That innocent giggle I've known all your life
washes away all the worry and frustration.
It leaves only the sunshine on your hair
and the twinkling smile in your eyes.
Let's Talk RefrigeratorsStew stood in front of the refrigerator.Let's Talk Refrigerators by Mrs-Lonely
"So how much are you being paid?" he inquired, attempting a small talk.
"Excuse me?" the refrigerator replied, opening two cup slots that functioned as his eyes.
"Money. How much do you get?" Stew simplified.
"Sir, you do know I'm a refrigerator, correct?"
"Of course, it's plainly obvious." Stew rolled his eyes. "The question still stands." He continued. "I've been wondering lately, how much such a fine gentlemen as yourself and your fellow refrigerators get."
"How about We don't?"
"You're kidding! Nothing? You don't get to see a single penny for your hard work? That is ridiculous! The law clearly states every man working should receive pay for it, unless it's volunteering." Stew called outrageously. The refrigerator let out a long, heavy sigh.
"And say I did get money, what would I do with it?" it wondered dryly, agreeing to entertain Stew a while longer.
"Well, you can buy things like food, and a computer!" Stew listed exci
The FlightI've always wanted to be able to fly. When I was a little kid, I was always falling over as I flapped my arms to try and get off the ground. My favourite game was always when my Dad would pick me up and swing me around in his arms. So this, this moment, it seemed surreal. Maybe it was just a dream, a fantasy that my mind had built around me.The Flight by kryzteenah
"Go on. All you have to do is jump and you'll feel the wind take you higher." He wrapped his arms around me for reassurance, letting me know that this was real and that I could actually do this. My gorgeous man, he had such faith in me. I turned my head so I could smile up at him. Gently unwinding myself from his embracing arms, I walked slowly to the edge of the cliff. Looking down, a small seed of doubt planted itself in my mind. Shaking my head to clear it, I unfurled my brand new, and utterly beautiful, wings and jumped.
That piece of doubt fluttered away almost immediately, like a butterfly being chased by a cat. I wasn't plummeting to m
The Young Wolf and the WitchOnce upon a time, in a faraway land called Greenhaven, there lived a pack of werewolves. Their numbers were many and their lives were prosperous, despite the human settlements that had sprouted up in the valley beneath. The woods were their refuge and the mountains their home. Among these werewolves was one family in particular. It wasnt a very extraordinary onemore like any other. It had seven children, all sons, and a mother and father. Two of these children were grown to manhood already, and were looking throughout the pack and the surrounding area for women to take as mates.The Young Wolf and the Witch by ForsakenProdigy
It was a fine summer day when the younger of the two grown sons stumbled upon a beautiful woman. Her hair was as shiny as dark silk, and her voice as melodious as the birds in the trees. He felt himself instantly entranced with this mysterious lady, who, she said, came from a faraway land where her family had bee
Death Is PatientThe week before her birth a large black dog, The Grim, wondered the woods surrounding the village. The people of the village, particularly the parents, hid in their homes in fear from dusk till dawn. No children played outside during this time, no young lovers met in the woods. All moved quickly to their destination, fearful that the Grim would take them if they dallied too long even in the brightest times of day. But all knew that Death could wait and would win its prize in the end.Death Is Patient by Longdragon92
On the seventh day of the Grim's appearance, the baby girl was born and her parents locked her away in the center of their small home. Far from doors and windows the parents did lay her, fearful that Death would snatch their first child away before dawn broke. They locked and barred the doors and windows and had the village holy man bless the house and child.
The first night of the child's life, Death, still in the form of the Grim, scratched at the door and walls of the young family's home. He howled and
Writers Block and How to Kill ItWith NaNoWriMo coming up soon, I thought I'd finally spit out a writers block help guide. This can be used any time and for any blocks! Let's begin.
A lot of writers block cases come just from environment. For example, for a long time my computer was a desktop. Not very portable, right? Well, this meant that if I wanted to do any writing, I had to sit down in the same spot every time and write. I had to deal with the same environment, the same clutter, the same chair, the same sitting position, etc. This doesn't help! So consider your environment. (For suggestions that require moving elsewhere, use a laptop or a good old fashioned notebook with a pen or pencil)
Clean up your workspace. Organize it. Rearrange it. Make it different than last time you sat there.Light a candle or incense, or even freshen up your room with an air freshener. Go in another room. So
NaNoWriMo Resources Write or Die
There are tons of activities for National Novel Writing Month but the most important is that pesky writing thing. To help with that you can use an online application like Write or Die to do some solo speed writing. You set the time and/or word count you'd like to reach and then select your consequence settings. During the time you must continually type or you will receive a negative consequence.
Write or Die really does put the prod in productivity with multiple consequence settings and a timer.
Track your progress! This will help you see how far you've come and how much you still need to accomplish. It's a great way to procrastinate too! There are loads of fancy and simple ones on the internet if you run a quick Google search.
I found this one on deviantART: NaNoWriMo 20
How to Write Without EditingHow to Write Without Editing
for the Sake of your NaNoing Sanity
With only a few days left until November, a battle cry can be heard across the globe as burgeoning writers take up their sharp implements against a common foethe editor within. NaNoWriMo is a time when everyone asks the same question: is it really possible to write 50,000 words in thirty days? As a past NaNoWriMo winner, I promise you it is possible, if you can ignore your internal editor.
I'm the kind of writer that can take three days to write a paragraph. I write it, read it, edit it, re-read it, scrap it, rewrite it, and edit it again before I can finally move on. Often, after writing the entire story, the paragraph I spent days perfecting early on gets scrapped entirely in a later draft. Why did I waste all that time?
My internal editor is a problem: I know it and he knows it (for the purposes of this article, the internal editor will hereafter be referred to as a "he"). No matter the gender, y
NaNoWrimo for Beginners: Writing Fast and Furious
So, you've discovered this thing called National Novel Writing Month and you're thinking of giving it a try this year, and you don't know what's in stored for you. I'm not going to talk about the insanity you're about to fall into. That would take a whole other tutorial. Nor am I going to talk about the little tricks to boost your word count, there are plenty of those around. What this tutorial will be about, is typing speed.
The count of 50 000 words a month, 1667 words a day wasn't taken as a goal of the NaNoWriMo on a whim. It was carefully selected because it's near the lower boundary for a novel (the number varies, of course, because, as usual, people can only agree to disagree, so there are several different classifications. And it also depends on the genre - young adult novels are usually around 40 000 - 50 000, while epic fantasy can get to the size of a New York phone book (or several), but general consensus is that anything under 40 000 is considered a novella), but more impo