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posted by AbbieCoast
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!!!
"Why would anda want to any way?" Hellena asked.
"She's cute." Ash answered his sister.Ellen went to her first class.
"Alright every one we have a new student starting to hari who would like to tunjuk her around?" The teacher said.A bunch of guys raised there hands.
"Miss.Terra would anda like to tunjuk her around?" The teacher asked.
"Alright teacher." A girl with long green hair put up in small pig tails berkata standing up she was wearing a green dress,She walked over to Ellen.
"Hi my name is Hana." She said.
"I'm Ellen."
"I know." She berkata the went back to her seat.
"Miss.Collins please take a seat."
"Yes...
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The guards walked back and forth in their normal sweeping motion that they always used. This made Joseph smile watching them through his hotel window with his state-of-the-art night-vision binoculars. just routine as usual, at least that's what the guards thought. Joseph looked at his watch, 12:23a.m. only seven lebih minit till he had to go. Joseph grabbed his bag of ammunition and various other things. His small, light smg. He also put on his body armor, his cammo, and grabbed his combat knife. And of course his baby, he'd never forget his baby. His baby was a 9.mm beretta. Aims like a dream...
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It was Mia, the Rokurokubi; she was the head, the head connected to the very long neck. Opal looked with amazement as Mia knocked Grito to the ground. As her body started to walk ke hadapan as her neck retracted back to it. “Um... Ok, that was not expected” berkata Opal. Alec and Marley were also in a great confusion, looking at each other trying to make something out of the situation. “Surprised?” Mia Asked. “A little” berkata Opal, trying to make it as a joke. The three released that this was Mia’s power, she is a Rokurokubi and this is what they do, all four of them started laughing....
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“Damn nobody in sight yet, I hope Marley and Alec are doing ok” berkata Opal. As she jumped from place to place she saw a young girl between the ages of 17-20, Opal didn’t even speak, and she didn’t need too. The girl was alone so Opal jumped behind her and as the girl turned Opal dug her fangs right into the girl’s neck. At first the girl’s eyes lit up with shock but then eased down into a deep sleep. Opal’s eyes turned the rose colour it does and when she was finished she through the girl to the ground, it has been too long since she drank so she didn’t really care about anything...
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posted by ashesandwine
Not much to say, just thanks to DxCluvr for the help....
Thanks to Just_bella for all the help as well...
Thanks to Patrisha727 for helping me find the banner and the ikon for my spot...
And thanks to everyone for the support...
This time the lines are all mine... No song to inspire them



"Daniel's POV"

Can I fight when there's no hope? Can I smile when there's no happiness? Can I still Cinta when the one I Cinta is gone? Can I live when I hope for death?
I try to stay awake not wanting to dream of her, not wanting to see her eyes, her lips, her face begging to stay with me! I'm trying to go back...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
“Ouch!” last night I was out to long and sejak the time I came utama I was exhausted so I just slept on my mattress that laid on the floor.
    I woke to the waves crashing onto the pantai and the sun light touching my eyes. Not realizing I was on the edge of my bed, I stretched and landed on the cold floor to my two room apartment.
    I got off the floor grabbing my silk jubah mandi, jubah that was sitting on bahagian, atas of the box seterusnya to my mattress. I walked over to my living room windows and opened the shades up to reveal a beautiful ocean. The sky was clear all for...
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HEY,
I DID NOT WRITE THIS STORY MY BRO DID, HOPE anda LIKE IT


15 years ago, mankind found that there was lebih than the world showed us. There was another world where creatures of all appearances were hiding, the creatures made a deal with the humans that if they let them live in the human world as normal citizens they would help the humans deal with deceases and technology. They agreed but the humans decreed that all monsters must hid in a human form, this was no shock to the creatures and it was agreed that man and monster would live as one, as long as the monsters keep their true form a secret....
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I loved her.

As much as I hated her now I had loved her then.
But I had a problem now. The hate was getting in the way of my whole life. It was like this shadow that was always two steps behind me waiting to lash out. I did what I thought would help. Ignored it. And guess what? It just got worse. It got to the point where I was cold to everyone. My Friends tiptoed around me atau avoided me altogether. My hatred and anger were controling my life. I should have asked for help but I was way to stubborn for that. Why would I need to talk to a shrink? They were for crazy people. So, after a few weeks...
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Pacing Your Story: What Writers Forget - John Bucher via FilmCourage.com.
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How Writers Ruin Their Endings - Jill Chamberlain via FilmCourage.com.
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Essential Story Tools Required For Screenwriting Success - Corey Mandell [FULL INTERVIEW] via FilmCourage.com.
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The Comic Toolbox: How to be Funny Even if You're Not - John Vorhaus [FULL INTERVIEW] via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by ZekiYuro
After an upbringing in New Zealand and a spell Berlakon in her own country,Nyree Dawn Porter made London her home.Interview sejak Alan O'Kelly.

