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[WP] A film made in 1971 surfaces -- and quickly goes viral -- of L. Ron Hubbard and a small coterie of friends laughing at the success of "Dianetics" and Scientology, and poking fun at the millions of adherents. You're Tom Cruise and an aide has just shown you the film. | He was just staring at me. No emotion in his face. He wasn't even blinking. He didn't seem angry, or upset, or confused, or any of the reactions I had prepared for when I went over this in my head. It was like he was trying to read *my* reactions like he was trying to...
"What's your point?" I actually jumped when... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 10,900 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | The called him pathetic, weak, ugly. So, little by little, he became pathetic, weak and ugly, until his soul shriveled like a wet clump of leaves. | 30 | 0 | 41 | 10,901 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | He saw me score the winning goal in overtime, hugged me when I cried about my first girlfriend, told me he was proud when I hung my diploma on the wall, and taught me that a good man will sacrifice everything for his family and keep it to himself. My insides crumbled, all those years later, when I asked him how he was ... | 138 | 0 | 41 | 10,902 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | "Eat that because there are starving kids in Africa!"
And there were. | 11 | 0 | 41 | 10,903 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | She lay solemnly on her bed, falling into the ceiling and dwelling on the words: fat, ugly, emo, freak.
She tried to find the will to put the knife down, but it never came, so the words became a part of her. | 6 | 0 | 41 | 10,904 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 41 | 10,905 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | His photograph fell to the floor; a bygone smile still shone. It was then Jennifer knew that he had really meant, "Goodbye," this time. | 4 | 0 | 41 | 10,906 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | When my brother was in elementary, he carried around a tennis ball with a slit cut open for a mouth and Sharpie drawn eyes and annoyed the hell out of me talking to it and about it. One day, when I lost my temper and asked him why he would carry such a stupid toy around with him all day, he burst into tears and replied... | 31 | 0 | 41 | 10,907 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | Every Tuesday a young man visits the tomb of his sister, etched on the stone, "Beloved daughter, sister and friend."
Every Wednesday, he visits the tomb of her killer, a junkyard with a peculiar white hyundai scratched over with "I'm so sorry". | 10 | 0 | 41 | 10,908 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | Until a bed opens at a rehab, she just needs to stay on opiates, or she'll lose the baby. I'll write a prescription for subutext, which had been shown to protect the baby from harmful effects of what they get on the streets, if she can assure us that she won't sell it for heroin. | 6 | 0 | 41 | 10,909 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | I laid into him with everything I had been holding back for all the years we had known each other. With each vindictive word, I victoriously watched him shrivel with pain, the mask of confusion aging him an eternity, and the first tear my father had ever shed in front of me wordlessly rolled down his cheek. | 3 | 0 | 41 | 10,910 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | I walked home clutching the leash, but nothing my Dad said upset me as much as wondering every day where Barney was. If the one with the old lady really is him, he doesn't recognise me anymore. | 2 | 0 | 41 | 10,911 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | Please come back Spot. I miss you. | 28 | 0 | 41 | 10,912 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | She squeezed my hand and looked into my eyes. She told me she didn't love me anymore, and then she walked away. | 2 | 0 | 41 | 10,913 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | She's the most beautiful bride I've ever seen. I remember her first walk down the aisle, was to me... | 10 | 0 | 41 | 10,914 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | Last time she broke me I hadn't been able to glue myself together properly, and everything I feel has been leaking out of me since. The only person who can hold me together is her, but she's gone. | 2 | 0 | 41 | 10,915 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | 1. You will do whatever I say.
2. Go cut up a large onion. | 22 | 0 | 41 | 10,916 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | I sat down at my piano and looked at my crooked hand.
The dusty trophies in the room stared at me. | 23 | 0 | 41 | 10,917 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | John laid there alone in their bed with his mind running over silly things like phone calls on her lunch break, packing her overflowing suitcase for holidays and how she folded his boxers and kissed him on the forehead.
