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posted by IloveMyLord
In this लेख I'm going to write about how to enjoy writing. I'm a writer and do a lot of writing, both for my website and for other people. I find some ways of लेखन are और enjoyable than others.




How To Enjoy Writing




I find लेखन is most enjoyable when it's not done in a forced या particularly planned manner. If आप find it's hard to get yourself to write, I think it's best to relax about it. Perhaps relaxation will be all आप need to get your inspiration flowing, in fact.




I often spend some time meditating for ideas before sitting down to write an article. After a few सेकंड्स of keeping an alert अंतरिक्ष open in my mind, an idea – whoosh! – comes in to fill it that void.




Meditative Writing




In general I like to take the principles of meditation into my लेखन work. Allow, don't force. Flow, don't push. Let the लेखन almost seem to write itself, flowing out of your hands as if it were moving of its own accord, and आप were only the piping for it to flow through!














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When आप force या overly plan your writing, it's less like it's flowing through आप and और like आप are “efforting” the words into existence. This way isn't fun, doesn't feel light या joyful, and the finished product is generally not as creative, exciting, या authentic as an expression of who आप are.




The funnest way to write is to have your words be an expression of who आप are. Don't overthink them. Don't deliberate. Just be – onto the page. If you're feeling a sense of great power and creativity coming out of you, you're on the write track!




Trying To Please Your English Teacher




Don't fall into the trap of “trying to please your English teacher”. English teachers look for a certain sort of लेखन to praise and give high marks. They have a certain sort of सलाह about what constitutes good writing. The only problem is, this isn't what people in the real world like to read!




People in the real world like to read clear, simple, easy to digest information. They like a style which is easy on their eyes, and are generally not trying to analyse the deepest motivation of the author.




Most of all people are looking to get some kind of value out of your लेखन – be it recreation, information, both, या something else. Know what your readers want – या at the very least know what sort of valuable thing आप want to do with your लेखन – and do that thing. Don't get stuck in words या structure on the way.




Structure In Writing




In general, very little structure is needed.




Add in some headings for ease of पढ़ना – perhaps after आप have written your piece. Keep paragraphs and sentences short. आप want your readers to be able to digest your लेखन easily.




Add some pictures when possible (especially for web writing) to make the लेखन seem friendlier and less intimidating to read.




Perhaps the opposite of what your English teachers would say. Make your लेखन easy.




Enjoying Writing




In general I'd say the best way to enjoy लेखन is to have fun with it and don't take it so seriously. आप can seriously help people with your writing, yes – but a joke या a light-hearted style wouldn't go amiss.




आप might have to adapt to your medium if you're लेखन for a magazine, but yeah. For your blog? Write fun, write light, and write lots
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posted by coriann
Chap 1
They say the woods had magical powers, या that there were creatures possessing the woods that caused strange things to happen in the neighboring town. But myths may be able to fool the 19th century, maybe even the 20th century, but the 21st century? You’ve got to be kidding me. With the kind of first class technology that can map out entire areas through every nook and cranny, and that can create a program that can entangle the entire world in its web. The 21st century was 1st class, un-gullible and not easily fooled, too wrapped up in our own little bubble of a world that we created...
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posted by dragonwriter
I wake up. It's early in the morning. A cool wind blows द्वारा my face whispering sounds i don't understand. I look up at the sky and notice that it is a light blue color and it makes me feel that there is no problems in the world. Looking around i get a different story.

Blood everywhere. Bodies over bodies and not a living soul in sight. Who could have done this? My head starts to spin and my vision is going blurry. A creature appears from the wind that was flying द्वारा my head earlier.

This creature starts walking torwards me speaking in a language that I have never heard before. I go to reach for my gun and find a giant hole in my right leg. It continues to get closer and closer and is staring at me as if to be a hunter and I am it's prey.

Knowing that this is the end I look up at the sky. Beginning to close my eyes the last of my sights are focused ont he Blue Skys.
posted by viju
 Shining down in eyes....
Shining down in eyes....
Do आप ever feel?
Like a melba toast
Breaking into pieces
With no way from sea to coast
Do आप ever feel
That you’re so ignorable
But inside do आप know
You’re inescapable
Do आप ever feel like
You’re under pressure
But inside you’re दिल
There’s an aggression.

