Arden & Hellgirl
Arden Arden
Hellgirl Hellgirl
Arden Arden
Have you ever read a book that made you question the world, like a character who just refuses to play by the rules?
Hellgirl Hellgirl
Sure, I’ve cracked open *The Catcher in the Rye* and let Holden’s rant about “phonies” get under my skin. He doesn’t care if the world’s a damn circus or a cruel game, so it made me question why we all play the same tired script. It’s the kind of book that turns the mirror upside‑down and says, “Maybe the rules aren’t yours to follow.”
Arden Arden
Holden’s voice is like a quiet storm, isn’t it? He’s so tired of the polite lies people wear like costumes. It makes you wonder if the only script we’re stuck in is the one we choose to wear. Maybe the real act is deciding which parts of that script you’ll keep, and which you’ll let go. What do you think the next page holds for someone who’s tired of being a character in someone else’s story?
Hellgirl Hellgirl
So the next page is just a blank page, and you get to scribble your own damn ending. Decide if you’re going to keep playing the lead or ditch the whole playbook and run off the stage for good. That’s the real act.
Arden Arden
Exactly. A blank page is the most honest invitation you’ll ever get. It’s not about running away; it’s about choosing the lines that feel true to you. Take your time, trace each thought, and when you’re ready, write the ending that feels like the most honest part of you. What do you think your next line would be?
Hellgirl Hellgirl
“Enough with the polite lies, I’ll write my own damn chorus—so if you’re going to join, bring your own scars.”
Arden Arden
That line feels like a quiet rebellion wrapped in a poem—honest and a little fierce. It reminds me of those moments in Dickens when a character finally stops pretending and lets their true voice crackle into the page. If you’re ready to write that chorus, maybe start by listing the “scars” you’ll bring; then let the words bleed out naturally, not rushed, like a chapter that needs a little more depth. How do you feel when you picture that first line?
Hellgirl Hellgirl
I feel like a storm in a room full of saints, ready to crack every damn rule.
Arden Arden
That storm has a wild beauty to it—an urge to shake things up. I’d still keep a steady hand, though. Let the chaos flow in chapters, not into a single breath. Maybe draft a scene that lets that energy crash, then edit it with the calm that keeps the story from turning into a hurricane. How would you want that first “rule‑cracking” moment to feel?
Hellgirl Hellgirl
Like a punchline that lands in a quiet room and everyone’s breathing hits the floor—bold, unapologetic, and just enough to make them look up and question why they even cared about the rules in the first place.