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f I had to identify the most important step in nghề viết văn an essay, I would probably say it was the organization. Coming up with a thesis is a big part of essay writing, but it doesn’t mean anything if bạn do not have the proper support for it. That is where organization comes into play. If bạn can put your thoughts in the right order, bạn can get people to feel a certain way as they read your work. It’s like taking them on a journey through your mind.

Here are some tips to help bạn effectively organize your essays in the future.

The Pyramid Method
This is my yêu thích way to write essays, and I feel it is the most effective. bạn start bởi barely introducing what bạn are going to talk about, and then bạn build a pyramid of support from there. In the conclusion, bạn make your big, powerful assertion that makes people go “Wait, what just happened? I just got chó cái, bitch slapped bởi brilliance!” This method is great for persuasive essays, but I use it for everything. It just makes sense.

The Inverted Pyramid Method
This is the exact opposite of the method above, where bạn start with a big idea and then support it afterward. I don’t like this because it lacks progression. It doesn’t keep people hooked. It may work well for a web bài viết hoặc a news story, but not a college essay. Nevertheless, some professors tình yêu this method, so bạn just have to test it out and see what they think.

The sandwich, bánh sandwich Method
In this method, bạn start with something big, provide support, and end with something equally big. Basically bạn have a thesis at the beginning that poses a câu hỏi hoặc a problem, and then bạn have a conclusion that các câu trả lời it. I have used this method a few times, and it has worked well. I would recommend using it at least once hoặc two.

General Tips for Essay Organization
In the case of a compare and contrast essay, don’t do one paragraph for one story and then another paragraph for the other story. Try to mix the two together and compare them point bởi point. Each point would be an bài viết all its own.

Try to talk about events in chronological order so your readers can follow them. If bạn jump all through a book hoặc resource, bạn may lose track of your focus and fluidity.

Don’t be afraid to use small paragraphs if bạn have different topics in each of them. It is better to do that than to have a long paragraph that no one wants to read through.

If bạn follow my tips above for your tiếp theo essay in college, bạn should be able to wow the professor and get your point across at the same time. Good luck!
posted by wolfclan121
Death was in the park. He was making a crack in a plank of the bridge right in front of them. Right in front of Jannet. "Um..Jane I think we should tell your Những người bạn to meet us at your place!" Dave yelled. "Why? The're over there in the car park." "I - I just don't think bạn should vượt qua, cross that bridge! It looks unsafe!" "It's fine! Come on!" But it wasn't fine. As soon as she stepped on that first plank, she fell through. Her foot was stuck in between two planks and she couldn't move. She was drowning. "Jane! No not Jane too!" He screamed as he tried to free her broken foot. Jane too? Then I...
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posted by Insight357
    I bent back gracefully, my arms extended to where my fingers almost skimmed the ice. I slid along a curve before straightening back up, a black feathered sleeve coming across my face. My feet crossed as I went into a small spin on the Nữ hoàng băng giá water. I skated over to the light blue wall, and took a long breath.
    I had been training for a skating competition for about a week, and I could feel the bruises from yesterday throbbing. I’d had my fair share of falls the past week and it seemed today the ngày the pain wanted to play hell.
    I...
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posted by wolfclan121
I loved to write songs. These beautiful poems of love, heartbreak, life and misery. I still do. Shame they'll never reach the world as I hoped.
But, life is life and death is well, death. I wish I could still play with Eyes Of The Wolf, my old band. I remember the lullaby I wrote for Jannet when she had nightmares.


'Prr, Prr
Of the Cat on the mat so peaceful
Cheep, Cheep
Of the Bird in the garden so alive
Neigh, Neigh
Of the Horse on the racecourse so nhanh, swift
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow bạn take life's tiếp theo test'




