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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!
posted by QueridaPantufa
It was winter 1957. Everything was covered in snow and ice. It was the coldest time of the year. Especially for John Keensley. At the moment he was lying in the park, on a bench. He had put some old newspapers on him, trying to get a little bit warmer. It didn’t matter anyway, since it was snowing all night long. He hadn’t slept for about four nights now. Not since he escaped his prison, the orphanage. Now he was caught in a whole new prison. He spent the whole ngày trying to find food. He didn’t have any money though, so sometimes he lấy trộm, đánh cắp some thực phẩm to get through the day. When it started...
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xin chào guys, i hope u like this one......

Destiny.i found it just where i was trying to
hide from it.


I dragged Jared into the side, and leaned him up against the wall. I used my sleve to wipe the most of his blood from his face, and checked the rest of his body. he seemed intact. I took another shaky breath to calm myself down; all that mattered was finding out the truth. I laughed, but it sounded; wrong. I dint nottice that jared had woke from the startled sound, and was staring at me shocked. i turned around to face him, and stopped abruptly. his eyes flicked to the blood on my sleve, and back...
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I know it's short, I made it just for fun :)

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One lonely sunday afternoon
I sit in my chamber and have nothing to do
My tình yêu is far away
I wonder if (s)he's already forgotten me

So I sadly watch the sky
See the raindrops passing by

One looonely sunday afternooon...
One looonely sunday afternoon

One lonely sunday afternoon
I'm even as my hoa still out of bloom
I find some old photos, covered with dust
I cannot forget bạn although I know that I must

So I sadly let them fly
And this time I have to cry

One looonely sunday afternooon...
One looonely sunday afternoon

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posted by I_DONT-KNOW
HIII, WELL WHAT HAS BEEN HAPPENING? ROBYN, RICK, JADEN EVEAN JOCE LILY Rose Zander AND LUKE, HAVE ALL WENT INTO THE WOODLAND TO FIND GEMMA AND BRINGHER HOME, BUT WILL THEY ALL MAKE IT BACK OUT?



I woke up groggily, and was startled when i felt someones arms around my waist, i gently rubbed my hands tentively up then. Jaden. He has to di chuyển before anyone wakes up, i turned onto my other side so that i was facing him, "Jaden," i Whispered shaking him slightly, he snorted and opened his eyes, he seemed surprised to see me like i had, "You have to go back to where bạn where, if they see bạn the...
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posted by HarryPLover
"Aymen."
I finished my prayer and hopped into bed. I was just completely exhausted. So I wouldn't think about how much I missed Matt I kept myself busy. Though it was keeping me busy it mad me very tired. Matt had only been gone 3 days though. Meaning, four thêm to dread. All I could do was sleep.
The tiếp theo morning wasn't as quite, hoặc as awful. I had gotten up way to early and figured I could watch some television. It was 4 in the morning; and just as I was falling asleep to Spongebob's voice a noise came from my computer went off. I skipped to the computer hoping it was Matthew. But, to my surprise...it...
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posted by Percysclique
Chapter 4- Near Death at Dawn
Princess Amorite woke to the sound of bells ringing throughout the castle. The warning bells. The guards knew Kaolin was missing.
    Amorite’s tim, trái tim began to beat faster. It was beating to the rhythm of Kaolin running quickly out of the dungeon hours ago. She feared her tim, trái tim would leap right out of her chest. If the soldiers found Kaolin, he would be killed. Amorite couldn’t let that happen.
Outside the sun was starting to rise. Kaolin was probably almost out of the city.
    Amorite had been Kaolin’s best friend since...
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posted by irena83
Throughout misty forest
bạn seek for spark of hope.
Your life held by
darkness thoughts,
anchor is
some place else.


Bad luck follows bạn
like a hook,
won't let bạn go,
won't leave bạn alone.


bạn smile today,
and cry whole eternity,
like that's your fate,
disturbing thoughts
to lie inside of you,
to take away everything
that bạn hope for.


Devil is calling your name,
leaves bạn not,
bạn don't see the Angel on
your shoulder,
trying to give bạn a strength.


bạn long for life
that bạn don't know of,
bạn seek for peace,
trying to get away
from misty forest
that stains your heart
into black.
 Hayly's gucci boots
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
Going to school the tiếp theo ngày was like shoving needles up my toenails. Everybody, and I mean everybody, was asking me about Lola, not even a bit sympathetic hoặc caring towards how I felt about my best friend. All I knew was that I was one hundred percent ready to cú đấm somebody's throat out from under their chin. After about, oh, the twelfth person asking me, "I hear your best friend died," I was so about to take a spin in my parents SUV into the Boston Harbor. I stopped talking before first period began.
Lunch was even worse; I shoved myself into a corner in the library, not even bothering to...
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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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