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posted by breebree446
 Hope I manage to get your juices flowing!
Hope I manage to get your juices flowing!
Let's face the facts. All writers get writer's block every now and then. That time when Ты Письмо and Ты just stop because Ты can't get any ideas. I write all the time, so I get Writer's block constantly. And news flash...it bites! But there are some things I do to overcome them. This is a little Статья to help all my fellow writers out there!

1. Take a Break!

Believe it или not, it helps to back away from the story for a little while. I mostly write at night when my parents are sleeping. When I get stuck, I sit in the recliner for a few минуты with my mp3 player and daydream. еще often than not, it helps me out!

2. Listen To Your Dreams!

As screwed up as some of my dreams are, they can sometimes be my creative outlet. Some of the things in my dreams give me ideas. I consider myself a Фэнтези writer, so the stuff I see in my dreams helps me by giving me a Описание of a place in my story. For instance, Grunge Valley. A place in my story where the evil creatures lurk...

A land of eternal darkness. The skies are always grey and depressing. The valley was covered with thorns and decaying plants. In the distance, they could see the castle, tall and overpowering. An evil aura just seemed to reflect from it. How was it possible something could stand it here, Roni thought?

3. Media!

Another way to come up with ideas is to get them from your Избранное Книги или movies. I'm not saying to completly copy the movie, that's illegal! I'm saying just take notice of a few things Ты found interesting in them.

For example; I'm recently re-reading James Patterson's Maximum Ride series. A thing I like about the book is how he introduces the comedy. The way the book is written, I could easily see it as a TV Показать или movie. I can see it easily in my mind.

Another example, in one of my Избранное movies, The Brothers Grimm, the movie is packed with hints from other fairy tales. When Jacob hides in the mattresses when the tower is collapsing (The Princess and the pea), the queen's evil mirror (Snow White), and the queen's insanely long hair (Rapunzel).

Your keywords: I like how they did that!

4. Write It All Down!

It doesn't hurt to daydream. But when Ты get an idea, write it down или record it. The idea may not seem like a good idea at the time, but if Ты come back to it later, like if Ты write another story, Ты may like it. Ты might even tweek it a little bit. I can't tell Ты how often I drift off and wish I would have done something to remember it!

5. Brainstorm!

When writing, it helps if Ты know what you'd like to happen ahead of time. Something that helps me are story charts. Письмо down the chapter and Письмо what happens in it is a good way. Another thing Ты could do is to make a дерево web. Ты know, those annoying charts they make Ты do in math class for square roots and factors? Only instead of numbers, make it a sequence of events.

I really hope my Статья managed to help Ты a little:)
 This has been a Breebree446 production!
This has been a Breebree446 production!
When I first met him, I could not comprehend anything… why he was here, where he was from, what had happened to his eye… my name is Nora Fushigi, I am sixteen years old and I live with my little sister, Bloom, in a mansion in England. The год is 1940. World War II was going on then, so I called for Bloom to come live with me out in the country because I was worried about her in the big, huge city of London. When she got here, she was overly happy to see me. “Sissy,” she said, “I’m glad to see Ты again!” Bloom is only six years old, and she still needs to learn some proper manners,...
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posted by hgfan5602
I just started going on the path where my life had no light. I missed everyone from our school who graduated, and I really had many amazing Друзья there. Друзья who gave me memories that lasted forever...friends who helped me out when things got bad...friends who were always there for me. I know, however, that they will always continue to be in my heart, even as they went away from me. If they never come back, they will still have left hand prints on my сердце that will never be washed away. Life without the light makes me feel so lonely...like a vagabond on the streets with no home...like an eagle with no prey...like me with no one to cry with. However sad this situation I find myself in...I still know that life will go on...and I must continue to strive to be the best I can be. Even without the warmth of my Друзья close by, I know that they will always be by my side even if they are not with me. All my Друзья are the light in my life.
Chapter six: Jason’s Madhouse

Jason found himself on the inside of a long, grey colored hallway. He finally found Robbie the Rabbit plushy back. It was odd. It looked like a crimson-red aura emanated from the walls, which caused a ghastly atmosphere. Jason held his plushy as if he was strangling it, and walked slowly, feet by feet, towards the end of the hallway. After every footstep there were moaning sounds to be heard. At the end of the hallway he saw a dusty, worn-out door. Focusing on the door, he walked towards it.

Jason reached towards the wooden doorknob slowly. He tapped the doorknob...
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So, in anticipation of the official release of my Harry Potter fanfic, I've decided to post my hopes for the entires series. It's a little over two monthsuntil the release, folks. I hope to see Ты all in the discussion.


