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Due space ... cyber space, sillies @ a thing they call BLOG BOARD, am considering re-booting FICTION FANDANGO. Also, did find former arena for viewing latest blog creations from community members. Who blog along @ the train we may dub http://www.writing.com. At that spot one may still find latest blogs by date & hour. This random thing that swept the site like a cow catcher, never cut it with moi. Writing seriously comes @ a price. Not costly in the least, instead a crux quite easy on the eye and mentally relaxing fer sure. That's the craft for you --- when folks dedicate their works to a degree of ultimate impression for their audience. 'Random' applied like salvage for lackluster pieces clocks in as unfunny, uncanny sameness, tech gear only, buy-this-buy-that, keep up with the Jonses, be a married couple only, paint the white picket fence of online persona clone-ship is history. It always was for a talented ken of authorship. So, if boredom turns you on, personally can't even grasp the concept. Okay? Previously FANDANGO underwent a major wash & dry, hung out to air since ... summer 2013, when blogs crumbled along with golden rod, last Autumn. A year before --- 2012 @ Teffom Estates came with discoveries which eventually tuned into major news events due revelations from Edward "Scissors hands" Snowden. International press hounded the guy all the way to Moscow. What he revealed to the American Public, due a closed and corporate owned media in the States ... went entirely unrelated to domestic spying. A blight on these shores, to be sure. Suffice, IF TEFF rants, don't think she dislikes EVERYONE. I don't. I do run the EVERYONE contests and oh my --- have nerve to dub myself Prez @
Also, currently searching my own bonafide noggin for a way to kick start another truly laid back group @
Regionally we can only do our best. Of course, thru our writing. Most folks are not active protesters, another thing like even a hint of news (shunned onsite) remains in disfavor nationwide. Oh, yes, my pretties, tis in fact out there like a ground cover of wild geranium. Why, lucky we color ourselves when finding real news, these days. Hoaxes come, entrapment stories build but common sense lives on in a place you may dub: -------- FICTION ------ FANDANGO ------- A ----- WRITER'S ----- BLOGGEROO. HAPPY NEW YEAR. Deadline Jan 30 ... @
Christmas past submissions, encased in the only Christmas Genre Anthology onsite & online open See:
Perplexed while wondering about the CLUBs Silent Ones @
FANDANGO LIVE spells no pressure stats for moi. (I) might blog a bit, but short story time is more important, you see. Plans to make, resolutions to keep and sure ... the beat goes on. Public thanks to all who entered 2013s Everyone Contests which proves most successful. Yipee! Completion toward judging winners cicle while R&R (reading & rev) stories soon. Oh boy! Promoting same, holding in hand like Magi-ware then gifting ala Secret Santa. DONATIONS WILDLY NEEDED FOR CONTESTS. Please E-mail TEFF. Comments open @ FANDANGO. Sept 1/TWENTY-FOURTEEN! Officially open @
Tap the above if you like Ghostbuster mid. Also, accepting submissions all year long, from EVERYONE! MAY RE-OPEN in JAN @ un-revamped {bitem: Recenty Anthology created @
PUBLISHERS, CALL ME! Ditto @
Oh, the giraffe on the cover spells sticking FANDANGOs neck out there into that offsite view world aka an I-net EYE! |
Primarily, despite efforts at several groups here on wc, including FL --- Frontliners, my efforts were never recognized as valid by most of those people, or clones of people as I think dual membership speaks for itself on this site. I must thoroughly edit any ref to wc out of WRITERS WAR as wc is a forum, not one person by any means, a very very huge forum like spot, a website powered by _______ consisting of writers of all levels. If the majority of those in charge can indeed write well, you'd never know it. I never have been more shocked by vanity due to how to advise than thru repetitious bogus contents of wrongful writing advice in a modern era, a very changed writing atmosphere due to digital writing than by wc nl. To keep an insistence alive which is wrong is to me a means of losing members. There are only two, possible four people here involved as nl editors who do these things. I don't use their names, I don't write to them, and I don't care at all about them. When I started AD CLUB, I hoped to make a difference, but I knew and now have confirmation that the wc nl are ignored due to content aligned with non helpful for the craft. Much online from the writing advice industry is the same. So, am desperately re-editing words written on online reviewing, which is done on gather, amazon, and ... oh I can name ten more writing websites and shall. Best of all WW --- Writers War is ready --- Part One. I may advert it a bit more, rest it one more week and thass a wrap. The sad thing is that what went down between me and those few, unforgiving whomevers remains alive as if it happened yesterday. I won't review anymore. I won't post writing topics here nor stories. And shall close my entire port to spite google. Not a happy situation by any means. Yes, I say cowbell comma cowbell, due an ixnae theme on commas, not size of the creatures who missed Chris Walken tie. Yes, (I) object to endless similarities. Where does sameness crapshoot ala OP finished & posted works begin? Communication, perpetual revving aint for moi. Now I've so much more time than when I set out to be a crowd pleaser. I have numerous pals, men and women and can tell who is real and not real. I know EHA Halloween story sat ready for better than your contest-TEFF contest. That is fine. I don't assume ultra space here is better than anywhere else online, I know it is. And shall make damn sure to mention that inside WRITERS WAR, which might help another's business. Antiquated writing rules, must do, must not do proceeds with ____ etc ETC!!! are on the wain. Barely anyone cites rules aymore. While TEFFY cites HODGES. People have to take hours out of a day, days out of a week, and be able to research all of the time, not just in a c/p manner to write better than average, supply info per subject. One of the last romance nl (read by moi) told how that editor loved all of wc. Yes, a testimonial, which is fine, but missing juice. Readers may crave concrete ideas supplied in former nl, when other editors talk about the genre. And people are not so dumb they are apt to spend money to the tune of hundreds for online writing classes. Mostly, we're rather broke, not millionaires. Facebrooker ties are not my ken by preference. But if that fits a bill for advert and more fun among a community --- fine. I am critical by nature, can see differences and am one to talk about what I observe. And about all that went before, my apologies were made. By the way, I met Stephen King in Colorado in 1978. Now, the stage is set ... so read it and weep. WC has harmed my work. But this was only a temporary set back lasting a few hours each time. For a critic's site, they should know they are already being critiqued ... not by me ... but well sources were around in 2004, and they are still out there. This is not news. I feel sorry for CLUB as they will never get the Full Monty now, but they refuse to participate anyway. I am very surprised that I was simply nothing to those four or five. Nor was my work. Then