- Sit down at desk.
- Open Word document.
- Look at blank page.
- Become anxious.
- Decide that the problem is the font.
- Change font.
- Be much happier.
- Look at blank page.
- Make cup of tea/coffee.
- Drink tea/coffee while looking at blank page.
- Do not check Twitter/email/Facebook/Tumblr.
- Check them a little.
- Take a break.
- Sit back down.
- Write something.
- Change font.
- Be much happier.
- Take out phone in case someone wants to ring you.
- Do not play Angry Birds.
- Do not play it.
- Play it a little.
- Put phone away.
- Delete what you have written.
- Write something else.
- Read back over it.
- Shrug. Decide to fix it in the rewrite.
- Congratulations! You've started the book!
Sunday, December 14, 2014
How To Write Books Good, Part 3
Beginning the book:
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Felix: *smiles and starts kissing her neck*
(Byii Jack!)
*grabs Felix's shirt and sighs*
Vik: *smiles* would you like to go out for a drink?
Felix: what is it?
Alys: d drink?
Trying to draw whilst listening to Slipknot. XD XD
This always kind of fails beacuse I can't keep my hand steay enough. XD XD XD
*blinks* Nothing... *kisses*
(Oh Star XD)
Felix: *smiles and kisses again*
(I am back.)
Bethany: There is no reason to be sorry.
Vik: You know, go down the local pub and we have a drink together?
(good times Star, and whatcha drawing?)
*steady
*hugs Inky* :) :) :P
I know. :O
And if I comment here then I can't pay attention to the music, and if I sit still I'm being unproductive, and if I try to draw I can't produce my best work, so what am I to do with this? XD XD
Alys: u okay...
(*huggles Star*)
Word art, SantaohSanta, for my friendle for ChristleMistle (Christmas, just realised that one was hard to translate . . . XD 'sone of my dad's), so lots of felt tip outlines yaaaaaaaay.
I really need to finish it by tonight. Wouldn've done, but the internet Distracted me. O_O
*deepens the kiss*
Felix: *kisses more*
*pulls her closer*
*kisses harder*
Felix; *pins her to the wall and kisses with more passion*
*pulls Felix closer*
Vik: *smiles* great, you go get ready please and I'll wait here
(Your dad has some interesting names for Christmas and stuff related to it, I might keep some of them, so thank you Star )
Felix: *puts hands on her waist and darts kissing her neck*
Alys: I I don't hve a anything to g get ready... So I a am done
*sighs happily and tries to decide wether or not it would be a good idea to take Felix's shirt off*
Felix: *continues and moves to her jawline *
Vik: Okay *makes a mental note to take Alys Clothes shopping*
Lets go *smiles*
Alys: *goves a small
Smile* okay
*removes hi shirt, hoping I won't be murdered in the process*
Felix: *helps her*
You sure?
*smiles* Yeah
Felix : *nods and picks her up*
Vik: Lets go *smiles and goes outside*
*settles in his arms*
Alys: *catches up with him*
Felix : *carries her to the bedroom*
My dad has interesting names for EVERYTHING, yesyes Gar. :) :) *hugs*
He calls tomatoes umtatoes, and then he calls potatoes umtatOES.
:P
And he calls strawberries richberries, because strawberries > poorberries > richberries.
And he calls applejuice Wishbone, because about a decade ago I dropped a wishbone into my apple juice or something so it became wishbone apple juice and then just wishbone. :P
And he calls something skredual, but I've forgotten what that is . . . oh, Ready Brek. :P
And he calls bacon beer-can. :P
And he calls Cheerios Beerios. :P
He used to call me and my sister that pair of pair-eries, but then I think my brother was born or something. :P
And all sorts of stuff. :P You sometimes have to sort of decode the word. XD
(Wow Star!)
*later on*
Magazines. Squaggerin-the-squeens. :P
@Velvet: Yeah. :) :)
Felix: *lays on the bed and pulls her close*
Lol, I like those, *nods* they're funny *hugs*)
Vik: Bike! *his bike drives over to him*
Hop on
*mumbles in my sleep*
Alys: I on t that??
Felix: *smiles and kisses her forehead*
*wakes up* Hey...
Felix: hey *smilrs*
Thanks for last night... *grins*
Felix: *hugs her* it's okay
Vik: Yup, unless you want to walk?
*hugs* What time is it?