All that was behind them, Mary lay in bed vacantly staring off into space as John taught, if only I ... | 2 | 0 | 41 | 10,918 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | It was Sunday, the day she went to the cemetery each week to visit Jimmy, her precious son, lost to her despite all her best efforts. Steeling herself, she trudged to the grave, and found him there, slumped against the tombstone, staring off into space, covered in filth and stinking of liquor. | 10 | 0 | 41 | 10,919 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | Falling in love with many people is frustrating. I wish that I could repress the feelings forever. | 2 | 0 | 41 | 10,920 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | The fan in the chemo machine started spinning loudly, but my granddaughter sang louder, off-key. I smiled and squeezed her hand, closing my eyes. | 8 | 0 | 41 | 10,921 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | I had gone to see my Future at the Place we'd promised upon, where the flowers will bloom and the sun will shine and the Roots will grow.
Instead I sit in an Empty house filled with my Past, and my Future far away. | 1 | 0 | 41 | 10,922 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | An old professor had gotten a few kids from Uganda scholarships to our school through the missionary program. He took them to breakfast at Hash House one weekend, known for their gargantuan servings and sizes, all the children burst into tears thinking of their entire village back home once they laid eyes on the feast.... | 2 | 0 | 41 | 10,923 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 41 | 10,924 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | Helga had lived through so much horror, watching three miscarriages and an accidental abortion trickle into her journal as her and her husband tried to have a child of their own. Finally, after eight years of marriage and twelve hours of strained labor, she held a strong, squalling child to her breast, sharing tears a... | 0 | 0 | 41 | 10,925 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | [deleted] | 0 | 0 | 41 | 10,926 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | The rope fluttered upward and tightened around metal, a man put on the tan necktie. It ripped and he collapsed to the floor, "I can't do anything right." (I don't know if this is too close to death, sorry if it is) | 3 | 0 | 41 | 10,927 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | He stood there at the altar, repeating his vows, going over every detail of their time together, what he loved, what he hated, what made them perfect for each other, and the whole congregation of family and friends cried, moved by the beauty of his words.
He stood there at the altar, talking to no one but the air she... | 3 | 0 | 41 | 10,928 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | There are libraries all around the world that are filled with beautifully bound books, containing words that cause tears, sentences that bring life back into someone's eyes, and paragraphs that contain the very essence of craftsmanship. Your writings will never be a part of this library. | 3 | 0 | 41 | 10,929 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | Futurama broke my heart with Jurassic Bark. Poor puppy waited for Fry forever. | 0 | 0 | 41 | 10,930 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | "Give me that motherfucking doll, they're for babies."
Mommy's voice was all slurry like a rainy window, but she was right, I was four now, I was her big girl, big enough to make my own breakfast lunch and dinner, big enough to take out the garbage when it gotted too high and big enough to tuck her in on the couch wh... | 8 | 0 | 41 | 10,931 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | There wasn't much to go around in those lean days in March when Wolf and I would wander, past exhaustion, through the barren streets looking for sustenance to keep us moving through the relentless snow drifts that only the homeless know. The last time I saw Wolf, he had looked back at me with defeated eyes and an emaci... | 3 | 0 | 41 | 10,932 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | I still hadn't been able to part with the last love note she had ever written to me on that lavender colored pad she had saved for important messages. There were almost certainly more that she would write, but it was the last one for me. | 2 | 0 | 41 | 10,933 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 41 | 10,934 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | The rain reminds me of you - actually, everything reminds me of you. Please come back home. | 2 | 0 | 41 | 10,935 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | My fingers danced across the fretboard, but the guitar did not sing. It doesn't feel right anymore. | 2 | 0 | 41 | 10,936 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | I never liked you, when you cursed me, when you spat profanities so dark I wished you dead.
I never liked you, when you pushed me, reveled in my pain, when you wished I would die.
