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Hi những người hâm mộ of Writing! I bet we all experienced Writer's Block before, heck, all writers must have. It's frustrating isn't it? So I devised 5 steps to get rid of it and get rid of it fast. If it doesn't work, devise your own plan, but here's mine.
P.S. If bạn don't know what Writer's Block is hoặc if bạn haven't experienced it yet, I'm not giving an explanation so find out what it's like first!

Step 1: Don't Panic
-Panicking hoặc fussing over your running out of inspiration will just make things worse and definitly lead straight to mind blank mode. So just relax and do something else other than writing. Writer's block does come from us over-stressing our mind with our stories after all. bạn need a break, simple as that. But remember to rest your eyes too hoặc you'd either be getting glasses, hoặc need your degree raised. It's not a good thing!

Step 2: Think of Your Ending
-If bạn are nghề viết văn a story but haven't thought of the ending, bạn might want to skip to the tiếp theo step first. After taking a break bạn should try nghề viết văn all ending ideas down on paper and look through them. Seeing how bạn want to end it can give bạn ideas on how to connect that with what you've already written. Sometimes, that can be the immediate cure. And don't say bạn don't want spoilers. It's your own story you're the one nghề viết văn it! Don't be ridiculous! Trust me, I've met people like that.

Step 3: Actually Finding Inspiration
-If bạn haven't thought of your ending hoặc just want to find ways to make things thêm interesting for your story, finding inspiration is essential, so the easiest thing to do? Read. Read sách you've never read before that have similarities to your own story. I'm not asking bạn to copy, but think of it as comparing your work with others who deal with similar subjects. You're bound to find good ideas. Other sources include newspaper articles, fanfictions maybe, anime/manga, TV shows, movies...the danh sách is almost endless. Even your own fantasies, your life and things around bạn can help. Hey, I got some of my ideas from my life fantasies and crazy dreams.

Step 4: Involving Yourself
-Don't skip this it's important to know. Pretend it's yourself in your story. Write as if it's your own life. That way bạn can really make your story good and convincing. Good vocabulary and grammer alone isn't enough. Just remember to replace all first person terms with một giây hoặc third person terms unless your story is in first person. Why is this important in fighting Writer's Block? Simple. It can make bạn last longer in nghề viết văn so Step 1 doesn't have to be repeated often.

Step 5: Management and Drafting
-Once all inspirations have moved into your head, and bạn know how to write as if it's bạn in there, write down all ideas, as many as possible. bạn can refer to this danh sách if bạn don't feel like going through the whole 5 steps again. Then again, it's always good to have thêm ideas but don't add too much in one story. It's not a good idea. Manage all your ideas in the order of your story, meaning, whichever happens earlier is at the hàng đầu, đầu trang and...you get the point. After that, do drafting. It's advisable to use a pencil for this because bạn might end up throwing drafts away if they don't turn out how bạn expected. This helps bạn go through your ideas and let bạn see how well it works out. bạn can't just write everything straight from your head all the time as it can become awkward. This last step is honestly directed thêm to nghề viết văn well but it's in here because it can help prevent Writer's Block considerably effectively.

Well, that's pretty much it. I write a lot but I'm not that good so nghề viết văn this was a little weird for me so if it seems strange please let me know. The way I wrote it, I mean. Anyway I hope this helps some of you. Enjoy writing!
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Hayly's gucci boots
this is my first marvel fanfiction.i have a great idea and i hope u like it - charly x

Hayly's P.O.V

I guess your wondering what this story is about well its my story.My name is Hayly McCarthy and i was just a normal kid living in London,England that was until the last week of my 10th năm of school when i found out i was different than my friends,family and other students.

"Hayly wake up your going to be late for school." my mom called up the stairs.I moaned and forced myself out of bed,i took and vòi hoa sen and got ready for school.Today i decided to wear my rolling stones hàng đầu, đầu trang with my cut off skinny...
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posted by AvaMarch
Away, I ran. Not caring about how cold it was hoặc how bad my chest ached. All I knew was to run. To run fast and long. To get as far away as possilbe. My face and arms were getting sliced with passing branches but I didn't care. My legs carrying me further into the dark forest. My mind tried to process what had just happened, but I was still in shock. Both of my parents had just been murdered. And my father's last words were "Run, Lester, run." As any child, (I hope) I obeyed my father's last wishes, I ran. I didn't know if the murderers were after me hoặc not. It didn't matter.
It was the middle...
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posted by grissomsgirl
This isn't a timeline story Gilbert is three and this is my first try at fanfiction, so please be gentle!

All Đội điều tra hiện trường characters owned bởi CBS except for Grissom Junior, he's mine, I hope!


