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#1 ~ Find a subject
Find a subject that toi like. Such as fantasy, historical fiction, sci-fi, ou any other genre toi like.
#2 ~ Find a topic
Think of an idea that toi would like for your story. Make sure that it can fit into the category that you've picked previously.
#3 ~ Think of a topic sentence
If toi don't have a juicy topic sentence, readers will generally lose interest.
#4 ~ Plan ahead
It's always a good idea to plan ahead. Make sure that your story doesn't lead to a dead end, become boring over time, and make sure that toi have enough time in your daily life to type this story. toi never want to leave them hanging.
#5 ~ Dedication
This is similar to planning ahead. Make a plan inside toi brain on how much and often toi should type. A great way to give others dedication is to give nice commentaires on their stories, because it feels nice when they give that to you.

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Spelling and grammar
This is extremely important. Without it, some readers may get ticked off and stop reading. toi never want that.
Use juicy words
Descriptive words always make a story plus vivid. If toi aren't good at finding them yourself, ask a friend ou use an online thesaurus.
Always re-read
Never publier your story without re-reading. Most writers make some casual errors, and don't notice unless they re-read.
Punctuate
Punctuation are your friends. It's great to punctuate, just don't overdo it.
Emphasizing
It always looks like a plus interesting story if some of the words are bolded, italicized, underlined, ou trophée LOCKED.
Advertise
Advertisements aren't always necessary, but they usually help. Most stories will get a few fans par themselves (Depending on the quality), but if toi give it a little push, your story will be a hit!

Please, give your honest opinion, and suggestions are always welcome.
posted by BellaSwan636
Shaun

"Your girlfriend called. She wanted to talk to you," Jason said.

I pushed past him and grabbed the phone. I punched in the correct numbers and Serena picked up on the first ring. She sounded as if she'd been crying.

"Are toi alone?" she asked.
"Yes," I glanced at Jason's retreating form. He was going to basketball, basket-ball practice.
"It's important," she said, hesitantly.
"You can tell me," I said, patiently.
"God, I'm scared," she whispered.
"Of what?"

Suddenly, she screamed into the phone.

"What's wrong?" I asked.
"It's moving," she whispered again, sounding panicked.
"What is, Serena?" I probably...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
Hayden p.o.v
I sat there staring out into the cold city, one of the quirks with flying is toi can go anywhere. I sighed and lay down; the floor was cold at the Empire state. “Why would I try to Kiss her?” I asked myself. I shook my head. “You’re an idiot Hayden” I told myself. She didn’t have feelings for me after 3 days what the hell was I thinking? I asked myself again. Did I even have feeling for her? I mean I’m an Angel I can’t do the things that most human boys can do. I sighed and got up; the sun was starting to come up, not that anyone in the Underworld slept. I looked...
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posted by DietCokeGirl
This is written about the perfect silence only found in the dead of night, and the feelings it inspires.
The titre comes from the description a friend of mine gave when we were stuck in the middle of nowhere at midnight and I found it sort of beautiful.
Enjoy (I hope) :)

Weighted air and winking stars,
darkness draped, tension wrought.
This night, this hour, is ours.
Silence chimes unspoken thoughts
that choke my mouth.
Silver moonbeams in glittering outline
surround you, and in our youth
this night, this hour, we intertwine.




I'd l’amour to hear what toi like ou hate.
Thanks for reading.

DietCokeGirl
I looked at Chantal in a slight mixed feeling of confusion and fear. My confusion was towards everything that just happened about five minutes il y a and the fear was also towards the fact that there is now emerald-green feu currently emerging throughout my entire body. I then asked Chantal for clarification. "What's going on here?" Chantal stood up, reached into a satchel, which I didn't notice she had with her until now, took out a spray bottle and sprayed the both of us with it. "Whoa! What are toi doing?" Chantal smiled at me and then responded to my question. "I sprayed both of us with...
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It is now my sixteenth birthday and like on tenth birthday, I received a life-changing surprise. But unlike my last surprise where Delilah... Well, toi know what happened, but anyway back to the current events. Unlike the last one, my surprise was that was being relocated. I went with a new family par the name of the Wilkonsons. "Welcome Cesar!" a dit Mary, my new foster mother. "Thanks, miss..." I started before she cut me off. "Please. Just call me mom." Mary said. "Okay mom." I responded. "Allow me to introduce toi to our family." Mary motioned me to follow her up the stairs. When we arrived...
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posted by LadySilverSoul
This is my opinion. It is not meant to offend, ou disrespect anyone.