they had their laughing at TEFF pals; there were actually gangups. Later years, my goat was on the wire, but it became too late to see me temper out. So right now, the ones who lead most often are into ignoring me. And they are not welcome to read me. Yet, I know they can. So then the towel goes into the ring. I'll try to think of the non reference to wc, in all my editing ... and shall keep the space as relaxing as this Spring for while six more months ensues on this blog and from this site, yet there falls freedom for TEFF. All my account dwindles down to in the next few years, and next time, I'll swipe the card, instead of wasting gp accumulation time --- for maintaining same & my groups, my saved pieces are all staying closed. All folks like a bit of extra space. In 2004, things were different here. There were still credible contests and opinion sharing on the craft which reached mature readers and mature writers. All gone now. Changed. I find that the majority here --- 90% only -- of those I opened and read ... are actually writing Young Adult or even Juvenile Lit. But sadly they think it is Adult Lit which reaches down to sixteen years old or fourteen or fifteen and even thirteen, topped to include no age limit over sixteen for the adult Lit audience at the other end of the mature age level for readers. Even ones whom I know can write much better. Give praise falsely and folks give up those re-edits. The world outside notices, believe you me! I shall stay, but silence shall rule the day and there shall be no more blogs since trust is a wicked mistress. Down south we don't trust a living soul, so closed is open to some as if it is there backyard dog in a cage. Ownership is mine, you see. I intend to contact Mr. King to ask him for help, if he shall be most gracious. After our last conversation that was how we left it back then. As far as creating or swinging entertaining or educational ... I may have come across only twenty things in nearly six years here. So, OUCH! Such improve/ learn/ hone method aint working. The only reason this ever bothered me, which it doesn't now, is because there is an opportunity for so much better. Which, in 2004 was there but something tuned honesty out as tides turned. Then, well if the opposite results, which it did, we now see worse --- overall along with rife dishonesty of sorts. Via false praise, methinks. Okay for the sake of presentation or argument ... slightly after 2005-6 and by 2007 standards for the three Es of writing diminished onsite, became terrible only in overall appearance when using a ratio. SAD? Add site sameness-in-E-writing ... detailed as b-o-r-i-n-g, nor approaching current events, etc. THEN deduce. The so-called party line perhaps allows for a MO which touches visitors & mainliners (the community itself) then pulls in online readers aka views --- but eventually sums to duly noted applause for anything, good or lousy. Or the opposite a gathered slamdunk clause which in some cases results in a tearing apart of perfectly fine works. Members, here, used to write to me re: that practice. So sure, we knew & shared that oddity long already. Whereas a small sampling realizes marketable means salable, due polished better pieces. Of course, we weren't supposed to say so IF unfairness hit us in our faces like a wet balloon. So, mum was the word. Yet, we know this if we can think, which we can. Such things are not apparent on other writing websites. Many sites court excellence instead. (c:green} Spt 27/12 ED note --- Later call this dumbing down. Meanwhile all writers, novice, prolific, serious or casual should take a stand toward smarty up! Fucksake, we're not anyone's students! ALSO: Inside THE DIGITAL DIVIDE reasons are easily seen among essayists therein as to why oh why ... making the case for an overall inferiority of digital writing. Hell, it's even encouraged! Yeah, shameful. End Spt Ed note. So on this date ... onto a bit more research, just had to clear my head. No apologies whatsoever. TA TA! & Arrivederci! UHOH! Sept 27/ 2K12 addition. Lastly, reading over all of the above ... understand a couple more tings ... 1. Real folks are polite, they may not wish to speak against sameness of writing or what passes for composition of stories, etc. OR the site, itself. 2. Secondly, spice up the premise with a pinch of fear. Nobody prefers to go to sleep @ night after insulting any of the echelon, aka powers that be. And know this online folks feign an uncanny capacity for degrees of hurt feelings as easy as you or I roll out pie dough. Ruffled Feathers Syndrome is Wildly Overdone! In my case, for example, once I quizzed a blue case (la de da, la de da) with a simple question while reading, actually judging a blog he entered in a contest. Nope, never could see those quotation marks nec for the world of average source usage generally taughtin middle school, BTW. Instead c/p-ing the entire piece answered the prompt. Nope, a commentary wasn't written. Thus enters adroit laziness of e-writing.* Nada reply came to moi, however, I was immediately blocked by that blogger. And he can still read moi. * Looking around, on topic --- dear audience ... we've entered (About 2010) a complete acceptance of a turnaround as onliners. Why? The ken for passing it on. OFTEN: forum praise surrounds those iddy-biddy first responders. Actions aka how informers take bows for mere credit of discovery. Then what was found by WHOM became more important than original sources. World famous, Journalist, Author, Chris Hedges calls facebook a plagiarist .. free-for-all. He's right! Although, never a student of anything on the online. WE R READERS!! YES!!! Appears: Countless peeps are slammed at the box office for talking back in class. YOU'd hope that silly ploy knocks off a few years from a ladies' age, a nice thing after all. However, a carry over to sanity runs individuality must reign supreme. So, again with the oddball, sameness ken. Yet, a push to accept only sameness farty-ness is immaterial. Creativity is key! In conclusion (finally, right?) smarty-uppers who comment with relevance, speak their minds or share opinions, observations inside contemprary fiction or non fiction deserve the best of the best, compliment wise. WE may all aspire to such a thing. No doubt. lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll |
| DRY ENGLISH: EXHILARATINGLY PERFECT ADVERBS by Mary Moffett Imagine, if you will, a world far removed from sanity. Enter on a normal weekday morning, the fat cat contention that one simply must buy all their words at an open air market. Where, words are displayed for miles, stacked upon a wooden tables, strewn with paperback novels on the side. Dictionaries and Thesaurus hardcovers mark many a vendor's center pieces of eye-catching salable goods. All of these beckon buyers to venture forth and choose from a plethora of exactitude, all originating from the dry lot of the English Language, per se. At the end of one aisle an auction is in progress. The fist word up, a substitute for hatred is loathing. Bidders bump elbows, seek the perfect word. Recall, if you will, the only way to condone that a word is allowable in a future write: be it journalistically rendered into an article, or stabbed heedlessly into a short story is to purchase a given word. Yes, job lots are available at marked down prices. Each word costs a buck a piece. One George Washington, dollar bills nets a customer a ridiculously lower priced word. Since going out of business, trashy side of the market offer word discounts, market goers edge about in all directions, searching quickly. Therefore finding treasure troves of black market adverbs, the curse of the rush to avoid lengthy writing due to popularity involving tweeter, facebook, myspace-hardly any space fictionist stalls. All worthy opponents rampart in a ken to destroy both the fabulous, former reputation of the traditional short story. Flash is in, here to stay. For some, there's a keep up with the Joneses desire to keep abreast of short is better composition trends. Therefore, verbs, nouns become paramount purchases for shoppers, gathered at word fountains, casting pennies in the wind brought about by changing times. Prepositions are cheapest, since these are generally easily duplicated. Knock off articles like 'the' and 'a' are a dime a dozen, totally offered free today on the world's acceptable list of givens which accompany nouns since the sinking of Noah's Ark. Those who read only are not privy to the day's word fair. However, they wait outside tall, wired gates amidst deathly quiet, as singularly eerie as a graveside vigil. Will their favorite author be able to excel once more, be later hailed as the greatest word shopper of all time in their lifetime? Oh, to indubitably bear eyewitness to a man or woman writer bringing home bacon to fry in the proverbial pan, thus adding to an enhancing plotline like no other. Cameras point at the adverb auction. The first word up is a no brainer. Bids on 'very' vary. Everyone present buys one. Next comes, impressively. At first the crowd groans. Then as 'impressively' remains unsold, a seriously concerned auctioneer tosses in 'hysterically' and the anti-thesis blockbuster, 'pessimistically' onto the writer's choice of three words for the price of one low bid. The bait is irresistibly considered. Adverbs are sold without delay. 'Fatalistically,' 'horrendously,' 'precisely' and 'cursorily' crown the next foursome on the docket with even more adverbs. Because both 'judiciously,' 'sparingly' and 'positively' fell from a passing cart accidentally. Advice ran from the carlot to quaint, shady, refreshment stands to move in early, turn the tides of crappy writing into daringly superior products. Of course sellers sporting nouns, both proper and common, left empty tables behind by days excitingly conclusive end. More adjectives than could fill the average pickup bed were hauled away posthaste. For the best authors, who stay in the know annually, those who calmly spirit the absolute most from their stories never left the market. No, dear readers, they are still there filling out forms, patiently waiting in line to garnish and abet their obnoxiously insatiable appetites. Adverb Market is open dusk to dawn, all day long. Folks line up at the bidders sign in office. Fans linger outside the word fair grounds, breathlessly waiting to see whom exactly from the chosen few exits specifically overladen with wily adverbs which may certainly set one's hair on end for proper placement. Disappointed readers who grossly read word for word, who cast their two cents into author's home turf, who wax sleepless with insomniacal intentions to over critic the perfectionist's polished writings are apt to be dismayed. Their former slander is history, my friends. For the likes of the humble adverb manages once again to pull the arena together, while lending utter credence to a remarkable thing the world dubs the craft of writing efficiently, fabulously, enchantingly charming works. All as it should be. Word on the street runs, arrive early before daybreak, lest one miss an absolutely wonderful opportunity for better writing, available to anyone gutsy enough to grab hold of the world and give it an earthquake shake. |
Commissioned from MOFFETT PUBLISHING in OCT 2004, TEFFY aka PaulaLaRue undertakes five years time to write: WRITER WAR. RESULTS add flair via recent newer, incoming blogs these snowy melting days as FEB's cross ref/ chapter organization becomes a non-fiction book, a work in progress. Ooooh the book is gooooood. Yummy, realistic, highly educational. Most writings from the  of happy  Irish chicks usually are, babe. Inside WRITERS WAR ======>Does WRITER WAR also outline an escape from a norm following which novice authors take to being must do, adaption to useless approaches moving counterproductive for them and their works? Yet while WRITER WAR remains showing steerage, drowning for the craft per se, e-seeped in antiquated, bogus rules ... all occupying a mere 3.5 hours plus per diem aka compilation of these rants/ articles/ ramblings/ essays/ my newsletters/ blogs/ lesson plans/ articles currently being sliced/ diced/ revamped .. toward glory ... Glaring onward until gloaming dawn or dusk ... Just like when the lights go on on Broadway Best of TEFF --- let's hope? Then wrapping into a WIP goes on & on. No longer a gift to ADC or I-net. Yes, the real deal spelling money for writing on my webtv. Maybe yes, maybe no. Look for realism WITH true style. Shall Moffett aka teffom@writing.com ... whose port is mainly closed, also polish both "her" basis and basic reasoning behind such greats as THE RIPPER RETURNS TO WHITECHAPEL COURT? AND INCLUDE THAT SHORT STORY SEEPED IN RIPPEROLOGY? (Yes, whys of the plot shall be revealed as well as show this story, offering as a gift in short story genre as an extrovert tie to topic.) Chapter topics such as SHORT STORIES ... to STEER BY, TEFF'S daily life, recipes, gardens, my own damn blog work extravaganza ... as well how not to write, how to choice to write or legally narrowing pristine fields as we write ... all shall be revealed, Holmes ... editing in progress ... YES! Rather a back seat in my Lamborghini, honey chiles. Yes, I can do this thing. And no it shall not be for sale until ready. But it will be for sale soon, very very soon. OKAY TWENTY TEN!!! KISS ME, I'M IRISH!!!! We're talking over 50,000 words (2004-2010) already written by ME!!! So, split the sucker into sections .... hmmm. Option after about six months work in 2010, the additional meandering on the topic of what happens to novice writers on the world wide web, at the hands of e-published materials ... thus title: WRITERS WAR --- writers war!!! Heavy on the no that is not what that means in LIT. Yes, bogus advice under fire. Attacked without a fine tooth comb or a semi automatic. Teff claims satire, humor, wit and never genuflects to fakir, pandering, nicey-nice. Teff writes straight on to wiseguys & pretties ... all levels worthy of tauting their own damn logic post high school or grade school. Part One ... $35.00. Not one penny less. And no, you may not put it on facebook/twitter/wdc/inkspot because the copy you buy is for your use only. Sure for $35,000 upfront ... we'll do lunch. Other than that I never feel sorry for people who selfishly only give a little of their knowledge, generally without links or mention of where they found their topic tie, citations ... Or why this works, what is boring, kinda boring stuff since they are not indebted to saying more. Silent, mute folks who only want to render a tiny bit or info leading toward things like writing is detailing are crappy, especially when in a position to say the entire thing out ... not just give out givens. So MOFFETT'S WAR on Writers is alive & well. We may never hear the end of it from those who only accept old things. People shall come, semi, high falutin inspired may or may not or shall copycat write (use FANDANGO topics) change my blogs, my words or anyone's, never quote them in some places. Others will be brave & actually quote me. WHEN IT IS all knit into WRITERS WAR .. quoting directly runs as a requirement. As now, also, to be fair. The word decent comes to mind. Kids, this blogger didn't come to the table uneducated, did we any of us just? Daddy was fascininated by the word ignoramus. People who take OP stuff as their own to write about should say so inside a small community where they got it. I even say where I found EB WHITE research. I don't find much on wc. Too bad, huh. If you stand in front of a room with the job of informing or advising, you may do so. You should. To hold back relevant info and not do so, be unable to do so, take a cheap shot and look as if you can or are expostulating when you know you are not delivering by a long shot ... thus appears scandalous to me. Let's just call it cheap.