Hello my name is Gilbert Arthur Grissom Junior and this is my story, I was born three years cách đây in San Francisco to my mother Sara who was all alone at the time of my arrival, as I grew up Mommy kept making references to my father whom she wanted to either strangle for the lack of help hoặc Kiss him senseless, neither of which I understand about as I'm only three. Anyway after turning three that August I started...
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posted by HarryPLover
I saw the look on his face. His immediate disbelief. (My immediate disbelief.) This could not be happening. I mean I didn't actually tình yêu him like that could I? I have known this dude since the 3rd grade, it would make sense but not for Matthew And I. We are always the exception to that whole best Những người bạn fall in tình yêu thing. I mean I tình yêu Matthew as a friend but not like that! I couldn't think straight. My head was spinning. And just when I thought it couldn't get any worse...,
"I tình yêu bạn too."
Crap! Are bạn serious? i'm already freaking out because I đã đưa ý kiến it and now bạn say it! He doesn't...
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posted by HarryPLover
I can began to see the side view mirrors fog up as I sit alone the car. Matt was still in the front yard, pacing back and forth, and back and forth. A part of me just wanted him to get in the car already but the other part of me just wanted to stay alone. As I began to get Mất tích in my thought I saw the car door open. Matt got in and didn’t bother to turn on the car. he didn’t look at me and I didn’t look at him. He finally turned on the car…slowly..but he turned it on. He sighed low enough for me not start the conversation. As he pulled out and started off on the road I just looked out...
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posted by HarryPLover
We pulled up to little Amber Scott’s house. A thousand words were going through my head as I saw her house. No parents. Beer. Football players. Matthew. This is not a good mix. I looked back at Matt who looked just as worried as i did.
“We stay hoặc go? Your call Jaz.” I thought about this for a good long moment.
“We’ll stay but we just have to be careful. I don’t want a repeat of the last party we went to.” He nodded his head in agreement and made a u-turn to park. We got out of the car with some caution and then headed for the door. The tress were covered with toilet paper. Every...
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posted by HarryPLover
The roar of the cafeteria was getting out of hand. Some teens screaming in horror. Others encouraging the fight. Some just speechless. i tried my hardest to push through the crowd to see what was going on. I heard the chanting of kids saying “FightFight!” Along with my best friend’s name somewhere in there in that chant. Matthew never learned. Matthew is my best friend and he can never seem to stop and think before doing something. He speaks his mind too quickly and always thinks that people should either put up hoặc shut up. I’m not surprised that he would think that, I mean boys will...
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posted by iluvPrinceMJ213
I broke up with Aiden and am now dating Connor. I walked to the gym door and pull it open and there Damon and Seriphina are kissing. I shut the door before they see me. I go to my Private Creative nghề viết văn classes where Mr. Klamer tells me that I am going to be successful and I should start sending off College Applications. I choose 5 Colleges Colorado University, Adams State College, Dathmonth, and Cornwall, Hawaii College. Damon chose Colleges in Colorado and Canada. Connor picked all the ones I did even though he’d rather not go to college I push him to do so. Pranet wants to go back to...
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posted by iluvPrinceMJ213
I look around the almost empty room that is only filled with my Queen sized giường and bàn with my laptop on it. I sit on the edge of my giường and lung lay, swing my feet. I look down at the Converse’s on my feet. When I look up Gabriel’s standing in the door way. “Big house huh” he asks? “Yea.” “I figure well find a way to make it homey.” Gabriel and his optimisticness. He sits tiếp theo to me on the edge of my giường and I lay my head on his shoulder and touch his flaxen blonde hair and rub his tan skin that matches my own. “Keaira it’s going to be ok mom at least talked Damon into coming with...
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posted by CullenProperty
Lola. I haven't đã đưa ý kiến much about Lola. And now that she's gone, it's like . . . well, it's like I don't have to say anything about her. Like all the memories, great times, funny sayings that were made up along with her have now vanished. I didn't even go to her funeral. What kind of friend am I? How dissapointed her parents probably are of me. I don't know what I'm supposed to do, I'm too embarrassed to go over to their house and talk about their dead daughter. I don't know what I'd do if they came over here; What would I say? "I'm sorry about your daughter, my best friend. She was like a sister...
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posted by CullenProperty
It's our week for spring break and I've thought about calling Nick, but every time I dial his number, that's all I do, I always hang up. Sometimes I just hold the phone in my hands and it never makes it to my ear.
But, one ngày my little Volkswagen breaks down and since dad doesn't know anything about automobiles, we have to take it Luy's cửa hàng - the place Nick works.
I drive our old Chevy, towing my bug to Luy's with Dad and he unhitches it when we get there.
"Grace, I gotta get to work, maybe Nick can bring bạn home," dad says, looking tentifully at the nhà để xe part of the shop.
"But dad, what...
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posted by dancing_banana
Peter
    After that argument everything changes. She’s always in my mind, always. Maybe she really was right I mean what she đã đưa ý kiến about things getting better makes sense even if it’s hard to. Life is hard, she was right. I mean Carl and Anne aren’t so bad. Having the other kids in the house isn’t that bad either. I just can’t get Kristen out of my head, she reached out to me and cared when no one else did, because of her I don’t feel like I’m losing it all the time. Every time I see her at school I hide behind the crowds, I’ll admit I’m ashamed of hiding...
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posted by Cries_Bloodlova
as i stand bởi the babbling brook i have 3 hoa hồng in my hand. Red Black n White. i Start to think, Why would i need theese 3 things, i dont. Each Rose Stand 4 sumthing, i Throw The red rose first,its for my love.Then its the blk Rose, for my heart, last a White one,for my soul, none of these do i need. 4 i am dead useless apon This Earth These 3 hoa hồng i No longer need. i watch as The Rose get torn up. my tình yêu Then my tim, trái tim then my Soul. Dead but alive. Yrs Past n i am now 54. the Red rose Grows n n now placed in my living room. The blk rose grows n is now over my bed, the White one,O so rare...
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posted by Cutebutcrazy--
Ummmm. Sorry it's another vampire/ vampire hunter story. But its something ive been working on for like 3 years and i want to see what people think before sending it off to get published. So once again sorry and bare with me.



