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posted by rcostelloe
 Coinage of Commitment
Coinage of Commitment
I suppose every writer faces the dilemma of criticism. Sure, some suggestions are instantly convincing atau exactly what anda thought you'd hear. But others create a quandary, like a double-edged sword. Should anda accept the criticism, make changes in your work atau your style, atau stick with your own judgment, the one anda started with? Either way, anda could be wrong, and it may take years before anda know the answer. In some cases, there may be highlights in an author's ambition level, atau sense of destination, that make the decision particularly challenging.

For instance, in my own case, I wanted to write a Cinta story not only good enough to be published, but better than that. I was intent on producing a truly great Cinta story. To achieve that, I felt I needed to risk developing a Penulisan style just right for the literary task, but one that would have to be different from what is currently in fashion. For this story to succeed, my style would need to give the readers a deeper look into what the main characters were feeling. That made the Penulisan challenge doubly difficult in the path to getting published. The Penulisan would have to be that much better such that it would still shine and impress when the editor noticed it as different--different but exactly right for this kind of story.

At one point in my Penulisan journey, when I decided to send my manuscript to an independent editor, I knew that I had a number of improvement needs, including one to upgrade my Penulisan mechanics. The problem was that my editor interpreted my style, the one I felt I needed to eventually write a great Cinta story, as simply poor Penulisan that needed to be changed. And she was not the least bit delicate about her criticism. In fact, she viewed my style with scorn and demanded I change it if I ever hoped to be published. She is an editor of some renown, forceful and intimidating, and I mean to tell anda that I felt heavy pressure to conform to her will.

It was a painful decision to stick with the style I felt the story needed if it was ever to be good enough. My confidence in the decision was low enough to mark the nadir of my Penulisan journey. And the echo of this experience persisted as a doubt that was hard to shake. Not until after publication, when consecutive readers told me they loved the story and couldn't put it down, did I feel complete vindication, like being released from jail.

In looking back, the hardest aspect was resisting the urge to accept the criticism as a lebih likely path to simply getting published on minimum terms. Nothing wrong with that, right? Yet the outcome in terms of reader experience would have been so much less. So when anda face that lonely decision about what criticisms to accept, it pays to be crystal clear about your true literary objectives, the destination that is driving anda onward. Will the decision position anda for a shot at the best anda can be? atau will anda be left wondering ever after about the high road not taken?

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R (Rob) Costelloe is the penulis of linkwhich was published in June of 2007. In a departure from conventional novels of this genre, this Cinta story describes characters who Cinta at a higher level than the world all around them, a level requiring mental preparation as well as emotional commitment. The Kekasih face unique challenges in reaching the zenith they seek, and the story examines some of the challenges and pitfalls they face on their journey. The manuscript received multiple contract offers for publication, and Saga buku published it on a fast track basis in less than three months. To learn more, visit Rob's website at link
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It is now my sixteenth birthday and like on tenth birthday, I received a life-changing surprise. But unlike my last surprise where Delilah... Well, anda know what happened, but anyway back to the current events. Unlike the last one, my surprise was that was being relocated. I went with a new family sejak the name of the Wilkonsons. "Welcome Cesar!" berkata Mary, my new foster mother. "Thanks, miss..." I started before she cut me off. "Please. Just call me mom." Mary said. "Okay mom." I responded. "Allow me to introduce anda to our family." Mary motioned me to follow her up the stairs. When we arrived...
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Hello! I am Cesar. I'm a being of infinite power, who just wants to fit in with the crowd. Anyway, being really powerful is really cool, but it also means I have to fight those who want to use my powers for numerous purposes, which I will discuss along the way. Anyway, my story began when I was 9 years old. The hari I entered foster care was the best hari of my life. But, I would soon find out that my whole life would change on my tenth birthday.
"Not so fast Cody! Slow down!" I said, trying to keep up with my foster brother. "Try to keep up Cesar! anda don't want to lose for the third time do...
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Disclaimer: *I am on Season 3 Episode 16 and I have not read the books*

I'm going to hope you've read my other artikel "How I Feel About Stefan, Elena and Damon" so that I can skip the detailed introduction. I have become so aggravated sejak the messy Cinta 'V' going on between the three main characters on The Vampire Diaries. So much so I've decided to write (vent) about it. Obviously the best thing to happen would be the three of them getting over each other and moving on with their lives but we all know that's not going to happen. For argument's sake, I'm going to discuss who I think should be...
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The lingering light was obliterated sejak the rapidly falling night. The once salmon, ikan salmon and purple sky transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black that engulfed the town. A canopy of luminous stars materialized amongst the ocean of blackness. Some were dull, merely flickering into existence every now and then, but there was an adequate amount of shimmering stars to illuminate the dark, moonless night. The lake glistened, mirroring the dazzling assemblage of glittering stars and the luminescence from the moon. The faint wind brushed against the water's surface, the ripples ruffled the stillness of...
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posted by floraisbest1
Then the guard gives (flora, musa, aisha, nabu, riven, and helia food).

diana's guard: here is some Makanan (specifaclly leaves)

flora: dont anda think diana was way to specific, she told her friends.

