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artistnik · 8 months
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From writing group I’m in Great character options. First option, someone who doesn’t know how to love herself. Or she doesn’t see her worth and is just glad a man with an actual career wants to live with her. Or. She has a plan. 35K isn’t her long term salary. She’s in school. Her long term goal is to be a nurse practitioner. Once she’s done with school she’ll be starting at a minimum 125K,…
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minutieuxminuscule · 1 year
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sur le quai  j’avale des gorgées de brume la mer de cet avril me rafraîchit la langue le far west à ma gauche le pays ivre à ma droite il y a des endroits où je vais quand je ne sais plus où aller
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writelikefools2021 · 3 years
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maga - Uncle Scooter - day 6
We lost you some eighteen years ago this week (my father’s Facebook page reminds me). As a child I would sit in the high-backed wood swivel chairs, my feet not touching the carpet, my tiny face lit up by the flashing, rarefied gases coming from the tubes above your head. In your life you worked in the Navy, in the hotel business, at the Elk’s Lodge, and finally as a greeter at the local Walmart. But the best job you ever had, you said, was owning your own bar. “Eight years,” you said. Brandy Manhattans 18 cents for a shot of brandy (“being a good bartender you give ‘em two shots” you said), 10 cents for vermouth: “that’s a 50 cent drink I made a $1.50 profit from,” and then you told me how you’d gone into the Pizzeria Uno recently and that same drink cost $5.25. You told the manager that with drink prices like that, he wouldn’t last. Within weeks the place had drink specials and happy hours. “I get things done,” you said. The workers at Walmart always seemed so unhappy, you said. You’d ask how they were doing and they’d shrug, offer up a low-spoken, downward-cadenced, ‘I’m here’. You couldn’t believe the sadness in their eyes, you said. You wrote to the execs about it, you said. “I could give a shit if they cut two hours off my time, but these are young people, with families to feed. I mean, we get two semi-loads of crap every goddamn day and they’re cutting back hours?” You hadn’t heard back from them yet. “What do I know? Some 75 year old curmudgeon? I know a hell of a lot,” you said, “I know about taking care of your employees so they enjoy coming to work in the morning and want to do right by you. I know about making an honest buck and not ripping customers off so they don’t trust you. All this distrust building in the air. Can’t you feel it?” you said. Grandpa, you left too much broken in the world, “don’t forget me,” you said, Grandpa, you left too much undone, “don’t leave me behind” you said -
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chasingsakina · 3 years
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e s c a p r i l ‘ 21 ——————— #prompt : #theexactmiddle ——————— . . . . #letsescapril / #escapril2021 / #healingthroughwriting / #poetrycommunity / #writingdaily / #flowerphotography / #creativeathome / #lockdowndiaries https://www.instagram.com/p/CNLeVZ7jOFh/?igshid=1umnynu47xn9s
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Author Sara Lubratt explains 23 things she has learned about writing, owing to her current age. The biggest takeaway from this comes from confirming your occupation as a writer, while not comparing your own journey and progress with other people. Lubratt’s channel has a great deal of encouraging material for writers, particularly in tracking progress and not exceeding the limits. 
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crackedcheckers · 4 years
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Sentence Spotlight: The “Blanket” Statement
The blanket statement is basically a sentence that uses absolute words, like ‘always’, ‘never’ ‘rest of x’s life’, etc.
These sentences are often used at the end of a chapter, and provide an emotional response as well as foreshadowing. (Ex: “X didn’t know it now, but x would never see their hometown again.”) Though these are great sentences to use, there are some issues that make them less effective.
1. Follow Through
It’s important to truly follow through with blanket statements, and not to leave any loopholes for yourself. If your sentence is “X would be stuck in that prison for 100 years”, then make sure they actually are stuck for 100 years, and not just have them be in a different time dimension where 100 years is only one day.
2. Location
The best place to put the blanket statement is right before the climax of the story. In the small ‘breaks’ the protagonist has before the epic battle, inserting one or two blanket statements will provide the best response from your audience. There are no worst places to put blanket sentences, but an important thing to remember is that they immediately provide tension.
3. Frequency
Whatever you do, do NOT use it too often. Just like with any other gut punch, using shocking sentences repeatedly will tire out your audience. However, there’s no real west to know when you are overusing blanket statements. The best way to find out is through beta readers and critique partners and have them look through your work. Often, using it once is best, but this isn’t true for all stories.
That’s it for today, folks. Have fun writing!
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devingalaudet · 5 years
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raisahaque · 5 years
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lg-louise · 6 years
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WARNING!! WRITER!!
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sparkandashes · 6 years
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I hate being around anyone. I want to be around you and what kills me the most is that I can't do that.
Life seems meaningless without you.
—sparkandashes via tumblr
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artistnik · 8 months
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Reading Again
I love reading and writing. I write without making time and without ceremony. I put words everywhere. I think I misplace energy. I’m taking account of where I speak, to whom, why. I’m more conscious of what I listen to, who I listen to and what I allow in my feeds. I’m also learning to curate through my hobby. Speaking of hobbies. When you connect with others through something you love the…
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clacking-keyboards · 3 years
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"What's going on here?" Anders asked.
"It's a protest of the I.D.I.O.T.E.N. miltia." She answered. "You've heard of them?"
And he had. They had been in the news a few times. Not only because of their protests, but also because a few politicians started to echo their theories clearly hinting they believed a few of their theories. Conspiracy theories that is. Obviously they never had to justify their beliefs. It was what their weird acronym of the name stood for.
International Defence (of) Individual Obvious Truths (without) Evidence Needed.
"Rolled right of the tongue..." Anders thought by himself.
He had heard they mainly swapped their nonsense on 10-Tan. A internet site and message board. He wasn’t sure anymore but the news report had mentioned the "Tan" was a Japanese word that was very fitting for the group. They probably didn't know what it exactly meant at first.
"Yeah. I heard of them. And too be honest, total bunch of racists, homophobic, women hating idiots. I met a few on the internet and after a few arguments I didn't bother anymore. After all, what's the use?" Anders said with a sigh.
"Do you know what they are protesting against?" He asked The Cabbie.
"Oh yes. But do you really want to hear it?"
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writelikefools2021 · 3 years
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June, 1953 - Lauren Wachenfeld - day 7
That summer day was so hot butter could melt on the sidewalk. The rubber of the tires of that old Chevy turned to glaze on the warm asphalt with every mile. The sputtering became the backbone to the crooning of the radio until the car trickled to a stop. The car, bright red, flashy, chipped paint, unreliable. Her, amber curls caressing cheekbones, floral dress whipping in the breeze, brow furrowed.
At the office five miles down the road, he is sitting in the worn leather that hugs his body, inhaling the vapors of the sludge from the coffee machine, grey blue eyes scanning the yellowed papers. The boss walks in, straightens his tie, his newsboy hat tips slightly off to the side.
“My secretary’s car broke down a couple miles down the road. Go get her.”
His shirt sticks to his back with sweat, his eyes squinting at the kaleidoscope of flowers on the horizon. She is rose, carnation, hyacinth, marigold, azalea, daisy. She spins into focus, his chest is doused in cool water. This is the start of
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theinfinitetales · 6 years
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rhiannoneltonauthor · 4 years
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Sometimes it's just the sitting down and writing. I know for me the ideas never stop, but sitting and writing is what stops it from happening every day. Google Docs Voice to Text on the phone is incredible! https://cstu.io/02c908 #WriterLife #Authors #WritingDaily https://www.instagram.com/p/CASHpo7AirO/?igshid=1askwl15smx51
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devingalaudet · 5 years
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(Writing Daily with Devin)
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