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You can discover your favourite band when you’re in your late twenties. You can meet your best friend when you’re in your thirties. You can finally accomplish a life goal when you’re in your fifties. Your youth isn’t the only time frame where amazing, life-changing things can happen.
The truth guys
Insomnia Nine Nine (x)
Great game number 7 remake coming soon :D
NaNo Prep: Outline Your Story Like a Subway Map
We’re deep into NaNo Prep Season, and this week, we’ve asked participants to share their thoughts on how to craft great plots and build immersive worlds. Today, author and entrepreneur Gabriela Pereira shares her method of mapping out her story:
As a New Yorker born and raised, I think of an outline as being like a subway map. What I love about this approach is that it allows you to see how the various threads of your story work together, but you can also tease those elements apart and look at them individually to see how each thread holds up on its own.
When you make a subway map outline, each line represents a different subplot or story element you want to track. The dots (or stops) represent scenes in your story. Some scenes are like local stops on a subway and apply only to one story thread, while other scenes are like express stops and represent intersections between the story threads and mark key moments in your story. For an example of this technique in action, check out the subway map of Suzanne Collins’ The Hunger Games.
Want to learn how to put together a story map like this? Here’s a step-by-step guide.
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Need to try this might get my book done faster haha
Winner Yeollie-bells
Thanks for playing I pm’d you for the giveaway what you won. Hope fully next time we can get more people thanks for following i followed back and keep in touch i have 1 every week
Ok i literally just found your blog and i think its FANTASTIC, but i NEED to do your quote thing cause i actually knOW the answer!! Its Tyrion right? George R. R. Martin/game of thrones! Its one of the best lines imo!!
Yes how are you?
Quote Contest
“Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness. Armour yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you.”
Just tell me- The name of the character that said it, The author of the book, and follow that’s it.
I will make sure it all checks out and draw the winners name then you will win something from the the series the quote is from
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He knelt over her quivering body, his fingertips brushing lovingly over her cheek as he looked down at her with mingled sadness and love.Blood seeped across her pale dress, the crimson a great contrast to the lightness of her skin. Setting aside his armor he murmured his love for her even as he knew she was too far gone to hear. laying his broken body beside hers, his head coming to rest upon her chest even as the mortal wounds he had obtained caused him great pain, nearly blind and numb with agony, felt her breathing become feebler still. mild surprise coursed through him as her quickly cooling hand brushed over his hair and neck in feather-light caresses, his eyes closed on their own even as he struggled to keep them open. Her heart beat softer, and softer, his own matching its slowing rhythm. After several moments her hand stopped, resting atop his bloodied head and he lost his fight, letting his eyes close even as a tear slipped down his cheek, for her heart had ceased beat, and his had followed -by Violet shotter.
mom thinks i’m bright but not vivid enough to illuminate the world to her, i am merely a firefly trapped in a mason jar i just wish she’d poke holes in the lid - not only because she’s suffocating me - but so i could at least pretend they’re stars
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#reblog #great poem #follow #follow back #poem
please please please please please, don’t break me. this is the only thing i’ll ever ask you. please.
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Very relatable
mom thinks i’m bright but not vivid enough to illuminate the world to her, i am merely a firefly trapped in a mason jar i just wish she’d poke holes in the lid - not only because she’s suffocating me - but so i could at least pretend they’re stars
smspoetry (via smspoetry)
Love this poem :)
Tomorrow Game Giveaway
Tomorrow I will post a quote from a book. The person that guesses the quote and follows will when the giveaway it will be something from that franchise. If the quotes from Harry Potter you will have a chance to win a movie or the book etc..
Hope everyone has a good day follow and ill follow back :D
Halloween Party poem
It’s a fucked up Smashmouth Halloween.
Severed ties, blown minds, all of you are high on heroin.
Girls for fun, boys for fodder.
Hot or not you’ll join the slaughter.
Trick or Treat what deceit.
I pick trick so you probably caught something from this poem.
Rhyme or lyrics raise your glass and drink your spirits.
Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.
Harry Potter- Dumbledore
New blog poem
I was forced to grow up faster. I was forced to play the bastard. Mamma never really gave a damn. Daddy never played his hand. I was forced to fake a smile. I was forced into exile. Muse, I called her abuse she taught me. Excuse she gave but misuse sent her to the grave. I was forced to come and stay. I was forced to watch her be buried on that day. Everyone I knew and loved now reduced to bone. Then I stood all alone waiting for my new foster home. I forced myself to make it last. I forced myself to remember the past. Days pass, months fly, years go by here I am now a brand new guy. New home, friends, a loving family a future I have a new one my past cannot deny me. I wrote this when I was bored maybe someone can relate. :D New blogger guys
