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I think that the most important lesson I learned from my mentor, Автор Arline Chase, concerned foreshadowing. Here is the Болталка House Webster’s definition of foreshadow: to Показать или indicate beforehand. In other words, to provide some hint, clue, или indication of something that is going to happen.

Why is foreshadowing important? I learned this lesson the hard way. In many of my first short stories—which I recommend as a medium to anyone testing the waters to see if they want to write fiction—I thought that I was being so crafty with my endings. I wrapped up the crime (or whatever) with a complicated summary that explained to the reader how all had come about. Arline hit me alongside the head with the following admonition: Ты can’t do that! You’ve got to play fair with the reader! It didn’t take me long to understand what she meant. If you’ll allow me, I will get to my point indirectly.

When a reader completes a thriller (my personal genre favorite), he или she should come away with two feelings. First, she should feel that she’s been entertained, that for her hard-earned money the Автор not only provided her the license but also the admission fee to a make-believe world where excitement and suspense rule. Second, and just as important, the reader should feel satisfied.

What do I mean when I say “satisfied?” I see three qualities that come under the umbrella of this somewhat vague term. First, the reader should feel that the story made sense and did not have any plot holes that took away from the logic. Second, at the end of the story, the reader should feel that all loose ends were accounted for. Unless there is good reason, nothing should be left to the imagination.

But third—and the point of this article—is that behind all the clever dialogue, intricate plotting, and trouble (you need trouble) that leads to a conclusion, the Автор must not have held back on details crucial to the story. If the Автор fails to provide critical information that the reader needs to solve или understand the outcome, the reader will feel cheated. That said, as Arline instructed me, that does not mean that the Автор cannot be sneaky. In fact, еще times than not, those critical details are slipped innocuously into dialogue или narrative when least expected. At the end of the story, my hope is that the reader will slap herself on the forehead and say, “Of course! Why didn’t I see that?”

If she reacts that way, the Автор will have done a successful job of foreshadowing—and the reader will be satisfied.

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Paul Mark Tag’s books, Category 5 and Prophecy are thrillers, intended to provide the reader with a fast-paced, world-hanging-by-a-thread page-turner. What makes Paul’s Книги most fascinating is how they revolve around incredible but plausible scientific scenarios utilizing his expertise as a research scientist. To find out еще visit: link
posted by mitchie19
11. M E E T A A R O N


At exactly 3 pm, Mario, our house guard beeped through the telecom.
“Mr. Riley?” Mario asked. He used his British accent. I shifted my weight near the front door which the telecom was hung beside it. I pressed the button. “Yes, Mario?” “There’s someone at the gate, looking for Ms. Marhion.” I wonder who it is. I looked out the window. A silver BMW was parked in front of the gate. Weird.
He might not be a bad guy. “Send him in,” I told Mario then I saw the gate opened.
I approached the guy looking for Mariah. “Hi, Riley Cruz,” we shook hands. “Aaron...
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posted by mitchie19
10. M A K E I T H A P P E N


“Yo, Sean, what up?” I shouted. Sean’s a football player, the quarterback of the team. Mostly he likes shaking his blonde hair. Sean’s living room was filled with my friends, Toby, Jason, Michael, and Chris. “I’m great, man. God, Melissa nailed me!” Sean said. We did a high five. The guys were watching Sports Channel.
I drank the can of Pepsi I was holding. “Look, look, look!” Toby was pointing at the flat-screen. “Another round left then the Toro’s will be champion!” Chris and Michael were shouting. I joined them.
“That was a two-point...
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CHAPTER ONE
I’m attacked by a demon puppy
I was sitting on the floating dock at печать Harbor Beach. I came here to think. This dock usually floated at high tide but it was low tide so the dock was just sitting on the sand. The smells of low tide floated into my nose. I had grown accustom to this smell, seeing as though I came here very often. It was the smell of рыба and lobster.

Today, I had come here to wonder what was wrong with my life. My mother had died when I was 2 years old so I was too young to remember, but every night I strained all the energy out of my brain trying to remember her....
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At age ten my сердце was on fire. I didn’t know what to do. I was screaming in an abandon house. It was excruciating. I was twitchng, squirming, eyes bulging, and coughing up blood.
All I remember from what had happened to get to this was this:
“Okay Charlotte.” I laughed. “I’ll see Ты tomorrow.”
I waved to my best friend and made my way down the sidewalk, away from the school I would never see again.
The clouds were blue and the birds were Пение their best tunes. I skipped down the sidewalk, actually looking вперед to seeing my new baby brother.
Even though he was the most annoying...
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posted by mona_me
Is the sky blue ?! Really , is it ?! because i don't see it blue . It can't be blue , when i don't see it blue .
What moon?! and what stars ?! what are Ты all talking about ?! i don't see any of those !
do Ты hear any bird Пение ? do Ты hear any kid laughing ? do Ты see any color upon here или upon there ?!
Is there any thing may makes me smile again ?
Flowers ?! what Цветы ?! they died .. they died just like my lover !
He was my .. my цветок . Ты all know the Цветы , don't Ты ? they die very fast ..
When Ты get one , Ты become the happiest person on this earth ..
But when it die , your...
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posted by Pirate_4_life
Hey guys, hopefully my story is getting read, so I'd appreciate it if Ты left a little Комментарий and tell me what Ты guys think of it.



