Lise Lyng Falkenberg
@lise-falkenberg.bsky.social
Published author of 20+ works, mostly magic realism novels / short stories + the odd celeb bio, PhD in Literature, PhD in Cultural Studies, Peter Pan expert, art/movie critic, descendant of the real captain of The Flying Dutchman.
Day 11: “The moon was huge and full in the sky. The cool eyes saw clearly in the darkness and nostrils of the snout were flared in an attempt to catch the scent of something living.”
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December 12, 2025 at 12:56 PM
Day 11: “The moon was huge and full in the sky. The cool eyes saw clearly in the darkness and nostrils of the snout were flared in an attempt to catch the scent of something living.”
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Day 10: “Finally he saw the number six. It was welded into the pipe with Roman numerals. Next to it was the keyboard.”
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December 12, 2025 at 12:52 PM
Day 10: “Finally he saw the number six. It was welded into the pipe with Roman numerals. Next to it was the keyboard.”
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Day 9: “The drummer Alan probably didn’t care, as he was always totally spaced out on some kind of designer drug.”
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
December 9, 2025 at 12:59 PM
Day 9: “The drummer Alan probably didn’t care, as he was always totally spaced out on some kind of designer drug.”
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Day 8: “The night porter was fast as. They slipped past him and into the small, shabby lift, which creaked and groaned as it took them to the fourth floor.”
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December 9, 2025 at 12:56 PM
Day 8: “The night porter was fast as. They slipped past him and into the small, shabby lift, which creaked and groaned as it took them to the fourth floor.”
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
Day 7: “Ian didn’t know if he could trust Max, because from Ian’s perspective there was no floor, only the neon blue pyramid floating freely in an empty, black space.”
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December 8, 2025 at 1:13 PM
Day 7: “Ian didn’t know if he could trust Max, because from Ian’s perspective there was no floor, only the neon blue pyramid floating freely in an empty, black space.”
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Day 5: “Eric ran his fingers trough his black, oily hair that look like plastic even more so on the screen than in real life.”
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
December 8, 2025 at 1:05 PM
Day 5: “Eric ran his fingers trough his black, oily hair that look like plastic even more so on the screen than in real life.”
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Day 4: “in the city, the picturesque temples nestle beneath skyscrapers and smog, insisting on beauty and tradition amidst the modern, sterile life, like a kiss from the past to the future.”
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December 4, 2025 at 12:47 PM
Day 4: “in the city, the picturesque temples nestle beneath skyscrapers and smog, insisting on beauty and tradition amidst the modern, sterile life, like a kiss from the past to the future.”
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Day 1: “And how do you define a sign?” “Aliquid stat pro aliquo.” “Exactly,man,” said Max. “Something that stands for something else, but I belong to the logical, pragmatic school, so I have to add ‘for someone’.”
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
December 4, 2025 at 12:40 PM
Day 1: “And how do you define a sign?” “Aliquid stat pro aliquo.” “Exactly,man,” said Max. “Something that stands for something else, but I belong to the logical, pragmatic school, so I have to add ‘for someone’.”
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Day 1: “And how do you define a sign?” “A liquid stat pro aliquo.” “Exactly,man,” Max said, “Something that stands for something else, but I belong to the pragmatic, logical school, so I have to add ‘for someone’.”
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
December 4, 2025 at 12:38 PM
Day 1: “And how do you define a sign?” “A liquid stat pro aliquo.” “Exactly,man,” Max said, “Something that stands for something else, but I belong to the pragmatic, logical school, so I have to add ‘for someone’.”
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Magic Days Festival in my hometown Odense, Denmark.
October 18, 2025 at 12:57 PM
Magic Days Festival in my hometown Odense, Denmark.
Day 24: leave #WIPSnips
“The painting transformed the storks into terrifying, surreal monsters with murderous looks in their bloodshot eyes, keen claws and razor-sharp beaks, threatening to leave the canvas and tear their spectators apart.”
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“The painting transformed the storks into terrifying, surreal monsters with murderous looks in their bloodshot eyes, keen claws and razor-sharp beaks, threatening to leave the canvas and tear their spectators apart.”
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September 24, 2025 at 5:40 PM
Day 24: leave #WIPSnips
“The painting transformed the storks into terrifying, surreal monsters with murderous looks in their bloodshot eyes, keen claws and razor-sharp beaks, threatening to leave the canvas and tear their spectators apart.”
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“The painting transformed the storks into terrifying, surreal monsters with murderous looks in their bloodshot eyes, keen claws and razor-sharp beaks, threatening to leave the canvas and tear their spectators apart.”
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Day 19: yard #WriteSky
“Excuse me, but did you just say that you can bring the dead back to life?” Ian asked, stopping in the yard that they had reached.
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“Excuse me, but did you just say that you can bring the dead back to life?” Ian asked, stopping in the yard that they had reached.
