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Staring at this empty page. It's same-width lines a paper cage. So many thoughts I know are there, But all I do is sigh and stare. Wishing I could write and write, Instead the page looks on with...
MinxMolly talks of coursework stress And RichWithey's going insane Compared to both of those two I am boring weak and plain My poems are all unstructured They talk of stupid things Is this the path...
My best ideas always seem to run into my mind just as my head hits the pillow. There has been many times that I've woke and picked up my mobile to quickly record an idea.
Hello again, today is Friday, November 30, 2012. I've discovered that instead of being scared by authors' attempts at horror, I am enveloped.
I'm having a writer's block, I'm not sure what to do. I know what I want to write, But I'm not sure how to.
I am so sorry but I may not be carrying on writing Green Apple for a while. I need a little time to figure out where I am going with it.
I'm sat in my car, staring out onto the beautiful sculpted sunny horizon of Oxford. I found a farmers field to park in, nothing but fresh air and green fields.
Ok so I have writers block,. I cannot shift this feeling,. I look down at my paper,. My subconscious is reeling,. I know what I want to say,. But exactly how do I say it,. The plot is in my head,.
After trying to get into opuss in the past couple of days i've noticed sone great things about this app.
I've decided to pick up the pen again and start to write this story again.
This Opuss is being written at a time when it seems most of the community have fallen victim to sleep.
I said a very long time ago that I was writing a fantasy novel. I haven't stopped writing that fantasy novel, just things keep getting in the way. Most predominately, school.
To anyone that cares; I haven't forgotten about my story Untitled. Just my phone is still buggered, and don't take my iPad to work. Halfway through writing chapter four.
When I write. It doesn't come as freely. As I would like. My mind is at war. and Its for freedom I fight. An abundance of words. For my deliverance in verse. Within my mind. I acquire to find.
Hey guys. I know I promised you a new story, and that you shall get. I just need to work out some details.
It starts with pen and paper, Typewriter, print or screen.
Hello again, today is Saturday, October 10, 2012.
I think I might be a subconscious writer, I worked it out today, Doing my controlled assessment, In my own little way.
I have a great idea. So I begin to write. Get the first stanza. Then have a fight. I know the words. Hiding deep in my mind. But they don't come. I look to find. Writers block. Loud and proud.
I want to write a poem, I know I have the time. But writing is a science, It's far much more than rhyme. A poem tells a story, And writing is an art.
Sometimes I wonder why I write when seven out of ten times, I hate it.
Ok sooo kinda stuck on story ideas. I have a good idea for a new story but I don't won't to let anyone down who read Moon-rise by ending it?!?.
I'm writing chapters for both ( just started The Hunter's Werewolf) for now I'm going to write the prologue and 12 chapters to catch up since Deep Dark Secrets has 12 chapters already, oh and I use...
I started something crazy today; Writing letters to myself, because I want to always remember who I am, know myself better, and hopefully improve my writing skills, as in books, that is actually how...