(everyone starts eating except for flora)

helia: whats wrong flora arent anda going to eat something.

flora: dont anda guys think that guard was way to specific with our food.

nabu: your right but why would diana put something in the food? she obviously wants to talk to us and we need our strength atau we'll starve to death.

flora: im still not eating

aisha: flora please dont be stubborn

flora: im not being stubborn...
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“Bow before oh bow before the Mistress of the Blade.”

She dances in shrouds of silk scarlet.

Heel over heel in spinning in time.

Fabric twisting ‘round her delicate ankles.

“Praise oh praise the Mistress of the Blade.”

The sword an extension of her graceful arm as she twirls it about in Mid-September air.

Crisp September air.

The blade slashes through leaves as they fall.

Hilt of emas adorned in ruby and diamond.

Gleaming and glistening as it slides from her grasp. Wailing through that oh so crisp Mid-September air.

“Watch in wonder oh watch the Mistress of the Blade.”

By night she finds...
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posted by mermaidgirl1010
When I woke up I was on a cement floor. My head felt terrible pain and I saw that I had some black and blue on my leg.
''Finally, anda woke up. I have been waiting for your name.'' A voice berkata behind me. I turned around and screamed the sream that sounds like a dying llama. ''Billiam Fergunsun!'' I yelled in rage. ''Yes, tis I ,Billiam Fergunsun."
He is such an idiot. I stood up and brought my knee to his pee-hole and he screamed like a little girl. "Girl power!" I screamed. I didn't notice his friends.
They almost hit me when I heard someone scream now! and I felt light headed and everything went dark again.
Hello Dear Reader,
I am Penulisan an original novel and I wanted people to at least hear the word of it before I tried to get it out in the world. It's called "The Death Contracts, Vol. 1: GLIMPSE" and it's the story of the main character named Astrid Marker.
The reason why I'm posting this link everywhere I know possible is because I want fans. Desperate? No. lebih like curious to see how many people can review what I have so far and tell me what they think. I have the first 8 Chapters telah diposkan on my profil at the website figment.com, the link to it plus the synopsis is straight below, but I wanted...
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Ariel the mermaid got hurt. She can't swim atau eat atau anything. We were going to call the ikan fins animal emergency call, but they would think we were full of it. We are really sad to see that mermaid hurt, but what could we do. "I have an idea," berkata Ashley! "What is it? Tell me already. Don't anda want to help the mermaid?" " Okay. We need to make a plan," berkata Ashley. "What type of plan?" "You go up on pantai and call for help, and if they think your lying go to the store and get coconut oil, a fake mermaid tail, and a knife. After anda do that we are going to do some surgery."

" Are anda okay Ariel," berkata Ashley? "No, I am hurting really bad." "Well, don't worry help is on their way I promise we will help you." Who's we?" "My friend, Victoria, and I, so don't worry. Just try to take a nap and everything will be ok." "Okay. I am counting on anda too protect me." "I know just trust me."
 Veronica
Veronica
"Look Bob! I found them! I found them!" a boy about 20 years old shouted, and pointing to a huge old willow tree. Another boy about the same age as him sprinted towards the boy, "Oh! Finally! Now the villagers will believe our little Veronica now. Good job Sky!" Sky, the boy that had just pointed out the tree, beamed with pleasure.
Suddenly, the willow pokok which was green, turned bright red, then white and at last pink. The two boy gasped and ran towards the tree. All of a sudden, the merah jambu pokok let out a shriek, that pierced the boys ears. Then, tons of merah jambu birds flew out of the tree. The...
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CHAPTER THIRTEEN:
OCTOBER 30, 11:22 PM
I feel nothing but fury towards pike as I continue on towards Harold’s house. Danny, of course is against the idea, however, I have not told him I healed Harold’s condition, and unless I can find a way to make it with everyone surviving the seterusnya twenty-four hours, I decide that information is best left secret. As I near the exit that will take me back into the suburbs, I realize is less than an jam until Halloween, I drift back off into my memory of that fateful night all those years ago.
ALBANY,OCTOBER 31, 1850:
We are less than a mile from exiting...
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Death, death is a beautiful thing, it allows new beings to be born, death is needed and shall always be around... However there was one who tried to defy death, he berkata that it was not needed, that people could go on with out it, this mans name was Deluch ruler of a mighty kingdom off to the east. One of three greater kingdoms, but our story does not start there, no our story starts in another realm where everything is peaceful and death is accepted.