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September 19, 2025 at 6:54 PM
Day 19: yard #WriteSky
“Excuse me, but did you just say that you can bring the dead back to life?” Ian asked, stopping in the yard that they had reached.
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“Excuse me, but did you just say that you can bring the dead back to life?” Ian asked, stopping in the yard that they had reached.
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Day 18: red #WriteSky
“Ian could make out a short man with a red cap waving him inside. Ian was glad that he himself wasn’t tall either, because when the burial mound closed behind him, he could barely stand upright.”
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“Ian could make out a short man with a red cap waving him inside. Ian was glad that he himself wasn’t tall either, because when the burial mound closed behind him, he could barely stand upright.”
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September 19, 2025 at 6:49 PM
Day 18: red #WriteSky
“Ian could make out a short man with a red cap waving him inside. Ian was glad that he himself wasn’t tall either, because when the burial mound closed behind him, he could barely stand upright.”
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“Ian could make out a short man with a red cap waving him inside. Ian was glad that he himself wasn’t tall either, because when the burial mound closed behind him, he could barely stand upright.”
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Day 17: difference #WriteSky
“No one cared about the hybrids because humans were not clever enough to understand the difference between hybrids and the original inhabitants. They simply believed that both were figments of the imagination.”
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“No one cared about the hybrids because humans were not clever enough to understand the difference between hybrids and the original inhabitants. They simply believed that both were figments of the imagination.”
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September 19, 2025 at 6:42 PM
Day 17: difference #WriteSky
“No one cared about the hybrids because humans were not clever enough to understand the difference between hybrids and the original inhabitants. They simply believed that both were figments of the imagination.”
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“No one cared about the hybrids because humans were not clever enough to understand the difference between hybrids and the original inhabitants. They simply believed that both were figments of the imagination.”
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Day 15: other #WriteSky
“The newspaper was full of fait-divers. Elderly man strangled in his hearing aid cord. North Sea fishermen caught Jersey cow in their net. Police chief kills his wife. Burglars scared away by other burglar.”
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“The newspaper was full of fait-divers. Elderly man strangled in his hearing aid cord. North Sea fishermen caught Jersey cow in their net. Police chief kills his wife. Burglars scared away by other burglar.”
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September 15, 2025 at 6:14 PM
Day 15: other #WriteSky
“The newspaper was full of fait-divers. Elderly man strangled in his hearing aid cord. North Sea fishermen caught Jersey cow in their net. Police chief kills his wife. Burglars scared away by other burglar.”
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“The newspaper was full of fait-divers. Elderly man strangled in his hearing aid cord. North Sea fishermen caught Jersey cow in their net. Police chief kills his wife. Burglars scared away by other burglar.”
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Day 13: pocket #WIPSnips
“He fished his reading glasses out of his breast pocket and began to leaf through his diary. There was a lot of stuff in it, not just about UFO sightings but all sorts of strange things he had experienced.”
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“He fished his reading glasses out of his breast pocket and began to leaf through his diary. There was a lot of stuff in it, not just about UFO sightings but all sorts of strange things he had experienced.”
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September 15, 2025 at 9:56 AM
Day 13: pocket #WIPSnips
“He fished his reading glasses out of his breast pocket and began to leaf through his diary. There was a lot of stuff in it, not just about UFO sightings but all sorts of strange things he had experienced.”
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“He fished his reading glasses out of his breast pocket and began to leaf through his diary. There was a lot of stuff in it, not just about UFO sightings but all sorts of strange things he had experienced.”
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Day 12: worst #WIPSnips
“Ian knew now that death wasn’t the worst. The worst was waking up from death and discovering that you were immortal and a killer.”
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“Ian knew now that death wasn’t the worst. The worst was waking up from death and discovering that you were immortal and a killer.”
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September 12, 2025 at 3:23 PM
Day 12: worst #WIPSnips
“Ian knew now that death wasn’t the worst. The worst was waking up from death and discovering that you were immortal and a killer.”
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“Ian knew now that death wasn’t the worst. The worst was waking up from death and discovering that you were immortal and a killer.”
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Day 11: half #WIPSnips
“Half unconscious, Ian tried to grab on to the sides of the grave, to dig his hands and his nails into the cold soil so he wouldn’t fall all the way down to the bottom, but in vain.”
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“Half unconscious, Ian tried to grab on to the sides of the grave, to dig his hands and his nails into the cold soil so he wouldn’t fall all the way down to the bottom, but in vain.”
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September 11, 2025 at 11:02 AM
Day 11: half #WIPSnips
“Half unconscious, Ian tried to grab on to the sides of the grave, to dig his hands and his nails into the cold soil so he wouldn’t fall all the way down to the bottom, but in vain.”
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“Half unconscious, Ian tried to grab on to the sides of the grave, to dig his hands and his nails into the cold soil so he wouldn’t fall all the way down to the bottom, but in vain.”