I loved you. Please come home.
| 2 | 0 | 41 | 10,937 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | You can't really help it if you're an ass in your teens - pretending to know everything while knowing jack shit - it just takes so long to grow up and figure out your groove. But when you're done with the growing up and you look back and go, "What an ass!" and laugh there's a bit of sad in there as well; most people yo... | 1 | 0 | 41 | 10,938 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 41 | 10,939 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | Violet eyes closed as a hand gripped his arm tightly. The same violet eyes snapped open as the hand was torn away; alone again and it was only his fault. | 1 | 0 | 41 | 10,940 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | "I'm sorry, but if there's even a chance of escaping to the South and tell the world what's going on here, I have to take it..."
"But dear, you know that means your grand kids will be born into a concentration labor camp!" | 1 | 0 | 41 | 10,941 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | The world saw her as perfect. But the scars on her arms said otherwise. | 2 | 0 | 41 | 10,942 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | Momma stands in the kitchen, chopping onions. A tear slides down shutz2's face. | 2 | 0 | 41 | 10,943 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 41 | 10,944 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 41 | 10,945 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | [deleted] | 0 | 0 | 41 | 10,946 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | I can still remember the days when I couldn't wait for my son to leave the house, knowing it would be better here without the constant arguing.
I miss him so much. | 1 | 0 | 41 | 10,947 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | "Mo...momm...mommy I... wet the bed" said little Nancy.
"For God's Sake, Nancy..." said Martha, dropping her syringe and picking a knife, "...You're 17! Get your shit together" | 1 | 0 | 41 | 10,948 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | They told her her stabbed infant would live. All Bathshiba ever wanted was Satan. | 1 | 0 | 41 | 10,949 |
[FF][CW] Make me cry in two sentences. Constraint: no death. | I collapsed in my kitchen after receiving the phone call. He'd not be coming home. | 1 | 0 | 41 | 10,950 |
[WP] A society where talented individuals are taken away at an early age by the government to become an ruling class | You might enjoy [*Profession*](http://www.abelard.org/asimov.php) by Isaac Asimov, it is something rather close to this. The link takes you to a html text version. | 6 | 0 | 34 | 10,951 |
[WP] A society where talented individuals are taken away at an early age by the government to become an ruling class | The young girl rubbed her hands over her tan arms. The dirt from her fingers spread, but she didn't seem to notice. It seemed as though she was staring at the ground, but her pale blue eyes were out of focus. The small brown room was suffocatingly hot, packed to the brim with various pieces of worn clothing, furniture,... | 9 | 0 | 34 | 10,952 |
[WP] A society where talented individuals are taken away at an early age by the government to become an ruling class | Another boring performance. More 'art' for the aristocracy. More events to stroke the ego's of the elite. What I wouldn't give to watch a baseball game?
It's been years since anything noteworthy had happened. What a fool I was, in my giddy excitement, when I heard the Word of the Tribunal.
They went over my port... | 21 | 0 | 34 | 10,953 |
[WP] A society where talented individuals are taken away at an early age by the government to become an ruling class | Dad and I were out in the fields when Jeremy was taken.
The hovercraft came down out of the clouds with a *whir*, dropping like a stone before landing as soft as a feather. We had figured it would come sooner or later - Jeremy had always been precocious, and picked things up remarkably fast for a six-year-old. We'd do... | 6 | 0 | 34 | 10,954 |
[WP] A society where talented individuals are taken away at an early age by the government to become an ruling class | When the leaves of the mountain hills began to wither and die, a black car crept up the anemically paved village road and deposited a suited man at the edge of the village square. He had the stature of confidence and height of authority, but his leather shoes were worn and his gray blazer was stained with experience. A... | 2 | 0 | 34 | 10,955 |
[WP] You find a portal to a fictional reality. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 11 | 10,956 |
[WP] You find a portal to a fictional reality. | [deleted] | 0 | 0 | 11 | 10,957 |
[WP] You find a portal to a fictional reality. | I was bored, dicking around on Reddit when I found a strange post, from a strange subreddit that I didn't remember subscribing to. I can still remember the title
"Housewife uses this ONE WEIRD trick to open a portal to another dimension! Theoretical physicists HATE her!"
