There’s a fly in my soup
The weather may have been the same, but not his coffee. The barrister slipped something extra special into his coffee today…
The weather may have been the same, but not his coffee. The barrister slipped something extra special into his coffee today…
A powerful force arrested him And pushed him down the alley Where he heard a clown Speaking jests I must … Continue reading Cool view
In the throes of life, an artist happens to be picturing something in their mind, and wishes to translate that to paper. It may have arrived ‘through the ceiling’ as it was; or in the other words it just popped into their mind. It could come from observation of the real world; a landscape, a person; a thing. But like a camera the artist has a snap shot in their mind of something they want to put onto canvas or in a novel.
Nebulous writing is without a plan, a shape, a design. Just write. With the thought in the back of the head: think about where this piece, this novel, this screenplay is going.
Happens at some stage in a writing career. The fluid recording of thoughts, typed, or on paper, translated into something of a story, a piece, an article, a personal experience related, into a script of some important story.
In the end, nebulous writing isn’t nebulous at all, for all writing must go somewhere.
When an article is merely interesting. If its my article, I deny it. Because I believe, rightly or wrongly, that … Continue reading Merely interesting?
There’s an easy way to file away ideas and thoughts. It’s not by filing ideas and thoughts for different genres … Continue reading Ideas notebook for all those invasive thoughts
Challenging decisions in the editing phase–what to do with everything but wanting to use everything. Cutting, pasting, rearranging, refashioning. Continue reading Deft defying decisions