My Dream, Its A Gas

Like most, I've had many dreams of what I'd be when I grew up. Like the time when I sat on Dad's knee and sang to him. Dad was to be my judge, I became so nervous, the only song I could think of was the alphabet, well that and, "you smell like a monkey and you look like one to." Dad had said, " you should find another dream." And so I did. It happened with gift wrapping, my new dream took hold of me.

So the singing starlet in me, twirled off the stage. I was opening a pressent and even to this day, I remember the pictures on that wrap, but not the gift. Hot air balloons, blue birds and cute mice inspired me to put them in a story. I decided I would become a writer. I told no one. For hours I would sit at my type writer and dreams of being paid because I was that good, flowed along with the ink words. I could barely wait and truely beleived it would happen, until I slipped up and told Grandma of my dream. She laughed!

The typewriter gathered dust. I needed a new dream. One day as I layed back in a black leather look chair, which I guess was comfortable, my new dream came to me. While the voices and activity around me dimmed I dreamt of becoming a comedian. With great vividness I could see myself on stage. The crowd was ready for a good laugh. I couldn't beleive the jokes that came to mind. They really were funny. I knew I shouldn't laugh at them. After all you don't laugh at your own jokes. The more I tried not to laugh the more funny the jokes became!

I shouldn't laugh. I griped the chair, but even its reality faded. First came the belly roll, then the giggle, that could have been missed. The cackle though, couldn't be missed. It was all over when I felt my dentist lean over me some more. He was turning down the laughing gas! Nothing funny in that!

After my tooth was drilled and the jokes could not be found in my fuddled memory I went home and pulled out my dusty old typewriter; hearing that clatter again was like being re-united with an old friend.




Dreaming of being a writer and writing is miles apart, for me anyway! This is going to be a long hard road, here are somethings I want to learn along the way.

Make my settings 5-D

My descriptions need to be more than 3-D solid, I need them to be 5-D solid. We expearience life through all our senses.

1. Sight
2. Sound
3. Smell
4. Taste
5. Touch

It's easy to make your reader see the setting, I need to make them expearience it!

*Need to use specific colours

Things To Cut...

The amount of
The area of
The case of
The character of

EG: The character of Sue is bubbly and fun loving change to Sue is bubbly and fun loving.

Whenever possible do not begin sentences with 'IT, THERE' eg: It appears that Sharon will... change to Sharon will...

Do Away with weak modifiers:

active/ actively/ actual/ any/ available/ any/ actually/both/ careful/ carefully/ certain/ certainly/ comparative/ comparatively/ definite/ definitely/ effective/ eminent/ eminently/ existing/ fortunately/ herself/ himself/ hopefully/ in fact/ in general/ in particular/ in the future/ in the past/ indeed/ inevitably/ itself/ meaningful/ meaningfully/ namely/ necessarily/ needless to say/ now/ over time/ overall/ particular/ particlarly/ per se/ pretty/ quite/ rather/ real/ really/ related/ relatively/ respectively/ somewhat/ specific/ themselves/ total/ unfortunately/ very... If cutting these words do not change the meaning of the sentence then cut them.

This information has been gathered from a Harcourt and EDIT YOURSELF- Bruce Ross - Larson.