Alys: o okay..I'll get o on *swings leg over the bike*
Felix: early ... Want to get up ?
Vik *smiles* there you go *climbs on* if you want to, you can hold onto my waist for extra safety?
I don't mind too much... Your choice for once!
Felix: I'll get up and make you breakfast *gets out of bed*
Alys: I okay *blusjes*
*gingerly hangs on to his waist*
Okay! I'll get changed...
Vik: *starts the bike* are you ready?
Felix: or not *grins*
*pulls on some trousers*
Alys: yes
*laughs and throws on a dress summoned from the air*
Felix: nice *chuckles*
Vik: Okay *guns the engine and drives to the bar*
Alys: *clutches on tight and closes eyes*
Vik: *smiles and speeds up*
(So shipping Felvet ! !)
(Hehe thanks sweetie)
Alys : *tries not to scream and holds on tighter*
*reads the dedication*
Hope, huh?
Hello. You all talk so much...
(*huggles Jai*)
(Okay Gar... I am too at this point...)
Thanks! *grins and walks downstairs to the kitchen*
Vik *pulls up outside the bar* we're here *smiles* )
(welcome back Jai )
Felix: want anything in particular ?
(Who's Jai?)
Alys: I it's over? *gets off bike quickly*
*sigh*
I am not Jai, if that is what you are talking about.
Cake? *smiles hopefully*
Hello again, Velvet.
(Who are you then ?
Sil is jai)
I shall be distant.
Felix: for breakfast ? *arches eyebrow*
(okay blank, Hmmmm the quest to find your identity goes on....)
Vik: *nods it is,
Are you ok? *looks concerned*
(Vel, Jai is Sil's authors name)
(Hi Blank!
Yup, Blank isn't Sil, even I don't know but apparently I knew him/her before he/she changed his/her name)
Yes?
Alys: t that was a scary... L let's go I in
Felix: how about some toast? And then cake?
Santa Claus, why have you changed your name?
Vik: Guessing its your first time on a motorbike? And okay *opens the door* after you
(I have to o to bed now!
Nos da!)
Good night, Inky.
I will be back.
Nos da Chlo *huggles tightly* )
Blank, I changed my name because I fancied a change and I'm feeling festive
(THAT'S IT
What I was talking about earlier, about feeling imagined emotions . . . it's like how I felt when watching Mockingjay Part 1. Mockingjay Part 1 was such an emotional film; I loved it. And like, when I saw Peeta's face on the TV screen, I was imagining Katniss's emotions so hard so as I looked at Peeta I was just crying because I/Katniss was so pleased to see him and I/Katniss loved him so much and we were just so happy to see him, whatever he was saying . . . and I knew I didn't actually feel these emotions, because they were Katniss's emotions, not mine, but I'm imagining so hard what it's like to be Katniss that saying 'she' feel inaccurate because it was what /I/ was feeling, even if it was very weak and watered-down compared to what the real Katniss was feeling.
What's scary is when these empathy-emotions happen but you don't have a character in mind and you're not empathising with anyone . . . you're just imagining you feel something, and you tell yourself it's not actually you, but you keep reacting as if you feel it even though you know you don't . . .
And DAMN, it's interesting. :)
Yes, sorry. Just remembered my example and thought I'd say it to clarify how it felt.)
(Bye Inky!)
*just to be clear - they WERE weak and watered-down. They were second-hand, after all. But even if I'm only feeling them weakly and second-handly, am I not feeling them?
*is slightly bamboozled* yes you are feeling the emotions,
Even if they are second hand and watered down, they still emotions in the end
I am back.
Hello, Star. That is very interesting. I had felt that way before.
Very well then, Santa. Although I am having a difficult time calling you that, because you are not truly Santa Claus... Forgive me for saying.
*sigh*
If my actions do not give myself away, the Internet would...
Velvet: *walks back to my house, shivering. Lets myself in when I get there*
Flo, I'm home!
*waits for an answer but gets nothing. Frowns*
Flo?
*walks into the kitchen and spots a figure by the sink. Grabs my new gun, points it at the intruder and clicks off saftey with one hand and switches on the lights with the other. Gasps*
Kayleigh?
Kayleigh: *spins around* Velvet!
Velv: *puts the gun away* Sorry, I wasn't expecting you and... How are you?