I'm still in my twenties, yet I am tired. I am tired in the deepest marrow of my bones. As I type this, I find myself taking long pauses between sentences. It is like my mind and body knows my intent to use expressive vocabulary, will still fall short of the actual circumstances of which I write.

Many of us, at least on the outside, believe that racism is wrong. Many of us, at least in the face of others, shake our heads at it. I'm not talking about the racism that causes physical pain for others, but the racism that is perpetuated...
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The lingering light was obliterated par the rapidly falling night. The once saumon and purple sky transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black that engulfed the town. A canopy of luminous stars materialized amongst the ocean of blackness. Some were dull, merely flickering into existence every now and then, but there was an adequate amount of shimmering stars to illuminate the dark, moonless night. The lake glistened, mirroring the dazzling assemblage of glittering stars and the luminescence from the moon. The faint wind brushed against the water's surface, the ripples ruffled the stillness of...
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posted by floraisbest1
Then the guard gives (flora, musa, aisha, nabu, riven, and helia food).

diana's guard: here is some nourriture (specifaclly leaves)

flora: dont toi think diana was way to specific, she told her friends.

(everyone starts eating except for flora)

helia: whats wrong flora arent toi going to eat something.

flora: dont toi guys think that guard was way to specific with our food.

nabu: your right but why would diana put something in the food? she obviously wants to talk to us and we need our strength ou we'll starve to death.

flora: im still not eating

aisha: flora please dont be stubborn

flora: im not being stubborn...
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Hello Dear Reader,
I am écriture an original novel and I wanted people to at least hear the word of it before I tried to get it out in the world. It's called "The Death Contracts, Vol. 1: GLIMPSE" and it's the story of the main character named Astrid Marker.
The reason why I'm posting this link everywhere I know possible is because I want fans. Desperate? No. plus like curious to see how many people can review what I have so far and tell me what they think. I have the first 8 Chapters posté on my profil at the website figment.com, the link to it plus the synopsis is straight below, but I wanted...
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CHAPTER THIRTEEN:
OCTOBER 30, 11:22 PM
I feel nothing but fury towards brochet as I continue on towards Harold’s house. Danny, of course is against the idea, however, I have not told him I healed Harold’s condition, and unless I can find a way to make it with everyone surviving the suivant twenty-four hours, I decide that information is best left secret. As I near the exit that will take me back into the suburbs, I realize is less than an heure until Halloween, I drift back off into my memory of that fateful night all those years ago.
ALBANY,OCTOBER 31, 1850:
We are less than a mile from exiting...
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Death, death is a beautiful thing, it allows new beings to be born, death is needed and shall always be around... However there was one who tried to defy death, he a dit that it was not needed, that people could go on with out it, this mans name was Deluch ruler of a mighty kingdom off to the east. One of three greater kingdoms, but our story does not start there, no our story starts in another realm where everything is peaceful and death is accepted.

