I hate reading and immediately thinking, “Ugh, why didn’t I think of that first?”
It’s odd how certain lines are so perfect and beautiful. I only have a few I’ve ever written that I’m proud of. I need to write more. It’s a wonderful feeling being able to own such written words and say you made them as they are.
I’m asking for writing help on Figment for shits and giggles, but I may be scaring people away.
Last night, of all nights, I got a sudden idea. A sudden urge I certainly had to act on.
You know those nights? You’re just laying in bed, ( rather early in my case) and you have this sudden idea. It won’t let you sleep. It won’t let your brain calm down. Characters fall from no where and their story lines completely unfold before you. All you can do is merely write.
You get up immediately, run to the nearest computer or notebook, and just jot down everything. Those few ideas turn into hours of typing. You’ve suddenly got paragraphs and those shitty characters you thought about during lunch just became the most interesting folks you’ve ever not formally met.
I’m the only one who does this? Okay.
I finished this movie up this morning and oh my.
When I think of Nicolas Cage, I usually think of Con Air and Face Off. Crazy shit happens and my mother has seen them forty-nine times. But in this film, Nicolas Cage plays both himself and a twin who happen to be aspiring screen writers.
I thought I was going to kind of dread it, but the plot actually kept me there. Hell, it kept me awake at 3 in the morn and that’s hard to do when I’m that tired. Meryl Steep does as amazing preformance as usual and is looking as beautiful as usual, Nicolas Cage just as good, as well as Chris Cooper.
Maybe this movie put me in good spirits to write again. I have so much inspiration and a solid idea I’m currently doing research for. There is one part in the movie where there is a seminar and the speaker comments on the horrid sloppiness withh voice overs in writing.
What’s your opinion on them?
Multiple chapters, etc. ,etc.
The song Love is a Place by Metric always reminds me of the first full book I ever wrote.
Now, I was in 6th/7th grade with decent vocabulary for my age and a daredevil attitude. I thought stories merely came from your head, were written on paper, and you winged it all the way through. I had no clue how to organize my thoughts into something readable.
To this day I still can’t read that story I wrote.
Bri by Jalisa
I also wrote a series of short stories in elementary school based around the world of neopets, which I DID read to my class every week.