Kay: I'm alright... Sorry I showed up with no warning... Everyone at school was bullying me for being friends with you and... I know you didn't murder those girls... You would never do anything like that...
V: You were bullied?! *runs forwards and hugs Kayleigh* I'm so sorry...
K: *hugs back* It's fine, I had no other friends there anyway... *yawns*
V: *sighs* Where are my manners?! You must be tired after the long journey... How did you even get here?
K: Well, I-
V: Hang on, tell me when you are properly rested... Here's the room! *stops outside the spare room and leads Kayleigh in* Do you need anything or?
L: No, I'm fine thanks...
K: Okay... *smiles* Sleep well! *closes the door quietly*
All by myself.....
Don't want to be all by myself anymore......
All by myself......
Don't want to live all by myself anymore.........
(Gar, come round to mine if you want?)
(ignore that bit above......)
Badly timed......)
(Haha, the offer still stands!)
It appears that I was left behind.
Hello again.
Okay thank you Vel, I'll use Garrett)
*shadow walks to the front door and rings the door bell*
Hello again blank
(Hello Blank! Do you want to come round?)
*walks to the front door and opens it*
Hi Gar! Come in!
*decides to stay away*
(Hi Loki! Do you want to come?)
Go where?
Hello, Loki.
No thank you, Velvet. Have you forgotten that I do not role play?
Please forgive me, but I feel that there is too much role playing going on.
(To my house!)
*goes inside* Hi and thank you Vel
(Hello Loki (+ Zaf, depends if Zaf wants to comment too,) how be you / you both?)
(Oh, okay, sorry Blank!)
I haven't always been that way though...
You're welcome! *show Gar to the living room* Would you like anything to eat or drink?
(Okay...)
Zafira is lucky she currently knows what her name is, to be honest. A lot of things are happening at her home, and with a close relative that she is pretty distraught, she will not be seeing said relative for Christmas.
(Oh... *huggles*)
No thank you, *sits down*
(so Blank, at one stage of you time here you didn't mind role-play / actually did it yourself? )
So how are you?
Please give my condolences to her, Loki. And apologies if that does not sound sincere enough.
(Blank, what gender are you? Only asking because sometimes it makes talking to you a bit confusing and I don't want to offend you...)
(I second What blank said (giving condolences) )
I be okay thank you, how be you *gets comfy and puts my feet up on the coffee table*
Possibly, Santa, but during that time, I hadn't considered it role playing.
It was just having a good time with friends...
Maybe I just do not fully understand what role playing is, but the things I see happening now is very much extreme.
I'm fine thanks!
Kayleigh: *hears voices and creeps down the stairs and into the living room* Hi... Couldn't sleep...
Velvet: Gar, this is Kayleigh, an old school friend, Kayleigh, this is my friend Gar...
Kay: Nice to meet you Gar! *holds out hand to shake*
I have pondered the question, Velvet. If I say, then it would narrow down my identity by half. But, after some consideration, I suppose I could tell you.
I am a female.
(Thanks, of it helps, I still have no idea who you are!)
Rose or Adra or Elleni.
*sighs* Zafira acknowledges your concerns, she is still very distraught.
*shakes hand* nice to meet you too Kayleigh
(maybe what you did with friends is as you said not really role-play but it could be just not to the extreme that most role-playing is done nowadays?)
Huh, now it looks like that robot thing is just showing blurry pictures.
Sorry, not here!
*poofs*
*shakes head at Loki*
I am none of them.
Perhaps, Santa.
Hello and good bye, Lavender.
Thank you. :) :)
And on that note I'm disappearing for the night.
Goodnight my friends!
Aretha?
Good night, Santa.
Hello again, Star.
Please stop trying to guess, Loki. I wish to keep my identity a secret for a little longer... But no, I am not Aretha.
I understand, I shall stop, for now.
Thank you, Loki.
I am sorry, Loki, and Velvet if you are still here. I must go.
Good bye.
Hello.
Nobody seems to be here right now... I'll hang around for a while if anybody does come.
Purple?
Do you guys realise there have been 3 Blanks today?
Or at least 3 different accounts.
1) a person I know
2) Sil
3) no idea
Elleni!
*hugs her tightly*
Hi, I'm glad to see you
Hello.
I know...
Hoot hoot!
Hey Tia
*huggles, Tia* -Zaf
Hey Zaf
Hey,Duggy and Zaffy!
