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

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

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

Step 5: Management and Drafting
-Once all inspirations have moved into your head, and Ты know how to write as if it's Ты in there, write down all ideas, as many as possible. Ты can refer to this Список if Ты don't feel like going through the whole 5 steps again. Then again, it's always good to have еще 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 вверх and...you get the point. After that, do drafting. It's advisable to use a pencil for this because Ты might end up throwing drafts away if they don't turn out how Ты expected. This helps Ты go through your ideas and let Ты see how well it works out. Ты can't just write everything straight from your head all the time as it can become awkward. This last step is honestly directed еще to Письмо 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 Письмо 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!
Chapter 3

    In front of me was a world like no other. Danny called it BOES but it was nowhere near being a building. There were trees everywhere. In the distance were a couple mountains. There were so many plants, trees, flowers, lakes, ponds, and hills that it could almost be described as a fairy world. I almost thought it was a fairy world from seeing a bunch of pretty Русалки in the ponds, gigantic огонь breathing Драконы in the sky, naiads, centaurs, and many еще mythological Животные that I can’t name. There were even real animals, like elephants and cats, cheetahs,...
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posted by kaylap1410
We were all different, all chosen for different reasons. Some of us african american, some as white as can be. But in a way we were all the same. That is the reason they chose us, followed us since birth. Macy was one of the richest children alive, but when her parents died in a car accident she was left with nothing. Being underaged, the bank had the entitlement to take all her parents money, leaving her to fend for herself on the streets. Hunter's house caught on огонь and destroyed his mother's locket. The last thing he had of her, the last thing that kept him happy. Lila was only two years...
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Okay first of let me start out by saying that I know this (meaning my Название is a song.) So plz don't say anything about it. секунда This story is not fully developed, me and my friend only have chapter one and we don't even know what it's about yet lol. the last thing i need to say is that i can not spell, okay! so if Ты don't have anything nice to say plz don't say it at all. now the story hope Ты enjoy. :)p.s that doesn't me Ты cant tell me what Ты think of the story, if u thought it was bad say so, but in a nice way. don't destroy my dream!!! Okay now the story.
Preface
I hid my eyes...
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Here is the end of the last chapter!

Alexis was wandering in the huge feilds that were behind her new school. The long трава was up to her thighs and every now and then one stray peice would some how tickle her bare skin, making her angry. She wasnt in the mood to laugh. The sun was still glowing but the fields seemed gloomy and cold. It was cold. Alexis rubbed her arms heating them up slightly. Once she felt that she had walked far enough she flattened some of the long трава and sat down, lying back on the трава and watching the clouds go by. Her long golden hair flowed by her sides. She pulled...
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posted by EmzLovesCheryl
Always running
All the time,
Chasing a dream
As I follow the signs.
Out of breath
I miss a turn,
I wander the paths
Ready to learn.


I start to get impatient
I'm working so hard,
So how come I'm not there yet
I've played all my cards.
Life is like a rollercoaster
Mine never stops,
It takes me round in circles
Back to the start.


There are so many highs and lows
Yet they''re all the same,
I need a change of track
Something different to my name.
Each step I take aches my body
And I'm waiting for the day,
That a different train will come along
And take me a different way.
posted by EmzLovesCheryl
Dusty Streets
A blazing sun,
Еда and Water
There is none.
Living on hope
Crying out,
Helping others
Around and about.

Children Shouting
They wail and cry,
Willing for a change
A signal, a sign.
They're grateful for everytihng
Whatever comes their way,
They're constantly working
All night, all day.

The air is filthy
They cough and they weep,
They want to survive
They sniffle and sleep.
Begging off strangers
It's all they can do,
Someone to help them
It could be you.


