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Rebelling Against Conforming / #RebelliousWritingMovement /

I stumbled across this awesome blog recently - and I decided to join in on a movement of the author's.

/It's called Rebellious Writing /

And, no, this isn't some bratty, stupid, immature, dramatic, pleasure, hateful link-up.

This is about writing good fiction.

Just check out some of the posts:


What we write matters.

Just like what we do or say matters.

Words are huge, people. Whether we speak or read them, they impact EVERYONE.

And that is why I am calling out all writers and readers.

What are you writing?

Are you filling a need, or spilling words to please and bring money?

What are you reading?

Are you causing your mind to grow or destroy?

Words matter.

And anyone who says otherwise is lying.
(That hurt? Well, those were simply words I wrote. Point.)

Fiction is ideas and beliefs hidden behind art. 

Fiction influences {brainwashes}.

People, what are you writing???

Are you writing words that make a difference or conform to the rest of the trash (sorry, but it's true)?

Whatever you do, Writer, don't conform.

Don't buckle under the pressure. Don't write for the money or reviews. 

Write for God. And write for people.

Edification, encouragement, entertainment.

Write purely. 

Write purposefully. 


  1. Thanks for joining! I don't know if you know this or not, but we actually have a website up for this now!!

    1. Oh, and thanks for calling my blog awesome! Yours is brilliant, too!!! :D

    2. I did see that! I'm very excited about your new website (and I'm following). Great work you girls have going there ;)

  2. It's so nice to see such a plethora of people joining in the movement, onward for good writing and books! And yes as Gray says we started a whole website because of her original rant and I'm blessed to be on that team :)

    1. That's so awesome - I'm really excited to see so many young people passionate about worthy fiction 🤗

  3. Yay, you found it!! That's so awesome. Thanks for including my post. :D
    Its nice to see more people joining in. It brings hope that more people feel the same way.
    I love what you wrote. Awesome post! <3 <3


    1. So agree with the hope - that's what inspired me to join to see so many others doing it 🤗 And thanks!

  4. Heeey I keep seeing people join up in this, cool to see you jumping in! :D

    1. You should join in, too. Its all about making writing cleaner. :D (I'm an activist.)


    2. Yep! Gotta keep up with the crowd 😂😂 And I totally agree with Ivie - you should join in 🤗

  5. I've heard about this lately. It seems pretty interesting.

    (Also, I have been slacking with beta reading your book. I'M SO SORRY. I know sorry doesn't mean much but if you don't want me to beta read your book anymore I'll understand unless you don't really have a deadline).

    1. Definitely interesting;)

      Hey, you're fine!! Sorry does mean something if you want it to ;) and I totally don't have a deadline ☺️ it's all at your convenience, and I'd still love for you to continue beta reading for me 😁🤗

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