Beings of this realm know that death is a good thing, death paves way to new life, so why try to stop it? Maybe some people wish to live forever?...
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CHAPTER TWELVE:
Danny wakes up around noon; he seems dizzy the moment his eyes open. I close the blinds swiftly. “Are anda okay?” I ask stupidly, already knowing the answer. Danny is in unimaginable pain on the inside. The infusion I gave him was quick, thus the change was slightly different than most. “Horrible.” He mutters, grabbing his head. I lean over to look at him. The change has affected him, I note, and there may be different after effects. After all, his transformation into a vampire was as I mentioned before, highly unusual. “Ashley.” He says, finally placing a name to...
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CHAPTER ELEVEN:
OCTOBER 30, 1995:
The sun rises over Crystal Falls; the chill of the autumn wind fills the air outside. Vampires hate the cold. As I ponder what to do, Danny lies asleep on the couch, still unconscious. The effects of my blood have taken a toll on him. I ponder whether to continue my investigation at the high-school. Doing so would put Harold at great risk. Yet, somehow I think pike has plans for the students. I look at the calendar. It is the thirtieth, the hari before Halloween. Halloween, the anniversary of the hari I made my first kill. I reminisce once lebih into my past.
ALBANY...
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I have just read a paragraph from what could possibly be, the worst book that I have seen in a long time. Fifty shades of Grey does not even have a good story line. The man Mr Grey is a complete pervert that is obsessed with SM. He meets this woman, warns her that he is a creep, and the woman stays!
WHAT THE HELL!
The novel apart from this is filled with parts where Mr Grey has sex with this woman practically everywhere in his house. Yet many woman seem to Cinta this complete piece o rubbish.
And that is not even the worst part. The novel is full of the worst grammatical errors I have ever seen....
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CHAPTER SIX:
ASHLEY’S POV:
2:10 AM
OCTOBER 28:
It is only a little over a half jam later when I see a car pull into the parking lot. I note the driver pull out a flashlight and climb out. He has long dark hair, is skinny and wearing glasses. It is Harold. I motion him over to me. He walks over and hands me a pair of jeans and a sweater. “It’s all I could get in a hurry.” He said. We walk over to a restroom, and I ask him to wait outside while I change. sejak now he notes I am covered in blood, but I promise to answer everything when I return. After about five minutes, I return and find...
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CHAPTER TWO:
SANTA BARBARA, CALIFORNIA
OCTOBER 26, 1995:10:57 PM
It is nearly eleven when I pull to a stop outside of Saint Packie’s Bar in Santa Barbara. On this particular evening, I feel like doing some vigilante justice, if my sources are correct, which of course they will be, my victim will be inside the bar searching for his latest victim. Such irony, I think to myself. He will soon die in one of the most horrible ways imaginable, although this is only my plan A. If any problems proceed, there are always better ways of dispatching my victims. I tunjuk my ID to the security officer, and he...
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NIGHTFALL: A NOVEL sejak AXEL MCCORMICK
Copyright: 2013

CHAPTER ONE:
CRYSTAL FALLS, CALIFORNIA
FEBRUARY, 1850

The tahun is 1850. My name is Ashley Garland; I live in the small town of Crystal Falls, on the west coast of the United States. At the moment, I am being hunted, sejak what I do not currently know. All I know at present about my foe is that I fear for my life. In fact this whole ordeal has been about a week in the making. About a week ago, the people of Crystal Falls were gathered in the town hall, when a man suddenly began pounding on the door, pleading for help. After some of the citizens finally...
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posted by Dreamcatcher26
Khloe, Caroline, a few other Friends and I flung ourselves down the jalan to the hottest club in town devils lounge, I was thankful that the bouncers here were as dumb witted as everywhere else about fake ids.

Inside the club Icy, smoke lurked on the ground; coloured lights gave me a spontaneous rush of excitement. I looked at the seas of bodies that were grinding on the dance floor, an arm snaked around my waist before spinning me around to hold me in their grip.

'Scarlett Bayi anda joining us tonight for a hit?'
I scoffed and pushed Eric of me.
‘Control your brother Khloe before the dog gets...
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So, hi.
To those of anda who don't know me, my name is Josephine. anda can see me mostly hanging about the Heroes of Olympus spot.
I write mostly fanfic on Fanpop (If anda want to see my original work check out HousexofxNight on Quizilla), but my friend annabeth523 asked me to post this online so she could read it.

Basically put, this year, on the first of September, I turn sixteen. My goal is to have typed 100,000 words of a single story sejak then. I started typing on the 28th of December 2012 and I am just over 42,000 words in. I am now editing what I have written so far.

What anda are about to read...
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