IN THE BACKGROUND
Hailey Jane Potter usually doesn't mind being the sister of the Boy Who Lived. But when the most evil Dark wizard in Britain threatens what remains of her family, she has to fight back. This is the story of Hailey's seven years at Hogwarts.

SPOTLIGHT
With the секунда Wizarding War over, it's time to pick up and Переместить on. Some things havechhanged, but others stay...
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posted by Hades223
CHAPTER 1


The claustrophobia had finally set in. In this incredibaly long elevator ride to the arena where I was to battle to the death with 23 other kids, fear's cold grip latched onto my heart. Then nervousness had crept its way into my nerves, making me tingly and numb. Now finally, after spending 15 минуты in this freakin' tube, claustrophobia had clotted my mind. With all three fighting for control over me, I was curled in a ball on the floor. Some impressive tribute I turned out to be.
My name is Grazio. No last name. In fact, no last names will be uttered in this entire story, so get...
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posted by anbonie
He respected bang, but it happened nothing. Anyway they hurried, because clock wasn’t usually wrong. Butler crashed bars.
When they came out of shaft, in cold room was bang. Bodyguard grabbed Pieter and with him ran across the garden and jumped in pond. He knew that pool is connected with house and it is going to be too dangerous to jump in it.
In the pond there were no many chances to survive. And it was late autumn and it was ice on surface.
But they haven’t got any other chance. Butler and Pieter waited for explosion and when they were face to face with огонь they sink. Slave was all time...
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 Lee Sanchez
Lee Sanchez
I like to sing. No, scratch that. I love to sing. Just... not in front of people. It's not really my cup of чай performing for everyone who wants to hear me. How would I be able to sing when people are screaming my name?

"LEE! LEE! LEE!"

What a nightmare that'd be.

When I'm alone I can hum a sweet tune to myself, but never when there are a couple of people around. Someday, I'm gonna get over my stage-fright and when I do, I'll be able to sing in front of millions of people as I become a звезда around the world. Unfortunately, I believe my phobia of the spotlight will keep me from getting to my goal....
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posted by kingdaka44
I had no sense of time passing as I stared at the wall. I couldn't move, couldn't relax the tight ball that my body was curled into. I tried to think of how long I had stayed in this position. I guessed it had been about two months. It had been two months since I last went hunting. I had gone alone, and when I had come back I had collapsed on the floor, unable to move. I wondered vaguely why I didn't feel thirsty. Then I dismissed the thought, for I couldn't feel anything anymore. I just felt numb all over, except in the one place where I would have welcomed the numbness: my mind.
I could...
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I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came, and went and came, and brought no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this desolation; and all hearts
Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light:
And they did live by watchfires - and the thrones,
The palaces of crowned kings, the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell,
Were burnt for beacons; cities were consumed,
And men were gathered round...
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posted by narlyvamp1234
Suji No Shi
A girl stands in her home; a hole has been ripped in the wall. She stares at her father in horror, he is covered in blood. At her father’s foot lays her mother, a huge hole ripped in her stomach, and she is dead. Blood drips from her father’s hands… she looked up at her father and, in an instant, he is gone. The girl falls to the ground and starts crying… that’s when she feels a tap on her shoulder. She turns around and sees another little girl, with розовый hair and green eyes. They stare at each other silently… not saying a word. The first girl whose mother had been...
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posted by dragonwriter
As time moves вперед it makes me wonder how much can it change a person. или what it can change. When I look back to my past it gets me thinking abouthow much I have changed over the years. My perosnality to the type of people I am around.

Back when I was younger I had a lot of anger issues. I still do but over time I have been able to control them for the most part. I used to be good at school but that has changed dramatically as well. Now I am on the edge of failing my junior год of high school. It really does become a growing issue and it seems no matter where I look there is just no way...
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posted by DxCFan123
"Loser!"
"Bitch!"
"Stupid!"

The 5 girls just kept on yelling insults at Miku.

"Go die in a hole!"
"Ugly whore!"
"Idiot!"

The green-haired girl just stood there, head in her hands, listening to their insults.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!!" she yelled at them, and dropped to her knees, sobbing.

