Crafting A Successful Opening @ The Beginning... →
ilovereadingandwriting: Not long ago, I pulled out a piece of writing I’d started over a year ago that I’d abandoned shortly after realizing it just didn’t work. I thought maybe taking another look at it, so long after I’d actually written it, would help me see it in a different light. I started to read and quickly realized what the problem was. I didn’t start the story in the right place.
Scribbles and Pocketwatches: Novel Openings -... →
writersdoc: mbilmey asked you: Wondering, what are you opinions on starting a story with the main characters name. Someone said this was a bad way to begin, but I like because it disposes with formalities. I realized though that most my stories begin name and action. I’ve also heard that you shouldn’t…
You Know You're a Writer When...: Douglas... →
vanessaisanerd: LitReactor asked me for some advice for younger writers. In the end, I don’t know how much advice you can really give a writer. They’re either going to follow it or they’re not. So rather than get mystical, I thought what might be helpful is a simple, practical list that…
Write the first draft for no one but yourself. Write to find out what you’re...– Jack Hodgins, A Passion for Narrative. (via thatawkwardwritingmoment)
Alex Day: Editing tips from a vlogger →
alex-day-music: I managed to nail down my editing process yesterday while editing my new video (titled “My Little Pony Reaction Video”). It was the first time I’d edited in Final Cut Pro X, which is an amazing step up from iMovie, and pretty much halved the amount of time it takes me to create content. I’m also…
azure-melodies: When I’m Alone Read More
azure-melodies: Jen circled the man, tracing his body from shoulder to shoulder as she paced. “Do you even believe what Molloy believes in anymore? Or do you just fight for him so your family has protection? Do you even know what you’re fighting for? No, you don’t. Otherwise you would know who we are, who I am. Don’t you question him? question why you’ve had to capture two defenseless teenage...
Beating Writer's Bane: 100 Words for Facial... →
aneira-hailey: 1. Absent: preoccupied 2. Agonized: as if in pain or tormented 3. Alluring: attractive, in the sense of arousing desire 4. Appealing: attractive, in the sense of encouraging goodwill and/or interest 5. Beatific: see blissful 6. Bilious: ill-natured 7. Black:…
Four of Them: Using Real Psychology in Your... →
thisisnotpsychology: What Will Your Character Do When Disaster Strikes? by Carolyn Kaufman, PsyD Characterization and Conflict: Using Psychological Tests to Improve Your Writing by Carolyn Kaufman, PsyD Gathering Information from Characters: Types of Questions by JJ Cooper …
102 Resources for Fiction Writers →
moriette: goddessofcheese: vulpesinculta: Are you still stuck for ideas for National Novel Writing Month? Or are you working on a novel at a more leisurely pace? Here are 102 resources on Character, Point of View, Dialogue, Plot, Conflict, Structure, Outlining, Setting, and World Building, plus some links to generate Ideas and Inspiration. CHARACTER, POINT OF VIEW, DIALOGUE 10 Days of...
azure-melodies: People, please tag your shit about the Olympics, please, because here in America, everything is being broadcast in primetime, which is hours after it already happened, so I would love to not have Olympic spoilers on my dash! Thanks guys. (: Love, Madeline
After a very, very, very, very long hiatus that happened because I am a very easily distracted child (I’ve also had writer’s block), I am kind of back. Anyways, I have decided (I didn’t just realize this, don’t worry) that you have to be just a little bit sadistic to be a writer. For example, I got extremely excited the other night because I decided that my main character...
bored-giglet: I want to walk around Paris on a rainy day with you and take pictures and tell old stories and laugh and not care that we were getting wet. I would wear a black dress and heels and you would wear dress shoes and a button-down shirt and we would both wear trench coats and hats. We would snuggle under one umbrella with our arms linked and pretend we were the only two people in the...
I know, I know, I said I was going to write everyday for an unspecified amount of time (perhaps a year? at least until the beginning of the next school year) but I’m just not feeling it tonight. I’m shutting down my computer after I finish this because I really don’t need the distractions. If I randomly come up with something later, then I’ll post it before I go to bed, but...
Spring was in the air; flowers were blooming and the winter chill was beginning to fade. It should have been a happy time, a time of rebirth and renewal, but it wasn’t. Murias was rebuilding, that was true, but rebuilding for what? Molloy had promised that he would destroy the city if they tried to stop him. This was just an interlude to let them rebuild and feel safe again for a little bit...
A car door slammed somewhere and she jumped, ducking her head. Chances were no one would actually recognize her, but she couldn’t take the chance. She began to walk back towards the park. Behind her, she heard the familiar noise of the front door of her old house squeaking and she sped up. She was halfway down the street when she heard her mother call out. “Jen? Jen, is that...
Before Jen could say another word, her mother sped off back down the street. Jen turned and kept walking towards the park where she transported herself to the Sidh almost immediately. She landed in the exact same place she left from. Nicholas was sitting inside and staring out the window, waiting for her to return, but he stayed where he was when he saw her crumple onto the ground. She buried her...
If I ever get a novel published and if it gets...
There is no rule on how to write. Sometimes it comes easily and perfectly;...– Ernest Hemingway (via writingquotes)
Without the delivery of meals to tell the time, she was completely lost on how long she had been in the room. She knew that it must have been at least past lunch because her stomach began to growl at one point, but she was so used to being hungry that she barely even noticed it. Drowsiness threatened to take over, but she forced her body to stay alert. Her legs and arms were beginning to fall...
I swear I actually wrote this yesterday. I just got too busy to actually post it. Breathing hard after a particularly fast dance, Emily came over and stood next to her brother. “Why don’t you go ask one of them to dance?” “What? No, I couldn’t.” “Why not? It’s New Year’s Eve, you’re sixteen, they’re sixteen, or around there at...
Reblog if you are a blog about books, reading and...
She shared a room with Rose, so she couldn’t light a candle to read by in case the light woke her sister, but she stayed awake for awhile, staring out the window at the stars. The Browns’ house backed up against a field that led to a small copse of trees. A small river, a stream really, flowed through it. The stars shined brightly above. Whenever Emily hadn’t been able to sleep...
Bookworms aren't people who love to read. They are...
"The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.":... →
secret-color: missfannykeats: Hi. This is my new blog…so I write a lot and I decided to create a random blog about writing and crap. That way I can complain about writer’s block and all sorts of other fun stuff. Little basic knowledge: The main story I’m writing is a fantasy novel currently titled Wind about a teenage girl… Another writer… and a hopeless romantic too? Why are we all...
I have decided that I am going to write SOMETHING everyday. For hopefully the rest of the year. That something can be short fiction, prose, poetry, part of a story I’m working on, whatever. Essays for school do not count. I will post this writing (or part of it) on here as proof. Hopefully this will work! I shall start tomorrow. Now I just need to find prompts……
charmed-compass: Are ripped apart from the book of language, outlined to be spoken for ideas and emotions. Words can often be easily misinterpreted — but silence, they are raw and full of simplicity; they are exposed and seen within the woeful eyes of an individual. A second of silence is equivalent to a thousand mile long of words.