I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not hát loud enough. Sometimes she hears me sing a few lines. I know because sometimes when I sing she'll start crying. I don't know why. Maybe she misses me. hoặc maybe I scare her. I don't know. The world is a very strange place
posted by SueLuvsVJ101
 The leader, Miranda, looking like she stepped from a 17 magizine, as always.
The leader, Miranda, looking like she stepped from a 17 magizine, as always.
I watched the 'It' girls stride down the hall. They smiled their perfect, white toothed smiles at cute senior boys, who of course drooled and practicially fell over. The way they looked, you'd think they owned the school. The leader, Miranda, pulled out her perfectly intact iPhone with its blinged out màu hồng, hồng case, and texted quickly, lavender thumbs tapping the screen. Her crew, Kristen and Lillianna, dutifully following like chó on leashes. Miranda was a beautifully devious, and knew how to make it hurt HARD. Lillianna wasn't much for saying anything, anything NICE, that is. And of course,...
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posted by jklilly56
    “Dude are bạn even ready for school tiếp theo Monday? I haven’t had time to go shopping with getting ready for fair and everything.” I was talking to my best friend Kat on the phone since I was freaking out about doing two project boards in less than 12 hours. “Hell to the no I’m not, bạn know me procrastinating Randy. We’ll have to go shopping on Sunday when we’re all done cleaning up.” It was so hard getting ready to go into our freshman năm when our first ngày after the county fair ended. “Randy! How am I ever going to get all my clothes figured out?!”...
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posted by nick_cross
When I awoke it was already dark out, and there was a man on the other side of the porch screaming out into the night, I rose and tried to listen. I couldn’t make out much of what he was saying but it sounded like he was asking a lot of questions. For a một giây I thought maybe he was screaming at somebody. Out of curiosity, I started walking over to him to see who he was screaming at. When I got close enough I could see that he was looking up facing the sky, I couldn’t see his face because it was covered bởi the shadow casted from the ceiling of the porch. When I got even closer I smelled...
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Greetings writers club, i am also an artist like all of bạn :) i am the A&Os best heavy metal song writer and i want to hiển thị bạn all what i can do :).

branded the animal:

VERSE 1:
Branded like an animal
The lack of sleep will burn in my mind
You won't leave until bạn make your message clear
(for peace of mind) (for peace if mind)

VERSE 2:
Breathing very deeply
You will never know how I feel
Leaving me with hình ảnh of perfect insanities field
(for peace of mind) (for peace of mind)

CHORUS:
Leaves me with Words of pure damnation that I am.
(cause i am damnation personified)
i have been
branded like...
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posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830
This is a song inspired bởi Anastasia's Once Upon a December. Also, it's the main song for my novel-in-progress, Imaginary. It's a song in which one of the main characters sings to cheer her up when she's scared. And once I finally get the story đã đăng here, you'll actually see the depth and power and horror of the song.
Written bởi a friend of mine from school.

Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen thiên thần always sing
Once upon a December

Blood is flowing and it's warm,
Life's nightmares are like a storm
Demons dancing gracefully
across my memory

Broken bướm with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.
posted by LovingLucy
Scraping at the boughs,
Unknowns becomeths known,
Where shards break across my skin as my mind is shredded into nothing.
How did I get here?
How did I become this?
How do I get out?
Trapped inside a thousand mirrors,
Seeing so many façades,
Which one is me?
Carved up and bleeding,
Happy unconscious,
Pepped up to go?
Nails scratch into my brain,
As I pick apart memories,
For a clue.
An inkling.
An idea.
Lost!
I’m so lost!
Where do I fit in anymore?
Who am I?
And how did I wind up here?
posted by Vampiyaa
   "What's wrong with Raphael?" Amena asked confusedly, entering the phòng bếp, nhà bếp in which Linda was preparing dinner. 
   "He's just down about something," Linda said, smiling at Amena. "He'll be out the một phút he smells dinner." Amena took the spoon from Linda's hand and smiled.
   "Don't worry, I can finish up here," she đã đưa ý kiến warmly. "Why don't bạn rest for a while outside, maybe get some fresh air?" The một giây Linda left Amena began digging for a pot.
   Raphael may have stolen my first kiss, she thought bitterly. But that doesn't mean that I shouldn't help him out...

Raphael lay there...
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posted by para-scence
I slammed the car door shut, and faced the school.

"Have a good ngày sweetie," Mom said, somewhat hopefully from the drivers seat. Just the words made me want to ball up and cry. She drove away, leaving me in the dust. I would not survive this day.

Not that I deserve to.

I clutched my sách to my chest, and tried to keep my eyes fixed on the ground. But I still felt their eyes on me.

"Bitch," they muttered.

"She deserves to die," others said. Didn't they know I want to? Didn't they know how much strength it took to keep breathing? And when I did, it was the everlasting pain that nearly brought me to my death. But I could only hope.

But they didn't know this. They just knew it was my fault. And it was. It was all my fault for what had happened.

And I'd live with this guilt till I die.

*****************************

Please let me know if I should continue this; I don't know if I should.
Can I Hate You?

Can I Hate You? I dont know.
You did so much, to make me smile,
I wish I hadnt fallen so hard, so fast, with my eyes closed.
You loved me,I think, I know I loved you.
I cant just throw it away over night.
I want bạn back, here with me.
I miss being yours, I miss it.
I know I'm strong, I know I'll live.
I know I wont die.
Can I hate you? I dont know.
I've decided I cant, no matter your choices,
It hurts yes, to see bạn go
But I can pull up my pullups,
And do it with dignaty,
Yes theyve asked, but i đã đưa ý kiến no
I dont want them, I want you.
But I guess that cant happen.
So can I hate you? No.