"We'll shut up when Ты stop being an ugly whore!" the head of the clique, named Lily, yelled back. She laughed and high-fived the girls behind her, knowing she was successful in torturing Miku with words. "Gimme the baseball bat Len has, Luka!" Lily сказал(-а) to the pink-haired girl that was uncontrollably laughing....
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Third Person POV
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Sadao walked up to God and asked him if he was eligible to be in Heaven. God just simply nodded his head. Sadao walked through the large golden gates and found himself walking through his town he lived in when he was alive. He found his way to his house, and swung open the door. Everything was how it was before. He started crying, remembering the memories he had with Kat here. He heard crying coming from his room, so he opened the door and saw a blonde girl curled up in the corner of his room, sobbing.

"K-K-Kat?" he managed to stutter out. The blonde looked...
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This chapter and the Далее will be very quick, for I am probably going to quit Fanpop, there's not enough things for me to do here.
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MONTH 12, 3 WEEKS UNTIL SADAO IS TO DIE
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Kat's POV
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Before I went to sleep, I checked my soul book. It read

SADAO MEIWAKU
AGE: 17
TIME OF DEATH: DECEMBER 28TH, 1:10 P.M.
TO BE KILLED BY: KURO NEKO
CAUSE OF DEATH: HIT BY A BUS


Tears filled my eyes. I was to kill my Любовь in 3 weeks. I was going to murder him, and there was nothing I could do about it. It was against the shinigami rules...
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месяц 10

Kat's POV
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"I think they're dating..." some girl сказал(-а) to her friend as we passed them, holding hands. We didn't care what they said, and all of it was true. We were dating, we were in Любовь with eachother. We kissed eachother in public, we held hands, we told eachother we loved them every 5 minutes. I didn't like to wonder what would happened when Will found out about this, или what I would do when his time came.

AFTER SCHOOL
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"Love you, Sadao." I told him.
"Love you, too, babe."
We kissed eachother, and thought of what to do, considering it was Friday. "We could go out to eat again!" I suggested. "Just somewhere except for that sushi place, I'm getting tired of that place." So, we decided to go to a пицца place a couple blocks down.

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Excuse the shortness of this chapter.
месяц 7

Kat's POV
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"So, what's it like it heaven?" Sadao asked me while we were talking on the phone. "Well, it's like the normal world, except everyone's dead." "So, in heaven, they have this exact town?" "Yes, but there are only the souls of the deceased living there."

"This may be a personal question, but... how did Ты die?"

I just stood where I was, which was in front of the house, stunned. Why would he ask me a Вопрос like that? "U-U-Uhm.." "Please tell me? I wont tell anyone else!" I hung up.

Sadao ran outside and up to me. "Sorry for asking that." He brought me...
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HOKAI, so I kindaaa lied last chapter. I'll probably forget about this story in full, so I just decided to fast forward. Now, the story takes place 6 months after they met.

Sadao's POV
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I walked to the mailbox and opened it. Most of it was утиль, барахло, мусор mail, but I noticed that one letter was strange. It was sent to Kat, but there was no return address, no name, no nothing. I shrugged it off and went back inside, taking a sip of my hot cocoa, and tried to open Kat's door, but it was locked. I realized that she wasn't awake yet, but it was only 15 минуты 'til school started....
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posted by Isabella121797
 View from Isabella's room...
View from Isabella's room...
-Chapter One-

In the blink of a eye, a life can be turned around and upside down. This is something I had found out just mere секунды before. When my parents told me I'd be packing up everything I knew and be moving. My name is Isabella Moore and things were just getting started.

It was a cool Thursday night, and my parents had just layed down the biggest news of my life on me.
I was moving out of MY city. Chicago was all I'd ever known and all I'd come to love. My friends, my hopes and dreams, they were all supposed to come true here!... Why was this happening?

A million other thoughts blazed...
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posted by Itachi_lover
Today.
Today was the day.
The день I was going to find out was he really my older brother?
I met him when I was 8. When both my foster parents died.
He was there trying to make me feel better. He was nice and kind. From that день on he was always by my side making me slime whenever I was upset.
Some Друзья of my real parents сказал(-а) that I had a brother but they never knew what happened to him. I truly hope that he is my brother. He was 3 years older than me and they say that he was about 3 years older than I was.


I couldn't wait for the blood test to be over.
But what if he really wasn't my brother.
Would...
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It's been so long. So long since those opening words were penned in that coffeeshop. So long since we drew scars on our foreheads. So long since we waited for Hogwarts letters. So long since we declared ourselves Potterheads.
Potterhead isn't just a title, it's a way of life. It's twirling sticks and casting spells. It's drinking butterbeer and тыква juice. It's riding brooms and playing Quidditch. It's living the stories we love.
It's hope and love. Eternal glory and surviving день to day. It's the truth of the world. And, perhaps most of all, it's memories.
Potterheads come in different forms,...
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