So, I clicked on it, expecting to be taken to ... | 1 | 0 | 11 | 10,958 |
[WP] An old man, a violin, and a lifetime of regret. | The whiskey bottle was half drunk. Robert began to play in the empty Sidney opera house. He knew no one would come, but he would have liked to see this place for the last times. In the bunker, no one tried to stop him. They knew he would never be happy again. He was one of those who knew the world before the atomic exp... | 5 | 0 | 28 | 10,959 |
[WP] An old man, a violin, and a lifetime of regret. | *How many days have I sat here, staring at my old wrinkled hands, waiting for death to take me under its wing? I lost track of it once more, but every time I move my fingers the old bones inside shift and shiver and remind me I won't be long now.*
A sigh escaped the silent grey in his rocking chair. His mind wandered... | 4 | 0 | 28 | 10,960 |
[WP] An old man, a violin, and a lifetime of regret. | I only wish I could have produced something worthy of the master's elegance. I wish I hadn't spent my entire life as a tool that held him back. With him, he brought me to unprecedented levels and venues. He took me places I never thought I'd be, while I was in his tutelage.
Eventually, there were naysayers of our ... | 4 | 0 | 28 | 10,961 |
[WP] An old man, a violin, and a lifetime of regret. | **17 Days since Day Z. Journal entry Nr.8**
We found a nice little shack in the woods where Joachim can heal, i went out on a run for some food in the woods while he stayed behind. I bandaged his leg, the bullet went straight through and he should be healing. We managed to grab a lot of things off of our Ukrainian fri... | 3 | 0 | 28 | 10,962 |
[WP] An old man, a violin, and a lifetime of regret. | The violin was beautiful. It's cherry-oak body glowed in the flickering light of the fire as it sat, dusty and unused, atop the bricks of the fireplace.
With a glass of whiskey in his liver-spotted left hand, the old man sat, enveloped by the cool, brown leather of his chair, across from the fireplace. The fire reflec... | 7 | 0 | 28 | 10,963 |
[WP] An old man, a violin, and a lifetime of regret. | The bow trembled in his hand, but when he placed it on the strings the song it produced was clear and powerful.
Bartok's Violin Concerto was echoing in the empty station. I closed my eyes, to no use. Strong neon lights still burned my retinas, behind my eyelids.
I shouldn't have drunk so much. My hands were so heavy... | 2 | 0 | 28 | 10,964 |
[WP] An old man, a violin, and a lifetime of regret. | The ladies in the blue and pink pajamas told him that his son would be there this weekend but they were mistaken. Abraham didn't have a son. They told him that he had to go back to his room but they wouldn't let him leave this damnable place.
The food was horrible. The bread was stale and nothing had any flavors. ... | 3 | 0 | 28 | 10,965 |
[WP] An old man, a violin, and a lifetime of regret. | Not a response to the prompt, but reminded me of Chekhov's short story Rothchild's Violin. Great read and only 4k words. | 2 | 0 | 28 | 10,966 |
[WP] An old man, a violin, and a lifetime of regret. | William was dying.