-Emily Eaton (13)
Amerie sat at her table, staring at a young man who sat directly opposite from her. He wore a black suit with a black and white mask covering his face. She turned around to seek her best friend Jen, smiling at her. Amerie then turned back around to see that the man had disappeared. The feel of someones breath suddenly blew on her neck. As she turned around, she saw the man standing behind her with his hand out. "Would Ты like to dance" asked the man politely. "I'd Любовь to" Amerie replied, taking his hand.

As they danced under the sparkle of the disco ball, the energy of the night was exstatic....
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My bike popped up a speed bump and sent me sailing вперед a few feet, until i landed and bumbped the last half a mile to my normal little house of the corner of Clock Street. I skidded to a stop and threw my bike in the garage, then went inside.

"Hey...Mom, I'm home!" I called. I called a few times after that, then i got into the кухня and saw the usual yellow sticky note on the fridge. "Off at work, very important, пицца in the fridge." I sighed and tore the stick night off, then ripped it up and chucked it in the trash.

I was up in my room on my laptop when it all began. There was a ding...
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posted by hannah_vampire
A poem danced in my head “Something maybe Taken but its not Lost” Dylan had attacked and miles stood watching speaking “Loka please you’re as much As synotta, you’re evil and full of darkness”. I was pushed and bite and stabbed until they backed up and I saw what they were seeing wolves! “ aw are the Ishavaka scared of the big bad wolves”.

Tilly chased after them with hunter and josh, Wounded I was and this was about to get
A whole lot worse “ WHAT THE HECK WERE Ты THINGKING” Oni made me smile and I had to stop myself from bursting out into laughter but then sefo walked...
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Ты Know You're A Writer When. . .
(feel free to agree или disagree with any of these.)

-You skip meals или don't eat as much because you're too eager to get back to the story Ты were working on. (Yeah, I did this at lunch today. Deliberatly stopped eating early 'cause I had to get back to my story.)

-You have a notebook and pen или pencil that Ты carry everywhere. (Mine's right here Далее to me.)

-You freak out if ANYTHING happens to сказал(-а) notebook. (I start going ballistic if I even set it down in a different place and it takes me a минута to remember where I set it.)

-You listen to songs and think,...
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posted by hikaru13
I have a secret: I'm afraid. I'm terribly afraid that I AM GOING TO DIE. I didn't ask for leukemia. Nor did I expect it. Especially not chronic myelogenous leukemia. Especially when chronic myelogenous leukemia tends to affect the OLDER males, and I'm only what, 14?

But do Ты know why it has to be a secret? I have a family: my dad and Jae, my youngest sister. [Yeah, I have two more, but, they're out of my life at the moment.] They cried their hearts out once I was diagnosed. They were afraid that they'd lose another family member--after all, my mother passed away after a car accident. I promised to be strong. For Dad. For Jae. For Mom.

But if being strong means that I have to hold back all these tears, that I have to surpress all my fear in order to comfort my family, sometimes I wish I didn't make that promise.
posted by alliXcobber
Cassie
I dragged my feet through the cold gray slush and shoved my hands deeper in my pockets. i hurried down the улица, уличный with my head hung. Icy bits of hail pelted my back as they hurtled down from the dark, November sky above. As i entered the doors of the hospital, a strong balst of warm air hit me. i whipped the folded sheet of paper of out my cold pocket and warily walked up to the front desk. My dark brown hair hung like icicles.
"I'm Cassandra Little. I'm here to see Elaine Turner," i muttered.

Elaine
I coulnt move. i couldnt eat. i coulnt drink. i couldnt think. i coulnt even breathe right....
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I was in the class the other day, and Mrs.Crosswaer was handing out new assignments. And he stared at me! Oh his name is Sam, and he was staring at me dreamly!!!!!!!!!!!
It was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cooooooooooooooool!



















