sitting like a loaf on the silver water tray inside a radiator case with the white lid propped open.
January 25, 2025 at 11:00 PM
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How about NO.
A screenshot of an email alerting me thay Gemini on web, Samsung's AI, has been enabled. It provides an explanation of what it is and how to turn it off.
January 24, 2025 at 7:29 PM
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Closest I can get is 'bucket'. 😅 #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
A snippet from my WIP reads "Bucket after bucket of water passed through Claire’s hands from the well as she did her part to try and help put the flames out but it was no use, and eventually, the crowd simply stopped, watching helplessly as the manor burned. Claire stood there, shivering in the rain that began to fall, her mind reeling. Where would she go now? For six years, she had survived on her own, two years here at the Worthame Estate. She had allowed herself to believe that maybe, just maybe, it was all over and she could live in peace. But now the manor was a flaming pile of ruin. And the voice that had woken her…. with a jolt, she realized it was the same voice that belonged to her raven. She began to shake, staring at the flames. Two years. For two years, she had allowed herself to become complacent. For two years, she had believed she would be able to leave on her own terms. And in an instant, that was gone. Evaporated."
January 24, 2025 at 5:11 PM
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#Party
An excerpt from my work in progress reads: “If you want it to be. Some don’t choose to use the word mates until they have a marriage ceremony. Others use it to refer to a serious, committed relationship neither party sees ending anytime soon.” He met her gaze as he stroked her hair. “I would be proud to be known as your mate.” “But I don’t want to get married. Not yet anyway.” “Not yet?” Kiernan’s brow rose. “Does that mean you want to marry me?” “Someday…yes.” She admitted, her cheeks turning red again. “I think so. But I want to live. I want to figure out what I want my life to look like. I’ve only begun to truly be able to live life on my terms. I’m not ready to settle down in marriage.”
January 23, 2025 at 2:30 PM
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#Wild

Can't go wrong with a cute scene between lovers!
An excerpt from my work in progress reads: Cheers and whistles erupted around them and Claire jumped, blushing at the crowd’s wild approval of her and Kiernan’s public display of affection. Kiernan broke the kiss, and were it not for the way his heart pounded under her hand, Claire would have thought him unaffected the way he stood there, his gaze never leaving her face. You danced beautifully. He whispered in her mind, sweeping her into the beginnings of another dance as couples streamed onto the dance floor in time with the orchestra launching into another tune.
January 22, 2025 at 5:57 PM