At first, he joked often and planned trips for when he could walk again. Bedridden, his presence still commanded the bedroom. His eyes had sparkled, and his voice echoed off the walls. Now, his once-jaunty cap sat more on the pillows than his head, and the steel colored comforter threatened to swa... | 5 | 0 | 28 | 10,967 |
[WP] An old man, a violin, and a lifetime of regret. | A pair of wrinkled hands extends for the elegant oak violin leaning against the dusty wardrobe. With the delicacy of a child the old man cradled the violin in his arms, longing for a time far gone. With each pluck of the strings a delicate sound ripples through the musty air. The violin sounded as beautiful as the day ... | 2 | 0 | 28 | 10,968 |
[WP] An old man, a violin, and a lifetime of regret. | Rain rippled down the windows. He remembered that to his fingertips, long before they wrinkled and shriveled, it had felt like velvet rubbed the wrong way, the smudgy softness pooling in the corners against the leather. The leather was soft, worn with the warmth of hands. The silver clasps, real silver, were polishe... | 2 | 0 | 28 | 10,969 |
[WP] An old man, a violin, and a lifetime of regret. | -022
He studied the intricate scroll work. He knew every turn and dimension. It was one of his finest pieces. He'd been building violin's since before his son was born. His company was started in a spare bedroom in the old house he bought before the war. While the army was teaching him how to kill Germans, he'd been t... | 3 | 0 | 28 | 10,970 |
[WP] The rain is falling up. | As he came to, Adam heard the sound screeching tires and slamming car doors. Terrified voices muffled by the sound of a police siren. "Oh my God!?" A women screamed from the left. "Everybody get back!" A rough voice said from directly ahead. "Dude... shit's goin' on YouTube." Said an irritating voice from behind. Adam ... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 10,971 |
[WP] - The thought process of the youngest child of four, as he/she decides to run away from home. | My oldest brother is getting his PhD at University of Pittsburg in Biology.
My oldest sister is at the University of Michigan studying to major in Engineering.
My other sister, closest to me in age but still older, ended up at Northwestern to also major in Biology.
I just graduated from high school. I took... | 1 | 0 | 12 | 10,972 |
[WP] - The thought process of the youngest child of four, as he/she decides to run away from home. | I thought about it for about a million times, running over every scenario I could imagine. I thought about their reactions. I thought about the risks. I even thought about my death.
Yes, I'll admit. My family was an average middle-class family, and each of my siblings were top-level scholars, valedictorians with honor... | 1 | 0 | 12 | 10,973 |
[WP] - The thought process of the youngest child of four, as he/she decides to run away from home. | They won't even notice I'm gone. Mom and Dad are so busy with everyone else, I might as well go find someone who wants me. They already have my brother and two sisters, I'm just a last minute "extra".
I'm going to take my kite and my Marvel the Amazing Spider Man action figure with me too! I can put them in my schoo... | 1 | 0 | 12 | 10,974 |
[WP] - The thought process of the youngest child of four, as he/she decides to run away from home. | I am SO mad at my family! My mom says I have to pick up my toys but they're MY toys! Where is my Mulan suitcase? I am going to RUN. AWAY. and then everyone will feel bad for being SO MEAN to me! My stupid sister called me fartface but SHE is the fartface, not me! She has FARTS ON HER FACE. I will need my blue dress and... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 10,975 |
[WP] Your life was great, until you woke up from a coma and it was all in your head. | [deleted] | 3 | 0 | 16 | 10,976 |
[WP] Your life was great, until you woke up from a coma and it was all in your head. | I have led a life that was anything but normal. At first I was an prospective young student, engineer at a prestigious college, and wife-to-be. Life was pretty much set for me, my path was straight and clear. Until the day I dove in front of a bus to save my fiance.
I was ten years old, when I woke up. I remembered e... | 4 | 0 | 16 | 10,977 |
[WP] Your life was great, until you woke up from a coma and it was all in your head. | Morning. About 7:30 or so. Mel was standing by the vanity getting ready for work. You still remember the night you met her almost a decade ago at some Columbia bar in the Upper West Side on New Years Eve during your Sophomore year at Hunter. She came with a classmate but left in your taxi. You'd never say it to her, bu... | 1 | 0 | 16 | 10,978 |
[WP] Your life was great, until you woke up from a coma and it was all in your head. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 16 | 10,979 |
[WP] Your life was great, until you woke up from a coma and it was all in your head. | I slowly pushed myself toward a window while on a handicap chair. Why? Will the view from the window be greater and more inspiring than what I had? How can a shady hospital backyard amount to the wonders seen form my mansions and terraces? Full of self pity and degradation, I looked down upon children playing in the ba... | 1 | 0 | 16 | 10,980 |
[WP] Rewrite a memory. | I slid my card into the door, eager to get this appointment over with. But the weight in my stomach remained. Something wasn't right.
