Djinny's Writing Commissions

Djinny's Writing Commissions
Posted 2022-10-29 13:18:38 #866321 Hi, I'm Djinny (the d is silent), and I'm a professional writer that has been published numerous times (mainly poetry, but some prose). As I am currently working on a novel, my time is limited so I will only take a few commissions at any given time. My rates for customised commissions are: 3.6SC: 1 word 360SC: 1 GC Example: 100 words = 360SC, or 1GC. 200 words = 720SC, or 2GC, ad infinitum For preset commissions, see below: Short Bios: Approximately 100 words. Example: Atka and Kodiak tried - really tried - with their first born and only surviving pup, Noorvik, but the boy turned out dishonest and unsavoury. Having reluctantly chased him from the pack, Atka felt the familiar ache of loss setting into her bones. That was until Koyuk found a pup - half frozen solid in the winter snows and near death - and brought him home. That was enough for Atka, who convinced her stoic mate that they needed this - a second chance, a shot at redemption, at raising a pup that didn't hate them, especially as her womb remained empty. Sceptically, he agreed, and they named the little bundle of bones Moody.Extended Bios: Approximately 300-500 words. Example: Atka and Kodiak tried - really tried - with their first born and only surviving pup, Noorvik, but the boy turned out dishonest and unsavoury. Having reluctantly chased him from the pack, Atka felt the familiar ache of loss setting into her bones. That was until Koyuk found a pup - half frozen solid in the winter snows and near death - and brought him home. That was enough for Atka, who convinced her stoic mate that they needed this - a second chance, a shot at redemption, at raising a pup that didn't hate them, especially as her womb remained empty. Sceptically, he agreed, and they named the little bundle of bones Moody. It was when Moody turned an adolescent that Kodiak began to worry. He displayed the same red flags that Noorvik had, but he had been too blind to see. Heart sinking, he pulled the young pup to one side. "You're loosing your way," he murmured softly. "This isn't what your mother and I wanted for you. You're better than this, I know it." The young pup's ears flattened. His eyes skirted away to watch his mother fussing over his younger brother at the mouth of The Thicket. He wanted to apologise, to promise he would do better, but he doubted it would make much difference. Tears stung at his eyes. "Will you send me away?" His father was silent for a moment. "I don't want you to go, no." "But?" "But you need to learn something I fear I - nor your mother - can teach you. Something you can only learn from the harshness of life, of the depravity of others… things we have protected you from for too long, it seems." His mother wept as he left, but he promised he would be back, a better wolf, and grown too. He would not disappear like Noorvik. As Moody crested the hill, he glanced back at his pack one last time before they disappeared completely from sight, his eyes locking with that of his father. With a slight nod, he knew what Kodiak meant - be good, be brave, and come home. If you're interested in a commission, please complete the following form and message it to me: Word count required: Type of writing (pack lore, bio (short or extended), poetry, custom (please clarify what you want), prose): Characters involved, personalities, backstories: Setting: Story/plot: Anything else: I will try to get back to you as soon as possible. As for turn around, I will give you an estimate once we've opened a dialogue.	Djinny #83234

Posted 2022-10-29 13:18:38

#866321

Hi, I'm Djinny (the d is silent), and I'm a professional writer that has been published numerous times (mainly poetry, but some prose). As I am currently working on a novel, my time is limited so I will only take a few commissions at any given time.

My rates for customised commissions are:

3.6SC: 1 word
360SC: 1 GC

Example: 100 words = 360SC, or 1GC. 200 words = 720SC, or 2GC, ad infinitum

For preset commissions, see below:

Short Bios:
Approximately 100 words.
Example:
Atka and Kodiak tried - really tried - with their first born and only surviving pup, Noorvik, but the boy turned out dishonest and unsavoury. Having reluctantly chased him from the pack, Atka felt the familiar ache of loss setting into her bones. That was until Koyuk found a pup - half frozen solid in the winter snows and near death - and brought him home. That was enough for Atka, who convinced her stoic mate that they needed this - a second chance, a shot at redemption, at raising a pup that didn't hate them, especially as her womb remained empty. Sceptically, he agreed, and they named the little bundle of bones Moody.Extended Bios:
Approximately 300-500 words.
Example:
Atka and Kodiak tried - really tried - with their first born and only surviving pup, Noorvik, but the boy turned out dishonest and unsavoury. Having reluctantly chased him from the pack, Atka felt the familiar ache of loss setting into her bones. That was until Koyuk found a pup - half frozen solid in the winter snows and near death - and brought him home. That was enough for Atka, who convinced her stoic mate that they needed this - a second chance, a shot at redemption, at raising a pup that didn't hate them, especially as her womb remained empty. Sceptically, he agreed, and they named the little bundle of bones Moody.

It was when Moody turned an adolescent that Kodiak began to worry. He displayed the same red flags that Noorvik had, but he had been too blind to see. Heart sinking, he pulled the young pup to one side.

"You're loosing your way," he murmured softly. "This isn't what your mother and I wanted for you. You're better than this, I know it."

The young pup's ears flattened. His eyes skirted away to watch his mother fussing over his younger brother at the mouth of The Thicket. He wanted to apologise, to promise he would do better, but he doubted it would make much difference. Tears stung at his eyes. "Will you send me away?"

His father was silent for a moment. "I don't want you to go, no."

"But?"

"But you need to learn something I fear I - nor your mother - can teach you. Something you can only learn from the harshness of life, of the depravity of others… things we have protected you from for too long, it seems."

His mother wept as he left, but he promised he would be back, a better wolf, and grown too. He would not disappear like Noorvik.

As Moody crested the hill, he glanced back at his pack one last time before they disappeared completely from sight, his eyes locking with that of his father. With a slight nod, he knew what Kodiak meant - be good, be brave, and come home.

If you're interested in a commission, please complete the following form and message it to me:

Word count required:

Type of writing (pack lore, bio (short or extended), poetry, custom (please clarify what you want), prose):

Characters involved, personalities, backstories:

Setting:

Story/plot:

Anything else:

I will try to get back to you as soon as possible. As for turn around, I will give you an estimate once we've opened a dialogue.

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