Beings of this realm know that death is a good thing, death paves way to new life, so why try to stop it? Maybe some people wish to live forever?...
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CHAPTER ELEVEN:
OCTOBER 30, 1995:
The sun rises over Crystal Falls; the chill of the autumn wind fills the air outside. vampires hate the cold. As I ponder what to do, Danny lies asleep on the couch, still unconscious. The effects of my blood have taken a toll on him. I ponder whether to continue my investigation at the high-school. Doing so would put Harold at great risk. Yet, somehow I think brochet has plans for the students. I look at the calendar. It is the thirtieth, the jour before Halloween. Halloween, the anniversary of the jour I made my first kill. I reminisce once plus into my past.
ALBANY...
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I have just read a paragraph from what could possibly be, the worst book that I have seen in a long time. Fifty shades of Grey does not even have a good story line. The man Mr Grey is a complete pervert that is obsessed with SM. He meets this woman, warns her that he is a creep, and the woman stays!
WHAT THE HELL!
The novel apart from this is filled with parts where Mr Grey has sex with this woman practically everywhere in his house. Yet many woman seem to l’amour this complete piece o rubbish.
And that is not even the worst part. The novel is full of the worst grammatical errors I have ever seen....
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CHAPTER SIX:
ASHLEY’S POV:
2:10 AM
OCTOBER 28:
It is only a little over a half heure later when I see a car pull into the parking lot. I note the driver pull out a flashlight and climb out. He has long dark hair, is skinny and wearing glasses. It is Harold. I motion him over to me. He walks over and hands me a pair of jeans and a sweater. “It’s all I could get in a hurry.” He said. We walk over to a restroom, and I ask him to wait outside while I change. par now he notes I am covered in blood, but I promise to answer everything when I return. After about five minutes, I return and find...
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So, hi.
To those of toi who don't know me, my name is Josephine. toi can see me mostly hanging about the Heroes of Olympus spot.
I write mostly fanfic on fanpop (If toi want to see my original work check out HousexofxNight on Quizilla), but my friend annabeth523 asked me to post this online so she could read it.

Basically put, this year, on the first of September, I turn sixteen. My goal is to have typed 100,000 words of a single story par then. I started typing on the 28th of December 2012 and I am just over 42,000 words in. I am now editing what I have written so far.

What toi are about to read...
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THE EAGLE

Red splatters the walls, the floors...

The Eagles yellow eyes
His claws tear, his beak rips

His malicious intent present in its speech
His black shadow falls
Its darkness full and everlasting

Leaving no physical mark but
Its evidence in the eyes of the Knowing
Only they can see
Only they recognize the signs

Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder
Pain is in the mind of the sufferer
Invisible and dangerous
It strikes silently
Clouding the mind

It consumes
It feeds
Never backing off
Happiness becomes the past
Anger the present
What of the future?

No one knows
No one can know
No one understands...
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Chapter 1
October, 1964

I lied awake on my bed.

I couldn’t sleep.

My mind was wandering, racing to different topics at the same time. I couldn’t stay on one subject in my mind for plus than ten seconds. I was restless.

Just then, out of nowhere, I remembered something that I particularly didn’t want to remember. But I did anyway. It was something that I hated thinking about, and something that I thought about all the time. I got up, clad in only a pair of jeans, and walked over to my closet and turned on the light. I pulled down old, dusty boxes and yellowed papers off of the closet’s shelf....
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Now that toi have converted some of your favourite PDF files to ePub using Calibre, Doremisoft link ou some other applications available which toi want to read on your iPhone, but still toi can't find an effective way to do it. Would it be a complicated process?

I surfed on the Internet, and found many people talking about how to transfer ePub eBooks to iPad, iPhone ou iPod. It is quite easy for us to read ePub on iPad via the free iBook application that announced in conjunction with iPad, Besides, with the launch of iOS 4.0 on June 21, 2010, iPhone 4, iPhone 3GS, iPhone 3G and the seconde and...
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toi say toi want a look into my life
Go ahead, there’s nothing to hide
I’m not abused par parents, a good life is apparent
In me; troubles come, I think ‘Eh, it’s Life.”

But that’s my problem: I don’t know when to stop
My thoughts go from one idea to another, they hop
If I think there’s something to worry about, I doubt
That some people would be as whiny as me.

While I’m worrying about a Civics test
Few other girls get any peaceful rest
From caring for their family, uncharacteristically
Still trying to be the best through the stress

My Friends look up to me for my calm head
I’m THE person...
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9:30 A.M

An heure and a half later the cloche, bell rang and we were released from class. "Wow, I feel so amazingly smart." Nick a dit coming up behind me as we exited the class room.

"Why's that?"

"Because I knew every question, either that ou I totally flunked it thinking I did an amazing job." Nick wasn't the smartest student in the school but he passed his classes. "I'm sure toi did fine." He didn't look convinced. I grabbed his hand and gave it a light squeeze. He smiled "Well I'm off to biology." And I was off to P.E. in the opposite direction.

He held my hand till we were to far apart that our arms...
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