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Hi fan 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 anda don't know what Writer's Block is atau if anda 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 atau 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. anda need a break, simple as that. But remember to rest your eyes too atau you'd either be getting glasses, atau need your degree raised. It's not a good thing!

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

Step 3: Actually Finding Inspiration
-If anda haven't thought of your ending atau just want to find ways to make things lebih interesting for your story, finding inspiration is essential, so the easiest thing to do? Read. Read buku you've never read before that have similarities to your own story. I'm not asking anda 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 daftar is almost endless. Even your own fantasies, your life and things around anda 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 anda 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 detik atau third person terms unless your story is in first person. Why is this important in fighting Writer's Block? Simple. It can make anda last longer in menulis so Step 1 doesn't have to be repeated often.

Step 5: Management and Drafting
-Once all inspirations have moved into your head, and anda know how to write as if it's anda in there, write down all ideas, as many as possible. anda can refer to this daftar if anda don't feel like going through the whole 5 steps again. Then again, it's always good to have lebih 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 puncak, atas and...you get the point. After that, do drafting. It's advisable to use a pencil for this because anda might end up throwing drafts away if they don't turn out how anda expected. This helps anda go through your ideas and let anda see how well it works out. anda can't just write everything straight from your head all the time as it can become awkward. This last step is honestly directed lebih to menulis 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 menulis 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!
Greetings writers club, i am also an artist like all of anda :) i am the A&Os best heavy metal song writer and i want to tampil anda 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 anda 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 gambar 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 oleh 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 diposting here, you'll actually see the depth and power and horror of the song.
Written oleh a friend of mine from school.

Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen malaikat 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 kupu-kupu 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 dapur in which Linda was preparing dinner. 
   "He's just down about something," Linda said, smiling at Amena. "He'll be out the menit he smells dinner." Amena took the spoon from Linda's hand and smiled.
   "Don't worry, I can finish up here," she berkata warmly. "Why don't anda rest for a while outside, maybe get some fresh air?" The detik 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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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 anda 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 anda go
But I can pull up my pullups,
And do it with dignaty,
Yes theyve asked, but i berkata 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 kursi 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 kursi in front of me, avoiding eye contact with anyone.

After about a twenty menit 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, anjing 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 tahun old girl with short, kinda boyish blonde hair. She has a curious and Mischievous personality and a tomboyish attitude. She loves Music, she plays piano and gitar 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 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 puncak, atas 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, anda shouldn't be here".Jason berkata weakly."No I'm not leaving you, I want to know that your ok"! I berkata putting my hand on one of the holes on the cage."I'm find babe just leave before anda get hurt"! He berkata desperately. He put his hand where my and was, and I could feel the warmth of the cinta 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 sebelumnya 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 lebih caring.

Back at home, when she was actually...
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I'm kinda new to writing(well sorta. I'm menulis 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 anda think of this so I can see if I should start menulis the story atau 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 oleh 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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posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830
Introduction


Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that anda could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story atau movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, atau feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as anda probably know. Imaginary friends can be anything anda want them to be. An animal, a creature anda made up, a monster, atau just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary friends that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
posted by gabatron3000
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posted by r260897
Zean sat on his tempat tidur with his Zeal. He looked at “her” with cinta but pain in his eyes. He was about to play something but stopped when his door was knocked. It was Ben. “ Ben, what are anda doing here? Its mid…” he wasn’t completed when Ben berkata “its just 4:45 p.m. it isn’t midnight. Zean, I don’t know about you. But I know our Zean. Please don’t try to bury your past in your jantung coz it will occupy the room, which happiness and joy should own. It isn’t midnight and neither your life…. Don’t make it midnight. Well gotta go. I promised Ilm to teach him to play drums,...
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posted by para-scence
Inspired oleh the song, "Looking Glass" oleh The Birthday Massacre.

"Waiting as I'm wanting to. Speaking as I'm spoken to. Changing to your point of view. I fade as I follow you. A boyish notion of false emotion. These words are spoken despite my love. A fool's devotion was set in motion. My eyes are open now."




I'd thought there was nothing wrong.

"He's really sweet, I promise," I'd said. They just didn't know him like I did. It made me angry. He really wasn't bad; just some anger management problems. That was no reason to be afraid.

Now I wasn't so sure.

"Look at me when I talk to you," he snapped....
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posted by DxCFan123
I wanted until morning. I was actually able to still live in my room. It wasn't an aparition atau anything weird. Like I never got bitten. Like I ran from him and was aman, brankas with my family. When morning came, I grabbed all my dresses and ran to the nearest mall and looked at the directory. Upstairs. I went up the escalator. I slowly walked inside the shop. It felt eerie and dark. That frightful night played back in my head.

"Help! Someone!" "Mamma! Mamma! Mam-"

"M'aam? How may I help you?" I snapped back to reality. "Oh, I have these old dresses and I thought a thrift store could take them." I set...
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posted by DxCFan123
It was the selanjutnya day. I got dressed nervously, had Bruno thought I was a helper? I put on a blue kemeja that berkata "Do I Look Like I Care?" and skinny jeans. I ran outside to look for the bus, it wasn't there. I waited and waited, but it never came! I ran to school. I finally got to school no one was in the halls. I realized everyone was in class. I wrote a fake note in cursive the best I could. When I walked into class I gave the teacher the note. She read happily. Not looking angry at all, she berkata "Oh! I didn't give anda a note. It was saying the bus driver was sick and there were no subs availble. Sorry!" I replied with " It's fine"
posted by para-scence
"Honey, do anda feel guilty for what your parents did?" Dr. Bellamont asked. We were in the middle of a session that I was being forced to participate in. I shrugged. "I think anda do," she berkata quietly. I clenched my hands into fists. It made me mad that she assumed that. It also made me mad that she was also kind of right.

Dr. Bellamont went on for a while, saying about how it wasn't my fault for what my parents did. After a couple menit I got sick of listening to her and blocked everything out. She sighed.

"Hecate? Are anda even listening?" she asked. I nodded, and she raised an eyebrow. I...
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posted by Insight357
“Yes, that’s right,” I nodded my head. Trying to convince myself I was strong enough to do this. “I’m leaving you! You’re hateful and abuse me! I deserve better than you!” Kind of…
    “You’re really going to leave me, Erik? But what about all the fun we had together?” He took another step toward me. I cringed, stop being so afraid, I sternly told myself.
    “Fun for anda maybe. All I’ve gained from this relationship was these,” I stuck out my arm and pointed to my face. He only looked at me and shook his head.
    “I...
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