So were...
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posted by para-scence
I was able to find a ghế, chỗ ngồi with a little sixth grader. She pushed herself to the window, making sure she was as far from me as she could get. What, was I diseased? I ignored her and just stared at the ghế, chỗ ngồi in front of me, avoiding eye contact with anyone.

After about a twenty một phút bus ride, we got to the school. Afraid to be noticed, I waited until most of the people got off the bus. This really annoyed the sixth grader; I had her trapped, so she had to wait until I got the guts to cut someone off. Finally, I started to get off the bus, when I felt hands on my back. As I was getting off, they...
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posted by Moonlight_Kitty
The night was hollow, the moon casting gray shadows through the dark forest as he ran.
Darting between trees, jumping over fallen logs, he glided through the forest like a cloaked shadow himself. He was aware of the others in the forest, the dark beasts that chased him. He stopped as several beasts jumped in front of him. Their red eyes held fast to him as their skin rippled and bubbled. He gritted his teeth, once these had been normal dogs, chó he had played with long ago. Now they were beasts of the blackest element, chained to a dark and dismal fate, and loyal to their creator.
He brought...
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posted by Jawas4eva
I need to find a name for my character. She is a twelve năm old girl with short, kinda boyish blonde hair. She has a curious and Mischievous personality and a tomboyish attitude. She loves Music, she plays đàn piano and đàn ghi ta, guitar and can play the Saxaphone really well. She is also very good in school. She has green eyes and likes to draw and write. Her main flaw is when she makes mistakes she has trouble realising that she is only human, and humans make mistakes. I am trying to find a good name but I am having a lot of trouble. Please help!
posted by para-scence
I stayed in my room the whole tiếp theo day. Blair must've come in my room last night after our little confrontation, and removed any sharp objects. My fine-tooth comb is gone. My left arm stung a lot; I was starting to regret doing that a little bit.

I did feel better though.

No one bothered me today. I'd heard someone near my door in the mid-morning, but I heard Blair whisper, "No dear. Let her rest."

I slept most of the day, but I started to get a little anxious in the late afternoon. I paced around for a while, cleaned up a bit, and tried to sleep but couldn't. Then a while later, I gave up and...
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posted by QueridaPantufa
It was a dark day. The wind was rushing through the trees and the rain came down without any mercy. I was alone in the house, searching for something I could do on this stormy day.
I decided to go outside, so I could feel nature’s power rushing through my veins.

Once I opened the door, I felt like I was about to enter a whole different world.
The wind was blowing in my ears and my clothes were soaked the moment I stepped outside.
But I kept going. I did not want to go back. I wanted to keep moving forward.
I wanted to become one with the rain, become one with the wind. I wanted to be the rain...
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posted by ambers1999
I woke up shivering with a red blanket that had holes in it. I see Jason in a clear cage with breathing holes in the hàng đầu, đầu trang and bottom of it, right in front was two men that I woke up to in my dream. I didn't care, I cared about why was Jason in the cage!"Get out of here, bạn shouldn't be here".Jason đã đưa ý kiến weakly."No I'm not leaving you, I want to know that your ok"! I đã đưa ý kiến putting my hand on one of the holes on the cage."I'm find babe just leave before bạn get hurt"! He đã đưa ý kiến desperately. He put his hand where my and was, and I could feel the warmth of the tình yêu he had for me. I saw that he had...
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posted by para-scence
A week later, Blair had gotten us all settled in. I had the one spare bedroom, Kirsten and Sage slept on air mattresses in the other spare bedroom, Paige had a bedroom in the basement, and Mom slept on the pullout couch. Blair and her husband were so nice for taking us in, I'd never be able to thank them enough.

Mom still hadn't found a job. This pleased me, despite our trước đó conversation. I liked it when she was around. She was fun to talk to, and she understood me sometimes. Even if she didn't, she listened to me.

She seemed nicer too, and thêm caring.

Back at home, when she was actually...
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I'm kinda new to writing(well sorta. I'm nghề viết văn a book in the Teen Titans club) So I decided to see if I could write a good story. So here's a prologue and please tell me what bạn think of this so I can see if I should start nghề viết văn the story hoặc not.

Four Hundred years ago, a girl named Akari Kokawa lived in a small village in Japan. She lived alone with her Father, . She never knew her mother for she was killed bởi her husband's brother. Akari's father was a cruel man. He beat his child and would often sell her body to men for money. She had enough of his torture and stabbed him to death...
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