$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ ::::::::::::::: lllllllllllllllll Puzzled whether bogus advice, which harms stories, is meant to achieve that specific goal. Namely: weaning out novice pens for the sake of eliminating them all? A new premise right there. Then OP boring pens sell instead because optional mistakes dealt from a teetering sickly, fading deck of cards re: writing advice ... then narrows the field. In the meantime the so called renaming of a "learn/ improve/ hone" period extends. Those who accept bogus advice fall by the wayside. Others make a comeback, spit in their palms, start over. You know that I know that you can do more. If my work does do more? Then you are allowed to say so. If you are on Cell Block D ... too bad. YES, FANDANGO IS CLOSED!!! WRITING WRITER WAR. An expose of e-writing. To offsite flash in the pan, stabs ... stooping and crooked backed under trees like rotten little elves ... whooosh whhhhhheeeeeeee, vvvvv vum vumm reeeehhhhhhhmmmmmmmm halt! Curse on you and all your ancestors to boot, boot, boot, jingle jangle von, vondering, jan joanne, effervescent vandermere, vaccination, vacation, vannessamirrors in http:vandalism veryveryfull of themself fatcat, fat head, boring pens from frau heisterisms, cow bell, cow bell, Holphensteins, van Holstein imitation which truly makes me laugh. Pays to visit your copycat onliners occasionally, see if you sold anything yet. You know that I know, you know? Oh, phooey, yesterday though of a few dialogue lines from the movie YOUNG KATHERINE. When Kat is betrothed who in the world knew from German geographical specifics. Pronounce and spell those lines and win a ticket to movie land, all day today. Then I can knit these precious knee length slippers again today. OF: knitting WRITERS WAR ... Lordy it be fun!!! Why, due in part to logic woven around the words --- funny ME a witty approach ... of course, sillies. Then too, "Perchance in casepoint to ponder, my dears." HAPPY ST PAT'S TWENTY TEN!! Do suppose folks wax inspired ... and continue to say so, citing when and where. Inspiration is overdone. Picking a topic is not inspiration. To write on a variety of titles/ headlines/ whatever is a wide choice. If you use a certain source ... say so ... aka honesty. Did this audience realize, bloggers are doing book reports inside blogs nowadays. Finally, right? Of what they read. Cell Block D reads Amazon sums, or so I hear. Tsk, so sad, and it really shows. Poor cons. |
So many times a perfect morning hits one full in the face. Sun warming windows, cresting sharp ridges across the way. All as it should be, as dawn slices thru overpowering blueness of our mountainy horizon. One of my neighbors here in suburb land, where none of the houses are development identical, praise God, has a front door with white etched glass. Tall Lily buds & willowy fronds, I believe, only going by memory, of course. Since, I was only pulled off my porch once, where I sat lingering on a lawn chair, fumbling with a magazine, waving to beat the band, all smiles, craving an invite to another of their scrumptious all nighters, after a Graduation Pig Roast, like no other, last year. When you brandish the hand made sign which reads: INVITE ME OVER ... things happen. Anyways, what they may not know is that every morning ... at about O-600, their door turns orange like tangerine bursting rays upon that very handsome threshold. Being of sound mind & body, I wait for this morning ritual, a scene which then moves onto picture windows, draping them in crimson. Oh, it's wild. I tell you plain. Today feels oh so different for no known reason whatsoever. Yes, finding more vans,no new j's, more e-f's outside the door of this ISP in the offsite web world, also block one more member, toss worries aside which hover above like this magnificent, cresting sun globe, we all love so well. Then too, I did actually keep tons of stuff, plus both my blogs open e-net wise for years. Now, I pay the piper for such devil-may-care attitude inherent in my ken for audiences at the time. My fault. I fear copy-paste may line sneaky, private, coffers of others. The things I read which were terrible, poor knock offs, in fact border on re-writes almost by dates. Sometimes by mixing line placement as well. Never fear, it is another wonderful day here at TEFFOM Estates and sure, I learnt my lesson well. llllllllllllSidebar: No, this is not aimed at one particular member here onsite. I'm told by a reliable source, that a certain peculiar, member skipped town, opened his/ her (you can't tell) own stuff. Which is viewable online by all, I do believe, and was pointed out to Miss TEFFY. Sweet. lllllllllllllllll Next: Of grave importance to many, whom believe all they accept as truthful. Comes: WRITER BEWARE! Certainly, these remain words to live by for one and all. Oh, found a great spot with much more interesting, realistic meaning for "helpful" info. Imagine that. I joined and may even be in for a logo to use. So, very different from where I am penning now. That spot offers honest, truly decently written, realistic, professional, educational articles re: writing markets. Hold on, almost lost my train of thought ... Looky over yonder ... there she goes, now their garage door turns as bright as a school bus. Ahh, it's over. Wow!! With blue mountains and orange mornings, one can only salvage hope. Drat, digression in play ...Ah yes, reasonable recall for last August, when a popular member of wc called me a "master writer" on this blog comment section. Advised me to moreorless get lost, go some place else, away from novice writers here. Hold on ... I don't claim the title by any means. To me a master writer is in print once or repeatedly. Those author, famous folks, I'll try as it suits. And no one can read them all in a given lifetime. Use the term "better writer" that I'd accept. But where is the gain when being hard put to name ten "better writers" from the 771 thousand plus registered here? "Invalid Item"  Speaks for itself in communication with said "novice writers." Thus deleted the comment, which was crying-out-loud, ill deserved. Besides which my claims fall into being a novice writer, along with all the rest. IF I do it better, on rare writing avenues, venues aptly available to all ... so what? Most of what I do write, originates right here, every single time and editing time can run into hours. Other