Chapter two

“okay guys, step back from your paintings and as I go round the class I want Ты to explain your influences and how they inspired Ты to create your art pieces” explained the hippy like art teacher who insisted upon being called Gwen rather than Miss Miller, claiming it will ‘enhance the harmonious relationship’ she hopes to hold with her students. As each of her classmates took their turns telling how they were inspired to use a certain style...
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THE LEGEND OF THE VAMPIRE PRINCESS:
THE LEGEND COMES TO LIFE
PREFACE:

The grand ball of the anniversery of the vampire royal family the vampire royal family,the Reasmussens rule was beautifull with chandeliers of a thousand crystals hanging from the ceiling as the many guests below twirled along to mezmerising Музыка on the dance floor,the ladys with their spectacular ball gowns and the gentlemen in there dashing suits.Although these were not just any guests these guests were made up of Vampires,Shapeshifters and Witches.

The Resmussens had a baby girl they called звезда because of her unbelievable...
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posted by Marcus_Ghent
Rahar and the Three Bandits
(aside the three bandits bit. I originally intended this to be a longer, full story but I sorta like it as just a lil moral short /shrug)

Rahar seemed a plain fellow but should Ты ask his Друзья they would all tell Ты he had the makings of greatness, that he was designed to fullfill integral roles in important events. Indeed there was nothing obviously special about him...unless he chose to Показать you. He wore his black hair long, down past his shoulders to about mid-back. Many loose-fitting rings adorned his calloused hands, though usually these had the impresion...
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posted by mitchie19
4. A NIGHT TO REMEMBER

“Hey,” Riley greeted. I waved at him. I sighed. My eyes got locked on his outfit.
He was wearing a black, with a hint of white stripes and a long sleeved polo and jeans.
My сердце pounded. I was sweating bullets. “So,” I shoved my hands in my back pockets. “What do Ты want to do?” I asked him. He was still composing himself.
Then he smiled at me. “How about I’ll ask Ты that question?” he didn’t sound serious. I did either, I don’t know what I had planned to do and it’s not happening right now. “What? Wait, I’m supposed to treat you, right?”...
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posted by mia1emmett
"UGH!" i yelled at the вверх of my lungs while trying to swat bugs off my arms and legs. My sister Roxy was laughing at me, well shes the one who lived out here, she was born here but she had to Переместить when she was 5. Roxy is only 5 years older then me, while i am staring highschool shes starting college. the only reson we are moving here is because my mother couldnt stand to be far from Roxy. I hated how Roxy got treated better then me. Mom was calling me to help her Переместить in the диван, мягкий уголок but my brother Ted helped her. Ted like my sister was born here but he adapeted to where ever we went. Ted was...
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posted by tayandkris4evr
 Little Jack
Little Jack
I got some feedback from some people who read my story and they сказал(-а) they had a lot of Вопросы about it. I didn't explain it as well as I wanted to. So I apologize. I hope this can make up for it. :)
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Everything was burning. It was so hot and my eyes stung. It felt like I was bleeding... badly. I felt dizzy... so dizzy...

I woke up 2 days later in a white room with medical stuff in it. Almost every inch of my body was covered in thick white cloth. I couldn't Переместить my arms или legs. It was even a strugle to breathe...

I vaguely remembered the fire....
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posted by sevendeadlysins
Normally, this style just isn't me, but I feel like I needed to release all of my wrath, turning it into sadness, eventually.

So, I'm not an Эмо poem writer, but I just wanted to Опубликовать this piece I literally just wrote.

I am broken
There's no one left to fix me.
All hope is lost
There's so much I will never be.

I am broken
My world has been shattered.
All hope is lost
I am nothing, destroyed and battered.

I am broken
The world around me falls apart.
All hope is lost
There is no chance for a new start.

I am broken
I have been left here on my own.
All hope is lost
There's no one else; I am here alone.

I am broken
The pain is too much for me to bare.
All hope is lost
In the end, the others just don't care.