Is Blank here?
(*jerks awake screaming and stares*
*shakes*)
DID SOMEBODY CALL ME?
(No is a perfectly legit answer to this question)
(Also, hi!)
(Oh wait, no, gtg)
(Sorryyyyyyyyyyyyy! D:)
I ought to mention that, at some point, I'd like to speak with Tanya, Tia.
Yes! I did Fabi! N your telephono!
Sil?
*huggles*
Hi/bye/maybe Fabi.
Sil, email... *hugs Jai because Jai makes me happy and things have been making me unhappy so *huggles*
(Why is that, Alastair?)
(*hugs Dug tightly*
Bad dream..)
(Also, hi,Alastair and Sil!)
(*hugs Kas too*)
Are you even here, Alastair?
I intend to ask whether she is still planning to target Blake's family. That was the last thing I saw her planning for.
(*shudders and hides from Alastair*)
You plan to do that, Tanya? I will gladly help.
(No, Alastair, Tanya is currently planning to take over Blogland, so there's no need to worry, Tanya is likely over the whole "threaten to kill Blake's wife" thing.)
*hugs Sil, rubbing her arms*
(*cuddles against Kas*)
(@Kas do you celebrate Christmas?
*stares at screen*
@Sil do you celebrate Christmas?)
Oh, I wasn't worried.
Why is Silente hiding, I wonder?
Hello, Tia. I am now. Why have you asked?
Hello to everyone else as well. I may be distant, so please forgive me.
(I do Kas...
-glances at Alastair- get out of my head please..)
Hello, Blank! How are you feeling?
And why are you hiding your identity?
I am feeling better than I had been earlier, thank you, and my identity is hidden because I do not feel like my old name and person.
I wish to change it, but while I do, I am just blank...
*smirks slightly* Why should I?
(@Alastair Because I like sleep more than I like being woken up because you and her find it fun to eat people in imaginative ways.)
Did you know that Christopher Columbus' men burned some of the tainos alive?
I'm writing a historical fiction story from the point of view of one of them!
(What about your identity? Will you ever reveal it?)
(@Duggy Tainos?)
(Thanks for that Dug..
*gives up on sleep*)
*sighs, and sits in the clearing*
How are you, Loki?
*does not know what Tainos is/are*
Maybe, Tia, although if I do, you may be surprised...
(*waves at Blank*)
Hello.
(I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable or unwelcome or unable to express yourself.)
(Hello, Zaf.)
*Tanya sits down near Loki*
*and shuffles toward him*
*shuffles closer*
*shuffles even closer*
*nods at Silente*
My condolences that you are having trouble sleeping. Please stay until you can go back to bed, which I hope will be possible.
((Does anyone have any idea what a Christmas Miracle is?))
(A Christmas miracle is a supposed miracle on Christmas. Like with WW1 and the foofball..)
(So are Christmas miracles common?)
*smiles sadly at Tia*
It has been a while since I could truly express myself. In my old way, I had tried to stay the same. Now I realize that people may look at me differently if I try to be different.
This is why I want to find a new me...
(No, Christmas miracles are not common.)
My Adra isn't find of eating people, Silente, though I'm hardly averse to it myself. Stil, I fail to see how I prevent you from sleeping. You can quite easily ignore me.
Sorry Sil....
They were the natives in the Caribbean.
Why would Christopher Columbus' men do that?
Still....
I just. I can't. This is all about me. You make my head spin and hurt. I don't know why, I can only guess. Maybe not knowing who you are bothers me that much. Maybe you not having a name is the problem. I don't know.
But you bother me. You need a name. Everything and everyone needs a name.
Honestly I can't justify their answers, they were horrible and so was Columbus but they viewed them as less that human (still horrible)
I am sorry I make you feel like that, Tia...
I can tell you the name I thought of, but it is not official. I may change it again.
Do you name every one of your thoughts, Tia? Do you name blank notebooks that you see in stores, or every bird that you lay eyes on?
Blank's name is Blank, If that's how they want to feel. Sometimes you just don't feel like yourself. :/
(*sighs*
Take your time. Don't rush it. I can wait.
I'll just be here, in the corner, contemplating why I make you uncomfortable with using the name and identity you originally chose.)
I am sure, he does not mean it as that, Alastair. Notebooks are notebooks, birds are birds. They still have a name in general.
(Don't be sorry.)
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