What do you think of my story?
Oh wow, that's wonderful. Just asking, did you get Jasper from Twilight? Anyways, here some things you need to work on: You need to use better word choice. Use a theosurous. You have some, but not quite enough. For example, you can change, "Then it got quiet." You could use a connection sentence like, "It was as shushed as a purring kitten." or whatever. And, when you finished your dream saying, "Nothing so I let it go." You could of said, "I tried again, scrambling up to catch just a gasp of oxegon, but sunk in failure." You also have lots of typos, but that's okay because I know this isn't your real copy. Other then that, I seriously want to hear the rest. Can you finish? :) Great story.
I want to start writing. How do I begin?
I didn’t write for the first five years since I wanted to write.I thought I would churn out the all time best one piece article that’s gonna shake the world. I would think up the next harry potter idea or next Game of thrones series and just kill it.I waited five years.Nothing happened. I never did anything.The golden moment never came.The right time never came.I thought I had to think up of something “worth” writing about. I thought people want to listen to my opinions.I started writing opinions.And nobody gave a shit.My opinions aren’t what makes me unique as an individual. I didn’t realize that.My experiences are what makes me unique. My experiences with BITS, my experience with depression, my experience with the girl I got a date with is what makes me different.When I started sharing those experiences than it actually started adding value to other people’s lives.They could relate to the experiences. They could relate to my struggles. The way I handled those struggles added value to other people.I started my blog cum podcast Thoughts under the lamp with the same aim in mind. I would talk to different people trying to gather their experiences and share it with everyone.These interesting people at my college would never otherwise come and share anything with the world. They might share their opinions but never their experiences. Something which is really valuable but they don’t realize.So how do you start writing?Write about that day when your mom kicked you out of the house , about that day when you proposed to your girlfriend or about the time when you went for an internship but were made to do dumb shit.Don’t write opinions.Nobody cares what you think of Donald trump. It doesn’t add value to other people’s lives.That’s not what makes you unique.Your experiences make you unique.So my opinion on writing is not to write opinions.
I can't write anymore. Everything sounds bad--Helpful opinions please?
My explanation is sort of..........long. But I thank anyone who has enough patience to read through it. So lately, I find myself unable to write. I rely solely on old ideas, ideas that are penned out by my younger self. And I am simply never satisfied with what I have written. Often, I find it impossible to write past two or three sentences without wanting to delete the entire document. I can think of nothing, yet I don’t know why. During my Grade 8 and early Grade 9 years, stories came so easily. And the words came as easily as the story. But gradually, everything went downhill. I turned sixteen two weeks ago, and even though I am sure that my writing skill has improved from when I was twelve, the emotions I once felt, and all the colourful sceneries—they have simply vanished. I find it impossible to write freely—as they put it, ‘write with your heart’—and I pick at every word, always finding too much error to correct. I want my stories to flow so badly, but they simply won’t. Often, I wonder why? I wonder why I cannot write anymore. Usually, I conclude with the fact that I have grown up too much. I have grown to a point where my creativity has died, because I simply don’t believe in fiction anymore; because my real world is a boring place. The people around me, my daily duties, my school, and the loads of homework—they have diluted me to nothing. I find it hard to go back into my story world, I find it hard to imagine a new story—I am stuck in reality. I can’t get out. Half the times I want to rip my brains out and bang my head on my laptop. I used to be able to write page after page, sixty pages in a week. Now, my pace is a sentence per month. I can’t write any story; I can scarcely write a paragraph. I can’t translate emotions into words, I can’t feel any emotion when I write; I can only feel dread, reading numbed words and forced sentences. Can somebody, somebody please tell me why?
Does anyone know about the dangers of those large green electric boxes that sit in the middle of the grass?
I cannot give you any good scare stories, but I agree, the kids have to learn to play responsibly. That includes staying off of these boxes. Usually you see those boxes where there are underground power lines, so the wires and equipment are out of reach. The cabinets should always be locked, and therefore accessible only to authorized personnel. While these boxes are electrically safe, it would be a good idea to tell your kids not to climb on the box. There are still ways the kids could get hurt playing on or around the enclosure. Often there is a label which identifies the box by location or number, and includes a telephone number for the power company responsible for the box. Check the label, and give the power company a call. They would be able to answer your questions and concerns, and possibly even send someone out to make sure it is safe and secure. If you see a person from the power company looking it over, go out with the kids and talk with the power employee. They can give the kids enough information as to why they should not be playing around the equipment. Someone knowledgeable like that will make a bigger impression on the kids.
I am very weak in maths. How can I develop it?
I'm very weak in Maths, or I don't know whether it's something that I, myself developed over the years. From my 7th grade, I started loosing interest in Maths since my teacher wasn't that good and she only appreciated students who did well and insulted us very badly. From that year, I just gave up my hopes on Maths and considered it as a shitty subject and pretended like I didn't care when I was really really very sad on getting very low marks in Maths when I was an excellent student in the class and scored more than 91% in other subjects, Maths always bought me down when it came to ranks. I was so depressed, I started hating Maths, and it became a nightmare for me. The day before the exam, all I remember doing was crying, crying and crying. I couldn't bear the tension it gave me. It still does. I suffer from anxiety even though I'm young; and no one is allowed to put so much pressure on me because it's trouble. Whatsoever, I still have chills and I failed in this year examination and writing a retest on Monday, and this time, I just googled whether there's anything I could do to score better in Maths, and that's when I read this interesting article and found out that I'm not alone. Because this is exactly like my story. I'm weak, I always get the just-pass marks, my brother is a top-scorer who is hopefully cracking a AIIMS soon and has 95% marks in his 12th grade and all, and I left a group tuition cause I was insulted and then joined a tuition where I used to be the only student, and I'm continuing that, but the thing I failed to keep is being regular. I'm never regular to the tuition because I hate maths firstly and I'm a lazy girl who spends her weekend by watching new movies, with drinks and chips and popcorn and stuff and going out every weekend for shopping with my family or friends, or going to stay at cousin's or mom's or spending quality time with my best friends or my best-friends-cum-family my cousins..Okay! I've told too much. I hate maths. No, I hated it. Not anymore. I'm going to pretend like I love it and work hard. I've got 5 days from now, that's like huge time to cover 6 lessons and then practice extra questions and sums. Well then! Let's see how I'll score and whether the hardwork will pay off! Fingers crossed! Maths!! HERE I COME BROTHER.
How do I become a published, well known, professional author?
Just adding a bit.. I do not want to become rich or famous.. I just want to become a published author and be successful. I have been writing my entire life and I love it.. I am good at it.. I have a lot to learn, no doubt about that. I can live in a tin roof house in the middle of the country fields for the rest of my life for all I care.. As long I can get my words out there.. My written words.. My story painted through words. Thats all I want.. Yes, my dream is to be number one on the NYT Bestselling life, but I couldn't care less if I made 2,000 dollars or 2 million dollars. I just want to be walking through Barnes and Noble and seeing my book on the shelf and someone buying it. Thats what I want. Those two are what I want. I couldn't care less about the money.. or the famous part. And to the person who said for me to become an A-Lister celebrity instead, no. Thats not what I want. Thank you, ~Dee