I was broken
No tears remain in my fearful eyes.
All hope is gone
My world ended with nothing but lies.
posted by cutiegirl01
“Hey Onyx!” shouted Silvia, as I was tossing my Книги into my messy locker. “Onyx can Ты believe it?”
     “What did Ты get detentions on the first day?” I asked with enthusiasm going to lunch without tripping.
“No I’ve got a дата with the hottest guy in school. David Ark!” squealed Silvia.
“That’s great for you, but I wish Ты got detention too.” I сказал(-а) with a sigh.
“What did Ты do now?” asked Silvia.
“Nothing! All I did was chew gum then stick it in Matt Wireler’s hair.”
    As Silvia and I walked down the hall I could...
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Preface
In middle school there are always groups there are the popular's with their clothes’, make up, money, and fame.

Then there are the nerds with their books, notes, pencils, and beakers for science class.

The musicians and artists with their instruments, voices, paintbrushes, and masks.

The actors and Актрисы with all their props, costumes, make up, and outgoingness.

Then there are the gangs though there aren’t many in our school with all the bling. Boom boxes and baggy clothes.

Last there are the jocks with their footballs, uniforms, and nets.

First Period
My Dirty Blonde hair...
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*Note; This is a variation of RachelGal97’s Endless Pain. Same names; just a different plot. Please Комментарий and tell me if Ты like and what’s your Избранное part*

Endless Pain: Chapter Four

“Selena!” Taylor shouted. She stood up and waved to Selena who stood across from her in the cafeteria. “Over here!”

“Sit down, Taylor!” Demi said, tugging on Taylor’s shirt. “You weird enough as it is.”

“Sorry.” Taylor sat down and crossed her arms.

“Hey guys,” Selena said. She set her tray down and started eating.

Demi and Taylor exchanged glances.

“What’s going on?”

“Nothing.”...
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posted by Percysclique
Chapter 1 – A Prisoner is Set Free

Amorite let the Стена be her guide as she descended the stairs to the dungeon. A ring of keys dangled from a sash just below her waist. Silently, Amorite tiptoed toward the sleeping guard. Kildee was asleep, but just to be on the безопасно, сейф side, the sixteen год old girl put a pouch of powder under his nose.

Amorite’s hand shook as she took the pouch away. She knew that what she was doing was forbidden. Amorite had stolen the sleeping powder from Ilea, the healer, yesterday when Ilea had been taking care of a patient. Amorite promised herself she would return...
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That день I thought I was a failure. I was sitting outside our house on a bench in my white dress, just staring at the dark sky while raindrops were running down my cheeks. It could have been tears as well, all I knew was that it was raining pretty hard.
As she noticed I was outside, she opened the door and told me to come inside, where it was warm. Her soft voice told me she was going to make some чай for me and that everything would be okay.
I didn't even look at her when I got up and started to run.



The трава felt wet and cold under my bare feet as I was running towards the nearby forest,...
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posted by moolah
 This is Molly Stray
This is Molly Stray
When Molly Kisses: Info
Molly Stray
Favorite Color: Black
Animal: Black Panther
Career: Bar tender
Car: Red Convertible
Book: Harry Potter
Hates: Tyler Rock, smoothies, etc.
Loves: her brother, Jake; tea, Adie, her best friend, etc.
Doesn’t want ever: to be pregnant
Wants eventually: A hubby

Tyler Rock
Favorite Color: Black
Animal: Coyote
Career: Base Player
Car: Silver Volvo
Hates: Molly Stray, his sister, Kitty, etc.
Loves: his littler sister, Harry, soda, cigars, etc.
Doesn’t want ever: A child and a wife
Wants eventually: All the Фильмы in the world

Janice James
Favorite Color: Pink
Animal: Frogs
Career:...
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I looked back down and we sat in silence for a couple of minutes. I looked to my right to find Looi holding the child that was being stubborn in his arms. This, in fact, reminded me of myself in his arms a long, long time ago. Oh, I’d say about 16 years назад when I was 2 and he was 11. My mom and dad had Looi when they were only 19 years old, so It took a while for them to decide to have me 9 years later when they were 28. I laughed at how old my mom was now. I know it’s nothing to laugh about, but, I couldn’t imagine my mom at Looi’s age now that she is 46.
    “So,...
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I kept on laughing at his idiocy. I turned my head away when he caught me looking at him. I heard a slight chuckle behind me while Looi continued to make his way to the front of the long line while I followed him.
    “Hey, girlie!” I heard a voice shout. I turned to find the man looking at me and motioning me to come over there. Looi turned around and asked me, “What does he want?”
    “I don’t know.” I replied. I started to go over to where the man sat, but Looi stopped me with his hand around my upper arm. “No, he, he might be a child...
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