times, I use my own ISP spot open for writing as a paying customer. Maybe one day I will compile my list of a TEFF choice for the top ten pieces, read on wc since 2005. A writer can do six good ones, three bad ones. So it is not the best writers --- sorry --- it's the best stories. Of, my copycat* cartel suspicions --- came across that dog won't hunt ... came across ... The lights went on on Broadway ... these I use, but did not invent either. Which is also another reason not to slam dunk cliches. And sure, been aware for sometime .. of "from this desk" see: maybe yes, maybe no, as well. RE: The soft sell or soft shelled crab approach to satire. There is none. To try that mode is not satire at all. People have no idea how silly these (their) disgusting claims hit one full in the wrinkly, frowning face. There is a new dawn every single day. Why can't people think as opposed to copycat? If anyone has an answer be my guest. When one writes it is never nec to say ... in my opinion, I think, I feel. This leaves a blog or essay or article open to immediate ridicule. As well it should. How come? If one signs a name, opts to be other than anonymous with signature portrayed ... sorry ... why bother to explain such easy as pie details. Duh, we get it ... it, this ... is what you think. So stop penning this with every freaking paragraph. Why not? Worse is when folks want to say something without offending someone specifically, whom the writing now addresses as a separate entity. Pandering, genuflecting on and on ... spells verbose ... EB WHITE'S notification of unneeded words in a nutshell. These types of writings make me ill, sometimes TEFFY tires to skip ... but gives up faster than putting on my welding shield this morning to view the sun. So, if I can find one person who shakes that loose, and supplies something that makes sense, logically shares what works ... then the piece is moving in the right direction. BUT, only if it is accurate, and has a style ... to keep me reading. That is where the failure lies online, here and elsewhere as well. If this type, style writer wishes to beret or vent via kindergarten means, with ... gee hope you can take it, dear little, feeble, out-of-the-know, ignorant readers that we (as audience) are ... stapled throughout by portraying vivid fearfulness to show true attitude to topic. So there! Then guess what ... ??? GO LONG! You are making a fool of yourself. As you waste our time for an entire reading public. If there is a reading public offended by words ... we may often see them jump onto threads by claiming instant offense. Too bad, huh? Honestly! Thus, one may revert to sticks and stones contentions. Not one thing new is revealed during this blog write, as these are primarily common sense options overall. Most avid, prolific, serious, experienced authors eventually realize they came to writing websites or e-line publications at various places as adults. Not as young kids who need to be re-informed of things they already know, agree with or don't find of any importance whatsoever. In short, we recognize basic chaff from the grain, people. On lots of writing topics, to be sure. DAILY!!! To those who are bending over backwards pretending to assume a ballerina stance with "I don't want to offend anyone ... but ..." The thought simulated answer from this desk is ... then shut the hell up. You may or may not have something to say, so just say it already. Let me decide, if your noted offended clauses are as bad as the Iraq occupation which does offend me. Or like ... uh when countless writers aren't sure of what they are trying to advise or nitpick apart but a sidelight main concern is whom their words offend? Again, please Shut the fuck up, save yourself time and readers as well, who probably might seek realism (aka a researched truth by citation) per topic click. Gotta run, the morning sun's eating my ivy leaves, boomeranging off our, private, enclosed, courtyard. The backdrop, a gloaming vista at hand, a spontaneous issue, my cats and myself hate to miss. Yes, wrens at the wall, geese overhead, and a few fuzzy, baby bunnies in the thicket per se. Au revoir. And I don't care who my writing offends. Do you? * Unfamiliar with the term copycat writer? ... Perhaps ... leave this blog, FANDANGO World ... then go look it up. Since I aint a dictionary ... however, turn the page. |
EB WHITE WHY MISINTERPRET HIM? By Mary Moffett, Freelance Journalist Oh hello there, my pretties. Won't you take a seat? There's space in aisle five for lowly hangdog writers who insist Juvenile Lit is their only innovative, e-way-e-way, e-zee ways for we we wee writing without re-wrrrrittting. Boo hoo, boo hoo. Now, over-stipulation on misguided insistence on crazy verbatim rulings re: average points in THE ELEMENTS OF STYLE are enough already. Please. Enough. Glance at them this morning, agree with two out of 18. Not good. Not one to adhere to as worshipping any writing style manual. Sorry. Take the tauted masterpiece Elements of Style away, uh please, college prof, Sir! Too old fashioned by far. Not all wrong, although highly unsalable works may occur and boring too boot, if used like a cam corder. And guess what? ... I hate CHARLOTTE'S WEB. No it is not ... according to David Collins in TO THE POINT ... appropriate to continue with abuse of White's undying "no wasted words" clause. At Rule Eleven -- attention centers upon "active voice" // TEFF says yezzzzzzzzzz. Of "no wasted words" ... authors explore this to ME: use best vocab ... less perfect tense ... NOT TO MEAN no adverbs, adjectives ... clauses, recaps ... So, to those who hold the thing up to the light, no matter what edition ... it's online at: Bartleby.com ... where ref librarians might never lurk /// only if they feel duly bound to suggest a site ... So, okay you found a copy of THE ELEMENTS OF STYLE, d'yee? What size, color, no. of pages, publisher ... ahah ... Edition, please? Do this take each numbered rule, most antiquated, mundane topics & rip them out. Take all the pages and tear them to streamlined, mainline threads. Are you cold? Okay, burn the sucker. Word on Research Highway 285 runs that TEOS is undergoing another comeback for online PC stats. Imagine that? Rules in programs from EB WHITE. On the WEB ... my oh my. Can't wait. If you ever bump into any revver who misuses cheap guideline rhetoric ... a grammar rule freak ... then hand him/her a zerox of the ashes from how not to write advice above. The pity is this one too was shoved down student throats, dawn to dusk in classrooms where turkeys, pilgrims and pumpkin pie ignored immigration truth behind pale face colonists, then open land disappeared, Paradise Lost ... more forests ... inch by inch. The sameness in K thru 5 every Nov is like using and praising TEOS ... tardy overuse in one's only way to write ethics or worse, copycat remarks found in revs given are both tightly, selfishly quite cheap. Perfume on a pimp is cheap. Whores at least are active. We bow down, beg, plead for mercy. Word whores, that is. If there is a merciful God, pray overseer-ship from the Vatican the highest spot for prayers ... drops dependence on EOS in all good writing. Thus, for the younger leaders who write the stuff ... try this. Smart up, not dummy down. STOP with how wonderful these rules are --- is one way to fly high. AND ... almost all of us ... already know this, to be sure. And we did not never had to have almost accidentally tripped over it on Learn Ave, Improve St or little old, shut down for repairs ... with repaving in progress over ta Hone Alley. Boo!! Pooooof! Au revoir! Okay ... CUT!!! Thass a print!!! For old fashioned ... one may align with lyrics like "Jimmy cracked corn and I don't care ..." An Old Fashion: recipe ... barley? Don't hold back now. Has to be said .. known as WRITERS AT WAR!!! This writer's always on the run!!! We prefer on the lam. Okay ... from WIKIPEDIA ... your time line for Mr. White. Then his erstwhile tie to THE NEW YORKER ... uh ... excuse me ... in 1925? Oh that American Icon? However, desires from the bowls of Hades ... makes no sense. Say this one (not a real manual) ... your dream hone edition is yours today ... hone on with a double edged sword ... if you really lust for writing lousy ... please adopt all & sundry inside ... THE ELEMENTS OF STYLE. Ps ... don't tell Jan & Joanne.