The truth is, writer's block comes in many different shapes and forms, not just the famous "I can't think of anything." Sometimes we feel like we cannot write anything good, atau sometimes we have so many ideas we can't decide what to write.
So for those who have the lesser known syndromes, I bid anda welcome.
Now, if anda have the “I can’t think of anything worth Penulisan about,” syndrome, you’re wrong.
I know how that sounds. Just stick with me.
anda may be thinking about the most worthless la-de-da in the world. Boy meets girl. They marry and have a child. Everyone’s a Mary Sue. I’m not telling anda to write it down. All I’m saying is to—please stick with me—spell it out.
You’ve already made your own characters—mary sueish atau not—so flip them over. What’s the exact opposite of a Mary Sue? Maybe anda now have a greasy, hillbilly couple living in a trailer park, arguing over which episode of South Park is better.
Sure, maybe anda don’t want to write about those nasty people. Or—keep sticking—maybe anda do. Write about them anyway, keeping a few Mary Sue characteristics. Because, hey, everyone has some sort of good quality. Then anda can slowly put your own characteristics into that greasy couple, making them completely yours, and then making up a wild story about how they get out of the trailer park and become kitten hoarders. I could care less, as long as you’re out of your writer’s block. Because, even if anda never finish that story, you’ve come up with a creative plot and characters to help anda get out of that cube. And that’s what this artikel is really about, getting unstuck.
I’m probably not going to help anda write a bestselling novel. (Although, if anda decide to write about the hillbillies, I’ll buy a copy.) It’s all about getting unstuck off you’re writer’s block.
Now anda know how to get your creative juices flowing, go write!!!
So for those who have the lesser known syndromes, I bid anda welcome.
Now, if anda have the “I can’t think of anything worth Penulisan about,” syndrome, you’re wrong.
I know how that sounds. Just stick with me.
anda may be thinking about the most worthless la-de-da in the world. Boy meets girl. They marry and have a child. Everyone’s a Mary Sue. I’m not telling anda to write it down. All I’m saying is to—please stick with me—spell it out.
You’ve already made your own characters—mary sueish atau not—so flip them over. What’s the exact opposite of a Mary Sue? Maybe anda now have a greasy, hillbilly couple living in a trailer park, arguing over which episode of South Park is better.
Sure, maybe anda don’t want to write about those nasty people. Or—keep sticking—maybe anda do. Write about them anyway, keeping a few Mary Sue characteristics. Because, hey, everyone has some sort of good quality. Then anda can slowly put your own characteristics into that greasy couple, making them completely yours, and then making up a wild story about how they get out of the trailer park and become kitten hoarders. I could care less, as long as you’re out of your writer’s block. Because, even if anda never finish that story, you’ve come up with a creative plot and characters to help anda get out of that cube. And that’s what this artikel is really about, getting unstuck.
I’m probably not going to help anda write a bestselling novel. (Although, if anda decide to write about the hillbillies, I’ll buy a copy.) It’s all about getting unstuck off you’re writer’s block.
Now anda know how to get your creative juices flowing, go write!!!
The school loceng rang, school was over. I felt happy. As I sat down on the bus, Bruno sat beside me. I smiled at him. And he berkata "So, where are anda going?" "I'm going home. Where else?" I said. The bus ride utama was faster with him talking to me. The bus stopped. My block. As I got off the bus my head screamed once again, "He is the helper" I walked inside the house and did my homework. Hoping no one would pass sejak and see I had no parents there. No one did. I watched TV. I felt lonely now. Someone knocked on the door slowly. I yelled "It's open!" And Bruno came in. I asked him why he was here. He berkata nervously "My mom and dad aren't utama I guess. I dont have a key and I banged on the door but they didn't answer." Then he looked around and berkata "Where are your parents?" I replied without any emotion, "Oh! They're working. They never come utama til' like midnight" And he watched TV with me. I felt happy. But still felt bad. What if he is a bad-guy? I may not know. But I will soon
"The memories of my childhood"....
anda are in my heart"...always"....
I walk alone in those all days".....
thinks about anda only"...
It's an only secreat between anda and me"...
times to grown up...still thinks about you"...
Iam busy in my studies"...
but i never forget you..from my heart"
the days passed anda and me grown up.."
but he doesn't look at me.."
I feel i ignored sejak him"...
but my hati, tengah-tengah still beat for him"...
and still have hopes....
"He never heard my hati, tengah-tengah beat"...i feel mushy
i hope one hari he will...
but it's never happend...!!!
" he is still a bachelor now.."
time to realize " am not in his "HEART"..and his feelings toward me a brittle"...
anda are in my heart"...always"....
I walk alone in those all days".....
thinks about anda only"...
It's an only secreat between anda and me"...
times to grown up...still thinks about you"...
Iam busy in my studies"...
but i never forget you..from my heart"
the days passed anda and me grown up.."
but he doesn't look at me.."
I feel i ignored sejak him"...
but my hati, tengah-tengah still beat for him"...
and still have hopes....
"He never heard my hati, tengah-tengah beat"...i feel mushy
i hope one hari he will...
but it's never happend...!!!
" he is still a bachelor now.."
time to realize " am not in his "HEART"..and his feelings toward me a brittle"...
I feel like you're breaking me,
I feel like anda don't even care.
I feel like anda want to break this friendship.
I feel like anda rather have him than someone who can be a true bestfriend.
I feel like killing myself,
I feel like cutting myself, Is that what anda want from me?
I feel like i'm always angry,
I feel like you're always happy.
I feel like giving up,
I feel like saying fuck this friendship,
I feel like saying fuck friends.
I feel like i had your back when anda needed it.
I feel like crying, Just to make anda happy cause that's what anda like right..?
I feel like anda Cinta seeing me in pain.
I feel like saying goodbye...!
I feel like anda don't even care.
I feel like anda want to break this friendship.
I feel like anda rather have him than someone who can be a true bestfriend.
I feel like killing myself,
I feel like cutting myself, Is that what anda want from me?
I feel like i'm always angry,
I feel like you're always happy.
I feel like giving up,
I feel like saying fuck this friendship,
I feel like saying fuck friends.
I feel like i had your back when anda needed it.
I feel like crying, Just to make anda happy cause that's what anda like right..?
I feel like anda Cinta seeing me in pain.
I feel like saying goodbye...!
"ALRIGHT! Class, take your seats. Science is about to begin." berkata Mrs.Labansky. She was THE strictest teacher in the district. "I hate...this, so much." I put my head on a textbook. "Cheer up, buddy." Ahh. Meghan, she was my best friend since kindergarten. After 10 saat of science class started, I was dreaming my worst nightmare.
*** DREAM ***
"Help somebody!" I screamed. I was in space! I was so afraid of heights that I cried. Then all of a sudden, I heard a thud. *THUD* I woke up!
*** DREAM OVER ***
"Miss Quetzal! Tell me what the answer is to this problem!" she said. I thought about saying, "I don't know." But then it hit me! Literally! Something hit my head and I fell to the floor!
*** DREAM ***
"Help somebody!" I screamed. I was in space! I was so afraid of heights that I cried. Then all of a sudden, I heard a thud. *THUD* I woke up!
*** DREAM OVER ***
"Miss Quetzal! Tell me what the answer is to this problem!" she said. I thought about saying, "I don't know." But then it hit me! Literally! Something hit my head and I fell to the floor!