Hey, my name is Hussain Maknoon
I'm a beginner story writer
I like to write stories because it's fun
and I feel like the more I write the more I get better at writing
so be patient with me, please
And try to give me advice if possible
I hope you enjoy the journey with me.
A few stories had been gnawing at my mind for the past few years. This mght be a a good opportnity to pen them down!
Weekdays would be very busy for me but I will be sure to interact over the weekends.
Give me a follow and I'll be happy to read some of your work and give my thoughts on it and I am welcome to critiques as well!
I would love more artwork for this novel, but sadly I wouldn't consider myself an artist so if anyone with artistic talent really gets into my work I would be happy to pay for artwork!
I'm looking to produce some lovable and dynamic characters as the story progresses!
Your average author hoping to get reviews on his work. Please follow back and stay tune for more chapters! Any feedback is great feedback! I also run an AniManga page on instagram! If you're interested in following it's @liberdadeswrld. Writing and Active status: In the midst of quitting :/
*On Hiatus Indefenitely
I'm new to the world of writing and art, but I hope this journey can bring a bit of positivity and entertainment for you and I, thank you for checking out my content, also feel free to share your thoughts, any feedback is welcome!!
Also here's my IG where I upload artwork:
The intro of ‘The Field of Ice and Blood’, the short story I wrote for Vocal's $30K contest. I think it's bloody good, *far* better than the Capsule:
“The Sun ascended slowly above the land of the rising Sun. The sky was ice crystal clear and the low Sun was so red that it looked as if it escaped from a Japanese flag. The last few hours were dead quiet in the frozen Tokachi wheat fields, in Hokkaido; a male barn owl just finished hunting rodents hiding among the wheat fields and the snow.
The owl caught two red squirrels, a crying rabbit and a small snow-white lizuma weasel; it caught its last prey despite having hidden perfectly in the thick snow and barely making a sound. It stood no chance against the barn owl's acute hearing though. It was a good night’s harvest for the male owl, his mate and their four fledglings...”
The rest can be read here (tinyurl is 100% clean, I just use it to keep track of my views):