* Like writing website sameness, evident also in e-line writing which bills as not real writing often enough ... they* probably already sleep with their copies under fat heads. BYE BYE!!! BON VOYAGE!!! Who are Jan & Joannne @ their writing sites? Look, Fandango aint a freaking directory. Too bad, huh? Okay, I think these are my plagiarists. Were my fans, then ???? It's okay, emailed them and asked if I sold anything lately. Oddly enough, haven't heard a word since. So, I am really mad at those two, whom I never did like and who write all my things in a boring fashion. And I bet you a lean fifty cent, they think they are better than moi, write better that is and it is not sad that they are splendidly attired, happy as sheep and so damn mean. Thieves are really like that, you understand. |
From: JOY OF BLOGGING 500-Words!! by: TEFF ESCAPES! (teffom@Writing.Com) "Invalid Post" - Re: OT: "How to be A Successful Blogger" 03-03-10 @ 8:41 am EST by: TEFF ESCAPES! Commenting on the above blogging advice rendered by Joanne Vandermeulen, which Hanne Marie points out, is like pulling wool. You approach a spindle, grab the wool, weave into a skein. To me, there's not anything new about it. However, here we see confirmation for ingredients contained inside all good or great writing. Which we may use to support our own theories re: writing or blogging. The term: "Captivate readers" applies to a blog (or any form) to be truly polished, aiming for audience worthy, thrilling an audience of all ages (levels) which writers reach toward pleasing as we keep them reading start to fine. More & more these ezine links are simply aiding & abetting what we already know. When Vandermuelen sez use: questions, quotes, BOLD, write from the heart * --- she's adding info for all who like to blog without adhering to a straight norm which English Comp 101 teachers demand. Yet, in the age old lineup for great writing ... available in print & LIT (as we know) pushing any envelope's outer edge is wildly condoned, even sought. So the quantum runs --- be bold as a blogger, a novelist, an essay scripter. Nothing in LIT stays the same. With blogging (defined by many with various results) we're given a chance to revert or create new avenues. Individual style or no style, we still have blogging as an open form. The link is a good one. Very much an eye opener re: review wording. See, in order to pick up the pace and not present same-old-same old stuff (writings) researching online brings things we can reach for & try anytime we like. Of course, already a given. When Joanne goes for telling about writing without judgment calls, she's correct. If anyone desires to reach all, they must stand aside from other than the supreme editor (who is fictitious) and NEVER worry about pleasing the entire planet. If it occurs to reach kindergarten to gran ... look at the genre. Family, maybe. Yet, being specific and center on Gramps without his great-great grandkids is also easily accomplished. Any audience reached depends on topics certainly. With I-net, e-blogging arrives audience participation since they can comment. Best not fear that aspect (either feedback or comments) when creating the original is one way to fly. Now, sounding into WRITERS WAR a bit like writing convo @ "AUTHORS DISCUSSION CLUB" Sorry --- Okay, shutting up. Bye! * "Write from the ... " Teff uses over the years, PLUS!!! Sharing is the IN Thing and bloggers seem kind folks all year round. Of using "quotes" (nec in real world writing to cite sources) Joanne kinda leaves out of that particular piece. Hmm? |
Rather glad whenever someone emails from a growing list of wc-er friends & acquaintances stating their title, the spot via a specific publication announcement. Granted, a slight thrill comes my way because of their success. Generally they say FYI, you were right, it helped what you said ... re: a review critique. Myself (?) I never discuss my publication stats or possibilities. My local stuff first saw publication back in the late Seventies, with Dec 2007 being my last known brag. In fact, a trip to court yesterday yields a piece, I'm thinking about writing. I wore my sweatshirt backwards, torn jeans, ripped sneaks, and an ear-flap hat borrowed from Hotshot, who paced three separate sidewalks, one dark alley to make sure his gran was safe. We were so cold, I had to throw down for a hot lunch which cost me a bundle. Due to my dress down attire, the waitress started shouting at me ... DO YOU WANT COFFEE? HON, it's on the house?" She refused her tip. And Hotshot insisted I wipe off all my orange lipstick. He wore his suit and whipped out an ironed handkerchief. I was impressed. The diner was packed, so you take the good with the bad to catch a story sometimes. RE: a PI Detective story, I came across a tried and true step-by-step while cruising Juvenile LIT last month. This book is a valuable asset and I took a few notes at the time. Kept that book for a renewed amount of time. TITLE: GARFIELD PRESENTS BABES & BULLETS by Jim Davis. We all can probably agree Garfield has made Mr. Davis a rich gentleman, certainly. There are Garfield mugs, paraphernalia, movies .. numerous published works. With BABES & BULLETS, one may find the PI at his lopsided desk, his attractive secretary on the job. Sure, he's waiting for the cool drink of water ... a female client. The latter character needs saving from a dilemma like a damsel in distress. Then you roll the ball. Mix it up and it is the lingo you must search & conquer. Some of this goes back to the Thirties, About now, I'm a-tremble with the thrill of the search while deciphering same. My favorite line is ... "Shaddup. Or I'll stick my roscoe in your button and squirt lead," from a slang site. These are as numerous as waves cracking beaches in NC or Yarmouth. So, yes, we plan on publication in private wish mode. Do the work, send it out .... eh ... I usually wait. As I'm a patient dame, off the beaten track, out of the mainstream ... until discovering the best place to submit. Most writers sound rather gullible maybe. Seldom does one wildly send out things in email without full knowledge of horror story consequence on the writer's side of the coin. My overall goal is to set a short story in each of our fifty states here in the USA. Absent are Utah, Idaho, Michigan, Wisconsin, Montana etc. But, this 2006 goal is a bit closer. However, I do find my heart returns to old New York. |