Dear Whoever.
1864. That’s when all of the problems started but of course I wasn’t born yet. So I can’t tell bạn what happened then. I can tell bạn that it still affects me today. That’s why I’m here. So I can tell bạn my part in this.
    I was born into a rich, and royal family daddy’s daddy hit it big in the oil field. At least that’s...
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January 16, 1815

Journal,
    We have gotten fortunate, Journal! Nastea has found coats in the broken down train. She sits bởi Sasha now, covering her in them. And she took one for herself as well. I can see color returning to Sasha’s cheeks. Nastea coughs harshly, shivering nervously. Her toes are turning blue, and one has already fallen off. We slept in the train last night, getting as much warmth as we could. We have to start to di chuyển tomorrow, find shelter. The berries Nastea fed Sasha seem to have made Sasha a lot sicker than she was before. She’s coughing up blood now. The snow around her is stained with red and pink. I attempted to make a ngọn lửa, chữa cháy earlier, and let me tell bạn journal, it didn’t work out. It’s much to cold to start flames. For every time the ngọn lửa, chữa cháy ignites, it extinguishes, the harsh winds blowing it out. I’m losing my teeth, journal. Nastea can’t talk anymore, and her and Sasha’s hair is mostly gone. Journal, what’s happening to us?
    Bye Journal,
        Nadia
posted by Charlieminster
“Uh, Monday mornings” Ellie groaned. She got out of giường slowly and looked at the clock, 10 o’clock, she had half an giờ to get dressed and walk across campus to her first lecture of the day. Ellie put on her yêu thích pair of gray skinny jeans, a black t-shirt with I tình yêu đọc Gô tích sách written on it, a pair of red all ngôi sao Converse and a bag to match. When she walked pass the breakfast bar she picked up her English and History book and her pencil case and put them in to her bag with her cái ví, ví tiền and phone.
        The Ellie made her way across...
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posted by kitsine
The Pookie

The pookie fell from a cây
upon hitting the ground he farted
scared at his own flatulence he tried climbing up the tree. But for every branch he grabbed he tooted. and for every twig he broke, he farted.

farting all the way up, pookie climed that tree. He had to make it to the hàng đầu, đầu trang bạn see, cause that where pookie's make pee. Relief was almost in reach for pookie. till a stiring occurred within.. a rumbling sensation, and pookie knew.. with a tear, that he couldn't hold it in.

Till this ngày those who were near đã đưa ý kiến it sounded like a cow mooing. The momentum of his farts became like a rocket and shot pookie up and out that tree! Up in to the sky..till pookie could not be seen.

moral of story? dont eat beans. O_o

tiếp theo chapter "The pookie Returns"
posted by cutiegirl01
I was sitting on the sand down bởi the bờ biển, bãi biển listening to my cousin Lora babble on about why she had believed in something I can’t remember. I was just staring at the clouds that had rain coming out of it. I was watching how every time I looked at them they seemed to get darker each time.
    Then I felt someone push me onto my back and I heard Lora say, “You’re not listening to me.”
    “Of coarse I am Lora the last thing bạn đã đưa ý kiến was that bạn think that they are horrible things that shouldn’t be alive.” I guessed “Lucky guess. Don’t look...
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posted by juicyjossy9
Think
See
Remember

If we compare the world with a village of 100 inhabitants, taking into account all components, the village would look like this:

♥ 57 Asians – 21 Europeans
♥ 14 Americans – 8 Africans
♥ 52 women – 48 men
♥ 70 coloured people – 30 white
♥ 70 non-Christians – 30 Christians
♥ 89 straights – 11 homosexuals
♥ 6 people would possess 59% of the total global wealth
♥ 6 people would have U.S. citizenship
♥ 80 would be homeless
♥ 70 would be illiterate
♥ 50 would be dependent on someone else
♥ 1 would be dying
♥ 2 would be born
♥ 1 would have a PC
♥ 1 would...
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posted by hannah_vampire
Thanks for the các bình luận plz keep đọc and commenting :)

Nothing thêm then a visual whisper, like a ghost, slipping past not to be seen.I stood still feet planted on the ground and hoping I would be as peacefully As I could and not be scared of what may lie ahead. I could see the fierce ngọn lửa, chữa cháy dieing in peoples eyes and I was hoping that the ngọn lửa, chữa cháy would not fully die in mine.

I walked through the forest as I stopped to see the most beautiful animal before me A real chó sói, sói fully black with a white ngôi sao shape on its right front paw and it was so Sleek and beautiful. I saw a girl running towards me...
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