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How to Make Millions Writing
I read a lot of articles with headlines like the one above. The writer boasts that they've generated vast amounts of money by writing online for only 30 minutes a day. The writer is always eager to share the secret to their success. So generous of them. All you need to do is click on the link to sign-up for their $695 two-week online course titled, "How to Make Millions Writing Online." And the price is only $199 if you enroll within the next hour. A digital timer will then pop up and begin the count down, ticking off the seconds until decision time.
By Vivian R McInerny4 years ago in Journal
Summer
Its hot. The summer sun produces shimmering and oiled rays when it hits the pavement. But I'm not on the pavement, I'm in my backyard and it wont be hot enough in muggy Missouri to produce those humid arcs that signify hard to breathe hot when the sun hits the ground until mid August.
By Melissa Eaves4 years ago in Journal
Book Character Pet Peeves Your Readers Will Hate
Your characters are important to your story, you could even say you wouldn't have a story without them But have you ever read a story and not been able to stand one of the characters? Sometimes this is on purpose… sometimes not, but sometimes it's because they are the type of characters your readers just don't like.
By Elise L. Blake4 years ago in Journal
How to Name Your Characters
I know what I want my characters to do, but I don't know what I want them to be called while they're doing it. Sometimes we know our characters' names before we start our novels and sometimes we put placeholders on the spot instead. Nothing a little 'Find and Replace' command can't fix.
By Elise L. Blake4 years ago in Journal
Why A Writer Should Ignore Praise and Embrace Critiques.
At age ten I wrote a poem in class, it was about fireworks. My English teacher loved it so much that she sent a praise note home to my mother and I was convinced I was the next Shakespeare. To set the record straight, the poem wasn’t good, I am not a poet, I still do not know my Donnes from my Dickensons. It was just better than the rest of the class because all the spelling was (mostly) correct and I successfully managed a quatrain and a metaphor. But that escaped the notice of a ten-year-old who strutted around the class like I was the secret lovechild of Bob Dylan picking up the family Nobel.
By Louise Parnell4 years ago in Journal