| THE CAT and THE WHALE By Mary Moffett October, 20O1, a dear friend took me to visit his mother in Nova Scotia. This was my first trip to the New England States while prospects of Canada loomed. There we spent a fabulous nine days and all the American emigrants treat us like celebrities. Many plates of delicious lobster shared over candlit dinners in grand restaurants was to die for. The company was incredible and I came away thrilled to meet such marvelous, polite intellectuals, whose history came alive although their family history spanned centuries. Sadly, Rick's mother died in Feb. 2005, just two days after my own Daddy's death. To cheer ourselves up we made the trip again the following Autumn. So, there I am boarding, bulky as all get-out, wrapped to the gills in winter garb, down filled coat, sweaters, a knit head band. The day was clear skied but rain poured down with a vengeance. On the CAT, a trans-Atlantic cruise ship leaving Bar Harbor, Maine bound for Yarmouth there are four levels. Two below holding motor vehicles, spacious walking arenas, lounges, movie theaters, snack bars, outlook areas, all above. My favorite spot is the pointy bow of the ship on the top level. So, here I am in deep conversation with a Canadian knitting a scarf and asking me about my knit hat. This wide headband is black, bright orange with white stripes and in the center it reads FLYERS. Now Rick is a funny guy, but I never expected him to start a riot. All of a sudden he hollers, "WHALE!" Since, I did my homework, I know the Bay of Fundy hosts eight species of migrating whales. Me? I've never seen one. Do keep in mind the following tidbit. Rick, who lived in Yarmouth as a teen, has never seen a moose. It rather pisses him off and he barks about it every time we drive into Maine together. So, I've just had six hours of no moose yet, do you see a moose? Keep your eyes pealed for a moose, just one lousy moose. God where are they? --- from Rick. Now here's an actual whale. God, he'll be impossible to live with after this. I finally see him. He's got out his camera, so the situation is grave. Now, this is the final crossing of the season as the Bay of Fundy grows icy soon. There is only one way out of Nova Scotia four days hence and we booked tickets. All this makes for a packed ship. Rick rolls his eyes when he tells me how heavy The CAT has become this time out. The sea is like a chessboard of tumultuous waves. We've swallowed our sea sick pills early, so we're fine. One can stand and hold the back of a plush row seat and feel like you are on a three hour roller coaster ride. The CAT feeling rather airborne bouncing along. Well with WHALE!! --- everyone runs to leeward. And doesn't the CAT shift to the left. I almost fainted. The knitter says automatically as if she knows something, "We'll be alright." CAT personnel instantly begin to send passengers back from the windows all asplash with waves. The Captain announces to stay put. On a loud speaker he booms ... Stay seated. My gawd and there's poor Rick, pinned to the glass. Yeah, he saw the whale and I didn't. The reluctant sailing crowd settles down only after all conversation is exhausted of what kind it was, how wonderful, how many times everyone else in this huge circle of people saw a whale, verbatim etc. The CAT crew is beside themselves dispersing the chattering mob and they are looking grim. We were so scared, I almost fainted. But I held onto the seat, the knitter and her young daughter as they were holding onto me. When the ship lists it is taken for granted to grab the nearest body. Now I'm mad at Rick who is unavailable as he is being mauled by everyone like a fence post. Despite these scary crossing incidents, I'd gladly cast fate to that windy, choppy sea. For ... If I had to pick a spot to relocate it would be Yarmouth. Then I'd walk down to the docks with all the townfolk and watch the CAT arrive all season long, May to October. In a way we need simplification in our lives, bereft of all gadgets. The fast pace via online re: buy this, do this, you're only smart if you have this or can use that correctly --- is such a scam. When life itself in all it's beauty is below the stars, night or day on land or sea. |
Abbrev. prompt --- "ideal writing environment." for FEB BLOGDOWN Desk # one is my favorite spot. A dark brown veneer drop leaf table with both flaps extended to full capacity. I love & need tons of space for shorthand notes, spelling word cheat sheets and my A-Z handy spell vocab which is single spaced dating back to 1999. I wrote those words down all by myself over the years. Some lines hold a dozen words. Printed that one out in 2006. A wc bitem/ title page flip flops and is two sided, encased in clear plasitic, includes my things, open or closed stuff, group forums, groups etc. Nearby find dictionaries, two of those each weighing about seven lbs, a thesaurus of the same hefty poundage. That's my favorite. There are three sixty inch windows in my bedroom with open views of the road. I grew up on a farm on a dirt road, ever since I simply must watch traffic. Once in awhile I scream as if I am driving ... slow the hell down, buddy! You know. There are copybooks all over the place. However, I file these by color in a neat rack under this desk. Found that beauty near a dumpster behind a hardware store back in 1990. It originally held sandpaper squares. What a space saver! The cats know I'll always pop in a movie for background. I remember Steven King's advice in Steven King On Writing ... (BTW, a true must read) that he writes against a firm solid wall. I myself think that is not what he does. Flat wall facing drives me crazy. But he claims no view stats ... makes his mind go elsewhere imagination wise. Now and then, Mickey, my tabby, pushes over two cracked mugs holding pens, pencil, nail files, clothespins to gather notes, paper clips, a stapler. There's a blue trunk under the desk for my feet, this holds my miniature collection, not on shelves and inside the china cabinet behind me. The latter's three shelves strung with with white icicle lights. We turn these on every night to remind us of stars above. The glass door of this kitchen type cabinet ala 1950's really throws great mirror glare. Whitey and Mickey both loves these lights. And I love them. The webtv box is in front of my cordless keyboard, plugged into a 19" color TV set to game mode. So, we've a truly wide screen. Desk area #2 holds the PC, monitor attached, all upon a round table in the living room. I hate the PC and rarely use it. Hotshot, the grandson, wrote me a key shortcut list which is under glass. Both my desk tops carry a square piece of heavy glass with tons of things under them but primarily my label collection. I collect labels from clothes, jackets, sweaters. I must own at least three shoe boxes filled with them. Wide windowsills display colorful labels under louvere glass, grabbed off the street in 1996. Guess someone took apart a storm door. These were stacked every so neatly right on the sidewalk. I loaded them up. I'm a trashpicker. If I see it, like it or need it ... well then slight problems arise with too big or won't pack in the car easily. Now travel with bungee cords. The last thing trashed picked was two discarded pine trees** in mid Jan. Their branches are behind me in vases atop a little girl's shiny brass vanity. Found that last September. It has two glass shelves. I put doilies on these, valentines, more books slip right in there and lay flat. But I can put my hands on them quickly. Whitey wears the doilies on his shoulders and walks about for me. Then I call him Popester. Big Whitey's waiting on his pillow for me to quit wc time and snuggle under my bed lamp with a novel. We're reading one set in Sweden. I read aloud to him at the start of each chapter, then he purrs. Mickey's new nickname is Professor Leadbottom, since he's a knack for being a dedicated bedwarmer. He favors the center of the bed or my feet position. Tossing him about at night requires a crane. Boy, he can really go heavy on the legs. Well, goodnight. ** Ahh, just checked our outdoor trees. They're still snowy, next to the living room window, holding birdseeds, one bird feeder, grease, citrus peels. Keep putting out trout but the bears (if any are awake) continue ignoring us. Darn! |