Nyree Dawn Porter made her first stage appearance at the age of 3.Playing the part of a ladybird in an amateur production of Noah's Ark,she walked onto the stage and into the lights to delighted applause and laughter.

'It stopped me dead and instead of joining the other performers I walked down to the front of the stage to find out what that noise was.'

'That noise' has Charmed her ever since and in a long,successful career,both on the theatre stage and on...
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'It was March 1957 and I was taking photographs in Paris.1 afternoon I went up the Bastille and I saw 2 Kekasih on a balcony.They were standing very near each other.They were talking.I took just 1 foto and they didn't hear me.I called it Kekasih at the Bastille.Luckily for me this foto became very popular in France.Soon posters and postcards with my picture of the 2 Kekasih were everywhere.But I never knew who the 2 young people were.They never contacted me.'

'30 years later I had an exhibition of my foto-foto in Paris.I was talking to some Friends when suddenly a man came up to me and said,'I know your 2 lovers.They live near here.I can take anda there if anda want.'I immediately decided to go and meet them.This was their story.'
A new lapor on life in 2020 was published yesterday.This lapor predicts big changes,not just in technology but also changes in the way we live.These are some of the predictions for work and family life.

Family life:
1.One in five fathers will be househusbands,while the mothers go out to work.
2.People will live near other people who have the same interests as them,for example in golf villages.
3.There will often be 3 generations living in the same house,e.g. grandparents,parents,and children.
4.People will live until their mid-eighties,but women will still live slightly longer than men.



Work and...
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Chapter Two: "Give and Take"

Only after Zero finally left through the window did Kaname try to rise from where he was sitting. He wavered slightly, gripping the dinding beside him for support. Could never have let Zero see that, couldn't let anyone see that. Of all the things that Kaname Kuran was expected and required to be… weak was not one of them. No one could see him weak.

He was still bleeding. Damn that boy and his stupid gun. Slowly shrugging out of the dark, now bloodstained baju he was wearing, Kaname threw it into the fireplace, letting it burn, like he'd burnt the white school uniform...
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They once knew a girl who was the lead in the musical, and was a cheerleader, and was beautiful.
Some of the kids didn't like how amazing she was, so they told a few kids a terrible rumor.
After that, none of her Friends went near her, and the others would snicker when she passed.
She wasn't told why she was being a scape goat, because it was funnier if she didn't know.

She didn't tell her parents, atau the counslers, atau her teachers, because she was so afraid.
She didn't want to be avoided longer than nessacary. She didn't want to feel bad longer.
But it kept going and going, and sejak the end...
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I was lying in katil choking back another scream of pain from the horrific contraction. I was defiantly grateful that Patch couldn’t feel my touch.
If I had been clenching a humans hand they would have passed out from the sever amount of pain from my grabby hands the very first time.
Patch held still every time I grabbed for his hand. He just waited, being the perfect Angel he was.
I heard someone run into the hospital room, in the middle of my contraction. My eyes were clenched shut; I wasn’t able to see who it was.
“This is so exciting, I can’t believe this is happening, I can’t wait...
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posted by ellie_bellie135
Character Profiling

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Profile for:

Gender:
Race:
Age:
Birthdate:
Height:
Beliefs/Religion:
Hobby:
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Basic Description:
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>family background
>birth place
>history, background
>home
>possesions, make-up, jewelry, etc.
>pets
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Physical Description
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>hair style
>eyes
>body
>physical condition
>marks,scar,tattoo
>clothing
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Personality...
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I was sitting on the floor along the outside of the gymnasium. It was the night of the winter dance and I just had the most embarassing moment that anybody could ever experience. After being rejected sejak Mr. Popularity, cheated on sejak my date, and the nasty, rude encounter with Ms. Popularity, I never wanted to tunjuk my face at school again.

The tears were just coming down. They wouldn't stop. Each time I tried to hold them in, lebih tears came down. I sniffled, hoping that they weren't so loud. They were just as loud as ever.

Suddenly, somebody was out of the door. I crawled into a mini hallway....
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