You need to hear
Mellifluous voice in your mind
And than

(Chorus)
Run like a Meteor
Through the sky
Through the space
Shining down in our eyes
Run like a Meteor
Piercing the wind
With lightening speed
Shining down in everybody’s eyes

(Verse – II)
Do आप ever feel like
You’re so irresistible
But really आप are
So capable
Do आप ever feel
That...
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posted by lucius_malloy
Under the surface of the ever-moving ocean, it is calm.
There are hardly any sounds bouncing about the vast space, and the ones that are have been muted, many times over. The roaring of a ship’s engines, mighty as a lion, is only a faint humming sound, और felt than heard as it vibrates its way through your body.
You’re floating, floating in a mass of blue. The only thing आप can see is blue, blue, and blue – different shades, some lighter than others, some dark as a winter night in the North, but blue nonetheless. Now that आप think about it, it’s slightly disturbing – oppressive,...
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posted by dragonwriter
Sky turns black. Memory fades. through all of this tragedy fate has taken my memories from me. No other thoughts. दिल pounding. Blood racing. No और time for thinking. Think quick and on my feet या death will surely get its grasp on me. As my enemy approaches i draw my sword. Once the tip of the blade is out of the sheath i hear it hit the ground as i feel a warm liquid pouring out of my open chest as blood gushes out of the wound. As i struggle to take my last breath i wake up screaming relieved that it was just a DREAM.
posted by MissMuffin38
It was just another day. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and everyone was doing what they normally do. It was the start of the summer of 1939. In the middle of a war. It was सुरक्षित here, most of the time. Everyone carried on like they always did, selling फल on the market stalls, children drooling at the millions of different sweets on the shelves above them, and then running around, playing airplanes. Amongst all this was a house, with a family, that lived happily. Almost.

This family were the Nicholson family. They lived together in a big, fancy house, but not too fancy. The...
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posted by Thalia_huntress
plz tell me if आप like it and if i should write more




2....1 ready या not here i come" i say. i hear my friend Annabel giggle. i go behind a पेड़ "found you" i said. "lunette!! Annabel!!" the owner of the orphanage called us. she was the most कड़वा woman ever all because her husban died in the war. we sraitened out या dresses. "coming miss belle." we कहा in harmony. we rushed from the yard. "yes miss belle?" i said. "it's time for us to see if anybody wants आप brats now change into the nice dress we gave." she said. "ok miss" annabel said. miss belle didn't know but every one made fun of...
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And of course, the initial reaction to a शीर्षक like this one is, "Well, why don't you make me care about what you're saying, first?"

So I'll cut straight to the chase: When submitting a short story, या even a poem for publication in a literary magazine, keep in mind that the editors receive hundreds of submissions a day, which means that they don't have time to read every last one of them. This is why it is incredibly important to hook them in your first few sentences, other than start slow and verbosely build up to why they should care. Therefore, this will be a succinct explanation of why...
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पढ़ना to oneself is a modern activity which was almost unknown to the scholars of the classical and medieval worlds,while during the fifteenth century the term 'reading' undoubtedly meant पढ़ना aloud.Only during the nineteenth century did silent पढ़ना become commonplace.

One should be wary,however,of assuming that silent पढ़ना came about simply because पढ़ना aloud was a distraction to others.Examinations of factors related to the historical development of silent पढ़ना have revealed that it became the usual mode of पढ़ना for most adults mainly because the tasks themselves changed...
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posted by NormalcyIsDead
I’m sick and tired of it all
Run five laps, climb that wall
Ace that test, be happy everyday
25min. class lesson: due in two days

What’s wrong with you, Jordan?
Where are those ‘A’s आप were sporting?
Oh no, आप have a B, that just won’t do
Let me prod आप some more, ask some सवालों too

“You seem to be slipping.”
"Get to the front of the race!”
You’ll never get finished
At THAT jogging pace

Yoo-hoo, girl, get your head in the game!
Idiot, doing the wrong lesson, there goes your good name
To most other people, I’m starting to come off as lame
But to me it's al the same: Run faster, think...
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posted by Lord_Anubis
Hope आप mates will like it =3
Feel free to comment

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I'm looking at the black ceiling, in this empty room I sit.
I'm leaning my back on cold दीवार where light of the sun can't reach me.
I don't have any peace, same pictures are repeating in my head.

The grey clouds rise above and I'm goin out for the rain.
Let the cold drops from the skies give me peace and break my sadness.
But even hard rain can't clear thoughts of you.

And feels like I'm falling in deep abyss, dark water swallowing me as I close my eyes and turn my head up to sky.
It's eating my mind, taking away my dreams.
Oh please pull me out, stay with me.

Today I'm not goin out, I'll reamin in the dark waiting for you.
I'll defy to all my desires cause I can't ask anymore from you.
I'll be गाना only for आप my angel.
Oh please pull me out, stay with me.
posted by rebaj2010
I have this image in my head of a girl who spent the first 17 years of her life being loved. Loved द्वारा her parents, her brother and sister, and everyone in school. She doesn't know the meaning of hate. Then this mysterious guy come to her school. He doesn't say much and the only person he notices is her. But he is different then the other guys at her school he is too sexy to be real. They fall madly in प्यार but what she doesn't know is that he has been alive for the last 268 years. He is no vampire but something that can scare the helll out of you. And he has a immortal enemy, and that enemy is the boy who is filled with so much hate all the immortals call him...The deffinition of hate(his real name being Marcus) And the girl so finds out that Marcus will stop at nothing to take her away from him and दिखाना her what it's like to be hated