#20 — Small, repeating phrases Sometimes, small phrases end up repeating themselves. But if they're shortened, that will tighten up the story's prose. Here are some examples: Climbed up -> Climbed If you climb something, you're usually going up toward the top. So, can drop up and leave climbed by itself. I climbed up the … Continue reading Common writing mistakes #20
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Not in the right (haiku)
Mountains bowed to meThe sea showed me AtlantisBut I couldn’t breathe Copyright © Robin LeeAnn
2 a.m. questions
How many writers stopped writing because they couldn’t afford the hobby? How many artists gave up after they felt like no one was paying attention to them? How many writers stopped because they felt they weren’t good enough? How many wonderful artists go unnoticed every day? How many writers will eventually be swallowed up by … Continue reading 2 a.m. questions
Should we keep writing ideas written down?
I have my own stash of writing ideas hidden away, but it's like I'm storing them for nothing. I don't even think I've looked at my journal ideas for over a year now. I check the ones on Pinterest every once in a while, but sometimes that's even is rare. It's like I find all … Continue reading Should we keep writing ideas written down?
Glass chains have shattered
Touch the glass wallAnd shatter it all I don’t mean toBut I’m about to explode Can’t keep me here for longUnless you want the storm too Cause the chains are goneAnd I’m tired of waiting---------For someone else’s approval Copyright © Robin LeeAnn
It’s THAT time of year again
The emails are coming in! The ideas are getting written down. Oh, the time of the year where everything seems to be rushing on a time clock. There isn't much time left, but there's so much to do. And, gosh, it's almost November already? It's about time to write a novel on top of that! … Continue reading It’s THAT time of year again
The storm
The storm lit up the clouds. The dark blue sky turned into a musky light gray. Lightning strikes reached from the left to the right like tree branches. But then another strike would grow out smaller, barely reaching out, after that big moment. That last strike is me. Copyright © Robin LeeAnn
Fake happy
Money!I love that word. Don’t you? It gives you hopeuntil you realize how empty your pockets are.In this world, we’re all just searching forMoney.Do you want some? So does our government.You can play the game of Life with them,but let’s see who ends up with moreMoney.It’s a drug, a dose of dopamine, a pill.Something we … Continue reading Fake happy
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