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Day 10: outside #WIPSnips
“Ian looked out the window but it was dark outside, so all he could see were the illuminated airplanes and the waning moon. No UFOs. It made him shiver.”
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“Ian looked out the window but it was dark outside, so all he could see were the illuminated airplanes and the waning moon. No UFOs. It made him shiver.”
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September 11, 2025 at 10:53 AM
Day 10: outside #WIPSnips
“Ian looked out the window but it was dark outside, so all he could see were the illuminated airplanes and the waning moon. No UFOs. It made him shiver.”
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“Ian looked out the window but it was dark outside, so all he could see were the illuminated airplanes and the waning moon. No UFOs. It made him shiver.”
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Day 8: ability #WIPSnips
“ Tim suspected that Ian was so robust because he was born with abilities that were not entirely common, whereas Tim himself had probably been infected with his abilities by Eric.”
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“ Tim suspected that Ian was so robust because he was born with abilities that were not entirely common, whereas Tim himself had probably been infected with his abilities by Eric.”
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September 11, 2025 at 10:41 AM
Day 8: ability #WIPSnips
“ Tim suspected that Ian was so robust because he was born with abilities that were not entirely common, whereas Tim himself had probably been infected with his abilities by Eric.”
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“ Tim suspected that Ian was so robust because he was born with abilities that were not entirely common, whereas Tim himself had probably been infected with his abilities by Eric.”
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Day 7: nowhere #WIPSnips
“ When they checked out of the hotel Friday morning, Demian was nowhere to be seen. He had vanished into thin air as if he had never been there, which was quite fitting, somehow.”
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“ When they checked out of the hotel Friday morning, Demian was nowhere to be seen. He had vanished into thin air as if he had never been there, which was quite fitting, somehow.”
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September 7, 2025 at 8:16 PM
Day 7: nowhere #WIPSnips
“ When they checked out of the hotel Friday morning, Demian was nowhere to be seen. He had vanished into thin air as if he had never been there, which was quite fitting, somehow.”
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“ When they checked out of the hotel Friday morning, Demian was nowhere to be seen. He had vanished into thin air as if he had never been there, which was quite fitting, somehow.”
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Day 6: Dust #WipSnips
“I stood in white wing dust until the stars appeared and the Earth came to an end in the flow from a comet.”
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“I stood in white wing dust until the stars appeared and the Earth came to an end in the flow from a comet.”
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September 7, 2025 at 8:10 PM
Day 6: Dust #WipSnips
“I stood in white wing dust until the stars appeared and the Earth came to an end in the flow from a comet.”
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“I stood in white wing dust until the stars appeared and the Earth came to an end in the flow from a comet.”
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Day 5 - event
“He thought about the events of the last few days, which wouldn’t really fit together and make sense. He had been robbed of essential illustrations, but he had not come one step closer to successfully completing his mission.
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“He thought about the events of the last few days, which wouldn’t really fit together and make sense. He had been robbed of essential illustrations, but he had not come one step closer to successfully completing his mission.
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September 5, 2025 at 5:38 PM
Day 5 - event
“He thought about the events of the last few days, which wouldn’t really fit together and make sense. He had been robbed of essential illustrations, but he had not come one step closer to successfully completing his mission.
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“He thought about the events of the last few days, which wouldn’t really fit together and make sense. He had been robbed of essential illustrations, but he had not come one step closer to successfully completing his mission.
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Day 4 - coffee
“After a quick shower, a cup of coffee and a croissant, Ian left the hotel and headed for the Champs Elysées. It was a bit unclear to him why, but it had something to do with birds.”
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“After a quick shower, a cup of coffee and a croissant, Ian left the hotel and headed for the Champs Elysées. It was a bit unclear to him why, but it had something to do with birds.”
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September 5, 2025 at 5:38 PM
Day 4 - coffee
“After a quick shower, a cup of coffee and a croissant, Ian left the hotel and headed for the Champs Elysées. It was a bit unclear to him why, but it had something to do with birds.”
#wipsnip #writingCommunity #writersonbluesky
“After a quick shower, a cup of coffee and a croissant, Ian left the hotel and headed for the Champs Elysées. It was a bit unclear to him why, but it had something to do with birds.”
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Day 2 - tired
Tim was tired of hearing his older brother rambling on in a strange language with a strange man. “Are we leaving or what?” He asked impatiently.
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Tim was tired of hearing his older brother rambling on in a strange language with a strange man. “Are we leaving or what?” He asked impatiently.
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September 5, 2025 at 5:25 PM
Day 2 - tired
Tim was tired of hearing his older brother rambling on in a strange language with a strange man. “Are we leaving or what?” He asked impatiently.
#wipsnip #writingcommunity #writersonbluesky
Tim was tired of hearing his older brother rambling on in a strange language with a strange man. “Are we leaving or what?” He asked impatiently.
#wipsnip #writingcommunity #writersonbluesky