I am SO SORRY! It had to be lonfer so yeah!
posted by QueridaPantufa
It was winter 1957. Everything was covered in snow and ice. It was the coldest time of the year. Especially for John Keensley. At the moment he was lying in the park, on a bench. He had put some old newspapers on him, trying to get a little bit warmer. It didn’t matter anyway, since it was snowing all night long. He hadn’t slept for about four nights now. Not since he escaped his prison, the orphanage. Now he was caught in a whole new prison. He spent the whole день trying to find food. He didn’t have any money though, so sometimes he украл, палантин some Еда to get through the day. When it started...
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The день Liz steped foot in her grandma's old house there was a strang feeling in the air. When Liz stoped unpacking she went out to the little town that she and her Друзья had made. The town was in a crest of bushes and trees. Liz got some of her toys and went out side to the town. She had started playing with her Куклы when she saw a розовый бабочка flying around her. Liz got up and tryed to get it but it went through a куст, буш on the right side Далее to the house. Liz looked at the buch but she saw a brown thing. Liz crawled under the куст, буш and saw the brown thing covered with vines. Liz cleared...
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Эй, guys, i hope u like this one......

Destiny.i found it just where i was trying to
hide from it.


I dragged Jared into the side, and leaned him up against the wall. I used my sleve to wipe the most of his blood from his face, and checked the rest of his body. he seemed intact. I took another shaky breath to calm myself down; all that mattered was finding out the truth. I laughed, but it sounded; wrong. I dint nottice that jared had woke from the startled sound, and was staring at me shocked. i turned around to face him, and stopped abruptly. his eyes flicked to the blood on my sleve, and back...
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I know it's short, I made it just for fun :)

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One lonely sunday afternoon
I sit in my chamber and have nothing to do
My Любовь is far away
I wonder if (s)he's already forgotten me

So I sadly watch the sky
See the raindrops passing by

One looonely sunday afternooon...
One looonely sunday afternoon

One lonely sunday afternoon
I'm even as my Цветы still out of bloom
I find some old photos, covered with dust
I cannot forget Ты although I know that I must

So I sadly let them fly
And this time I have to cry

One looonely sunday afternooon...
One looonely sunday afternoon

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So I had a really deep idea for a story, but I couldn't really start it. So instead I kind of started Письмо it from a plot point halfway through. I would Любовь some feedback!!!


He looked at the dresser, fingering all the small things on top. The bottle of Marc Jacobs perfume, the skull and crossbone earrings, and the hairbrush that had “Maddy Starr” etched into the slender wooden handle. Everything about it was so perfect; he began to wonder what this girl was doing here, with him. He’d told himself he’d never find the perfect woman, and there she was; ready to fall right into his arms....
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posted by I_DONT-KNOW
HIII, WELL WHAT HAS BEEN HAPPENING? ROBYN, RICK, JADEN EVEAN JOCE LILY Rose Zander AND LUKE, HAVE ALL WENT INTO THE WOODLAND TO FIND GEMMA AND BRINGHER HOME, BUT WILL THEY ALL MAKE IT BACK OUT?



I woke up groggily, and was startled when i felt someones arms around my waist, i gently rubbed my hands tentively up then. Jaden. He has to Переместить before anyone wakes up, i turned onto my other side so that i was facing him, "Jaden," i Whispered shaking him slightly, he snorted and opened his eyes, he seemed surprised to see me like i had, "You have to go back to where Ты where, if they see Ты the...
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HII WE R STARTING FROM WHEN ROBYN IS RUUNING, NOW WE DONT KNOW WHERE BUT WE KNOW Y. GEMMA HAS BEEN TAKEN AND ITS ALL BECAUSE OF ROBYN...



I didnt stop ruuning, not even when i reached his door, i paused to see where he was, then i ran into his arms.
"Rbyn! What is it? was that Ты screaming?" he asked woried, he took my face into his hands and stared into my eyes. I saw Zander and Jaden from the corner of my eye they looked worried.
"Im finr, Rick, its Gemma, she took her Amber took her, im here to say goodbye," i silently put a tender Kiss on his cheek, turned around and headed for the door,...
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