Onsite at wc, or at any writing website community --- true writers enter with ... educational backgrounds, multi faceted life sequences from the school of Hard Knocks spelling knowledge we can never deny. Why should we? Daily around wc we are over-exposed to untested credentials which boast how we must learn how to write. And, hahaha, improve. To some this can be insulting or trite. It is really. This blog is rather closed as in c-l-o-s-e-d, but I am already aware of snobbery as well constant put downs from unnamed areas I care not a fiddle stick damn about. When Learn Alley, Hone Street or Improve Avenue cross Youneedreviewgame Drive ... Sure, many of us with talent quickly back away going ... say what now? At "Invalid Item" there are passages where sound apodictic common sense provides criteria for the ability to write gleaned from high school, elementary or college courses. So the term "learn how to write" is a bit of a come-on for serious authors to shy away from faster than a motorist avoiding a skunk.My background is steeped in journalism. Yes, I had those college courses, reported for three local newspapers and also ran source material for close to three years. Asked to cover a bad cop story, nobody wanted to touch, covered that in Nov. 2007. It was great, went well and (I) even dressed the part. When you go to court look like a country bumpkin then you garnish answers in a low key fashion. I wore my old lady costume, felt hat with the brim up, brown tweed coat and knee socks under a long skirt. People in the street asked me if I needed a ride. Oh, and smear the lipstick, that really says you're a tad off the beaten track on any city street. On my first blog here, which was going elsewhere also, JUNEBUGS & ELDERBERRY WINE recorded two presidential elections, anti gurj bu natch. Then the shocker when Sen McCain picked Palin in order to lose that one. I protested US occupation/ invasion and danger to men & women who did not even have proper flak jackets. For a time Dump the Rump Rumsfeld did not supply proper equipment, soldier's families did. The best of Junebugs was the propaganda piece revolving around Jessica Lynch. My pieces were quasi journalistic as research accumulated. It was hard to take these actual findings which were very sad as it held the biographies for eleven slain Americans. That turned immediately into writing about Shoshana Johnson, who did the actual shooting at the only recorded Iraq battle in Mar 2003. Fiction is tied to my soul. I have at least five novels begun. Am keeping three of those, tossing two of them. One I finished, cut my teeth on before venturing into voluntary writing here which shows no just nor concrete rewards. SOJOURN TO INVERNESS has five chapters, never on line. When MY serial: NEVER HAVE DINNER WITH A VAMPIRE started last March, I ran it up to a two parter, switched setting from PA to Maine and loved the haps. Then Part Two became: NEVER BUY A VAMPIRE LUNCH. Chapters, serials, short stories, are keen on my creative/ plot list. I deliver but am unrecognized here in contests during the last two years. So, why bother? Previously, I had about six wins onsite prior to posting a logic approach concerning what writing is not to include such as the site popularity e.g. no adverbs advice. Huh? OH BTW! I wrote 19+ short stories, not only flash fic. Which to me are not short stories by definition. Sorry. One year I won a writing contest from: Verona Publishing for ________-- and a check in the mail for $100. Yipee. I never pay entrance fees. My Poetry collection is open @
Poetry wakes me up whenever it calls === "write me." A favorite is
This prompt brings up an interesting fact. Sitting on the wheelie desk chair, talking in a manner which all can understand hurts my vocab enhancing, demeans my talent. Although I tired and tried to share here. Throwing in the towel now. People were not expecting any more. If so they can turn to the folds who insist they know how to write and carry on. "Invalid Item" has a forum, 202 members. Who really needs me? Not a damn soul.My latest pen is NEVER RISK IT ON BRISKET... underway since Jan and in research mode. I told this one in short story format as fast as I could to a silent thrilled audience gathered at a kitchen table. Everyone said write it, Mary. They actually clapped and so ... there I go ... turn the page. Oh, lastly am keen on gathering ALL MY spontaneous writing advice rendered BY ME since Oct 2004. This is being categorized by topic, cross referenced into the non fiction gem of all times: WRITERS WAR. Won't take less than $25. for a single ezine copy, of course. A work in progress. All my work in writing how to and how not to venue --- this all belongs to me. Best I put it out there before seeing it rewritten on writerbraceyourslf.book or someplace else which happened to a few of my CLUB newsletters recently as of last Nov. No fault of wc's, not done by a wc member. Yet, we do absorb the sting of truth when we post I-Net Highway. Having an audience anymore isn't worth it. It always should be about selling stories. In 2004-5, 'twas, personally from this desk. So, sure we all may wake up to strong coffee as the beat goes on. Becoming tied to must do this, just share, must blog 500 words per day, must maintain, manage groups, review, review review amounts to time lost for excellent reads, market hopping and fiction scripting. Yeah, I lost a lot of time. After I joined this site and a few others, I did keep up an ongoing educational quest thru research, my middle name for setting, but I truly regret lost time playing around for reasons which show me no gain. That is one reason that I previously favored groups. At least you narrow the field. Although, overall writing website exposure from publishers is not seen nor present by any means via e-writing. Incidentally, RE: my all inclusive writing advice, this always came with a behavioral objective splashed with wit to make the lesson stick to anyone who had a need or an acceptance of the particular topic. English is a dry subject like I said before. The separation of categorizing e-writing from regular writing is indeed a new age set back which serious authors best sidestep. Of course there are B movies, and B grade writing. There are B publishers who dabble in what passes for adult Lit when it is borderline Young Adult Fiction, useless for an entire world filled with those who crave the next best adult standard read they take to bed at night. And guess what, not eveyone reads online writing, folks. Keep in mind the open bag audience. Yes, we're out here and we read & read & read. |
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