Scott would be mad, he'd demand the hundred dollars I owed him anyway. But it was worth it.
I walked away, never turning the handle. | 5 | 0 | 20 | 10,981 |
[WP] Rewrite a memory. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 20 | 10,982 |
[WP] Rewrite a memory. | Sometimes I think back to my days in high school. Well, that's a lie actually, I think back about it all the time. I've progressed a lot in the last decade, but not so much I've forgotten where I've come from.
More specifically, I think back to 10th grade. I have never been more miserable in my life, than I was in ... | 3 | 0 | 20 | 10,983 |
[WP] Rewrite a memory. | Even though I had half a month's worth of pills left, I went and renewed my prescription, just to make sure.
I lay down, and when I opened my eyes, my room was gone, and I saw eternity.
It was beautiful, and it was hideous.
It was invigorating, and it was terrifying.
For every answer, another set of questions with ... | 2 | 0 | 20 | 10,984 |
[WP] Rewrite a memory. | I would have stopped him. I would have taken that small step to stop him but I didn't. He took a long stride and crossed into the street, the light blinking at him, telling him he could go. But there was a tiny nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach that I ignored and I shouldn't have. Because if I listened to my ins... | 3 | 0 | 20 | 10,985 |
[WP] Rewrite a memory. | We walked into the hushed room, a steady beep and the squeek of our shoes the only sound. I was annoyed our last goodbye was to be in pairs, and wondered what I should say when my turn came. My younger sister took her place by the bed, tears were already pouring down her face.
Suddenley I felt horrible, I knew the ma... | 5 | 0 | 20 | 10,986 |
[WP] Rewrite a memory. | I stepped out of the car.
It wasn't my fault. Damien was always so full of life, so eager to see, so hungry to experience, he would never understand that it could leave him.
So I stepped out of the car. | 1 | 0 | 20 | 10,987 |
[WP] Rewrite a memory. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 20 | 10,988 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | This is great advice. Showing is most of the time better than telling.
I think you should cross-post to /r/writing! | 8 | 0 | 1,165 | 10,989 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | Writing is my hobby, and although I never actually thought about it this way, the "list" is exactly what I learned to avoid at some point - I noticed 9/10 times when I give the reader direct information about what the character thinks\knows\feels ("he thought he looked great"), it damaged the story in some way - someho... | 21 | 0 | 1,165 | 10,990 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | I love this advice, and often hand it out when giving critique. I did a [workshop](http://redd.it/1rhsoa) on this about a month ago. | 42 | 0 | 1,165 | 10,991 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | Palahniuck is my favorite author. This advice helped change how I view my writing process and I've eliminated inner monologue and 'thought verbs' almost entirely.
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[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | I'm still trying to find a writing style I like, though I've been noticing that I tend to write in the first person. Would this advice apply to writing in said first person? | 2 | 0 | 1,165 | 10,993 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | I hate you, OP.
^^^Actually ^^^I ^^^love ^^^you, ^^^thanks ^^^OP
Edit: Goodness gracious the upvotes propagated like gremlins. It almost makes up for my shaming by the superior writers in this thread. ^^*Almost* | 174 | 0 | 1,165 | 10,994 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | I read this advice and a bunch of other stuff I've collected every time I write. I find that the quality increases and it helps me loosen up to the intimidation of creating good pieces of writing.
The best advice I've read is to just keep on writing even if you know it will turn into another two hrs of reviewing and ... | 6 | 0 | 1,165 | 10,995 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | Excellent, thanks for this. | 2 | 0 | 1,165 | 10,996 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | Superb. | 2 | 0 | 1,165 | 10,997 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | So what if you are writing from the first person?
I feel like it would be much more difficult to leave out thought words, if you write in first person the reader is already in the main character's head. | 5 | 0 | 1,165 | 10,998 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | I don't think this would apply to essay writing which stresses a concise style. | 0 | 0 | 1,165 | 10,999 |
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Top Gilded Writing Prompts
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