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Noticing Newbies: October 29, 2014 Issue [#6632]

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1. About this Newsletter
2. A Word from our Sponsor
3. Letter from the Editor
4. Editor's Picks
5. A Word from Writing.Com
6. Ask & Answer
7. Removal instructions

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Letter from the editor

These lists were the provocations, finally, that caused my better stuff to surface. I was feeling my way toward something honest, hidden under the trapdoor on the top of my skull. - Ray Bradbury

There is a creative technique usually referred to as "word association". It's used by writing teachers in lessons to spark creativity. Have you ever tried it? There are many pluses to this technique since it literally can be done almost anywhere. You just pull out a paper and pencil and start writing. Sounds simple, right? That's because it is. Your brain is always cycling through information, even when you don't realize it. Whatever topic is on your mind cycles through it in not just concrete imagery but also reflected in emotions, plans, socially oriented thoughts etc. and they move across your brain in patterns. Neuroscience students at Princeton are making strides with experiments using MRI's that reflect patterns connecting our brain's semantic threads when shown images. The research allows researchers to actually predict what words the subjects would think of next in relation to each subject. Cool, huh?

In "Zen in the Art of Writing", one of nine essential books on reading and writing according to BrainPickings.org, Ray Bradbury shares his unusual manner of creative exploration that began in his early twenties:

“It was with great relief, then, that in my early twenties I floundered into a word-association process in which I simply got out of bed each morning, walked to my desk, and put down any word or series of words that happened along in my head. I would then take arms against the word, or for it, and bring on an assortment of characters to weigh the word and show me its meaning in my own life. An hour or two hours later, to my amazement, a new story would be finished and done. The surprise was total and lovely. I soon found that I would have to work this way for the rest of my life.”

His lists ran something like this:


Later, Bradbury described his process in more literary terms explaining that the intuitive mind is what creates great writing. However, it's pattern-recognition in the brain that actually fuels your creativity.

"I was beginning to see a pattern in the list, in these words that I had simply flung forth on paper, trusting my subconscious to give bread, as it were, to the birds. Glancing over the list, I discovered my old love and fright having to do with circuses and carnivals. This morphed into Something Wicked This Way Comes."

So he continued making these somewhat random lists, inspiring word associations connecting the rational mind to those more scattered areas of the brain full of “useless knowledge”:


Will it work for you? I don't know, but it certainly worked for Mr. Bradbury. His career spanned over seventy years. He was a prolific author that penned close to fifty books as well as many other short stories, poems, operas, essays, plays, teleplays, and screenplays. Ray Bradbury is known as one of the most celebrated writers of our time. He wrote the screenplay for John Huston's classic film adaptation of Moby Dick, and was even nominated for an Academy Award. He adapted a whopping sixty-five of his stories for his television show "The Ray Bradbury Theater", and won an Emmy for his teleplay of The Halloween Tree. Some of his most noted works include Fahrenheit 451, The Martian Chronicles, and Something Wicked This Way Comes. He was a recipient of the 2000 National Book Foundation Medal for Distinguished Contribution to American Letters, the 2004 National Medal of Arts, and the 2007 Pulitzer Prize Special Citation. Mr. Bradbury died on June 5, 2012, at the age of 91 after a long illness.

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         This month's links are fun, quirky in-and-out's from member's of our community.

*StarR* "Three Word Mayhem!"   by Jay (*still* away for a while)
         Mayhem is afoot! [Your three words must connect to the last three words on the list]

*StarP* "Poetic Insanity"   by deemac
         Complete the previous line and enter part of a new line of poetry.

*StarV* "Invalid Item"   by A Guest Visitor
         Help tell a story, 5 words at a time. "It's kind of like a campfire, only faster."

*StarO* "Invalid Item"   by A Guest Visitor
         Share "3 Words" that inspire, encourage, or shed some light on your mind-set today

*Starg* "What's Last is First"   by CactuarJoe
         Use the last word of the previous sentence to start the next sentence!

Editor's Picks

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by A Guest Visitor

It was 7:23 on a cold December night. The musty air filled the boisterous room as ballerinas of all ages ran back and forth, preparing for the upcoming show. A wide array of colors spanned across the room, giving it the illusion of a bright candy shop. The tin soldiers were standing in a corner dressed in vivid red uniforms while the candy cane dancers gathered by the door. The mouse king was rehearsing a dance by the mirror and the sugar plum fairy was warming up at the bar. A small girl with chocolate brown hair and deep green eyes was sitting in another corner, mentally reviewing her dance steps. This was Emily Rose.


 Liquid Sugar  [13+]
The account of a life-changing, yet casual meeting between two very different brothers.
by CCD

Jamie was dressed like a model from one of those classy vodka commercials. As Clyde swung his lean legs out of the car door, Jamie strode outside to greet him. The two embraced just as brothers do. Jamie attempted to conceal his innate joy, but Clyde's wide grin permitted reciprocation.

Sarah emerged from the car after Clyde. "Sarah, how are you?" said Jamie.

"Not too bad, Jamie. How's life as a single man?"

"Nothing feels better."

Sarah looked down as if to disagree. Jamie looked past her and into the back seat. "Oh my goodness," he exclaimed, "is this the newest member of the Jennings clan?"

"Yep," replied Sarah, "Rachael."

"She's great isn't she?" Clyde asked.

Jamie neared the window and peered in.

"Sure is. Three kids is a lot to handle, Clyde."

"The beauty of having children far outweighs the costs, Jamie," Sarah interjected. Jamie took a step back and casually placed his hands in his pockets.


 End of Time  [E]
Mishius stood there in disbelief as she saw what was about to happen in Sector 23658.
by Mike Weiland

Mishius looked at the star cluster in front of her and sighed. It was beautiful as it floated there an arms length away, bright glowing knots of stars pulsing with life, red, blue and bright yellow pinpoints throughout. When she first started this post 6 years ago she was awed and fascinated by the beauty and complexity before her. When did it all become so ordinary she wondered.

Mishius was a Denarian, young and ambitious, three meters tall, slender and beautiful, her copper skintight uniform highlighting her curves, her copper eyes and her soft blue skin.

She reached out with both hands into the star cluster and spread them apart, the stars in the cluster flying apart as the room filled with the now expanded star cluster. She looked left and right at thousands of stars tapping in the air in front of her bringing up data for each anomaly displayed, checking and cataloging them.


Hate Me  [13+]
My first ever story. A teenager desperately try to convince himself that his Mom hates him
by leodaruler

He stomped towards his room, his safe haven in that house which was more like a detention center. Why she even cares? I wish I had no Mom. were thoughts flashing in his mind among others which were more sinister. Struggling with his backpack he walked hurriedly but paused for a heart beat and turned to look at her fiercely making it unmistakably obvious how much he despised her.


 Become the Giant  [E]
This poem I wrote about becoming more than what you are spiritually.
by mnicorata

The candle burns brightly at night
Tonight during day we can settle
Until all who comes to shelter in us
We can compare, contrast, never meddle


 The Train Home  [13+]
Trying to get through my writer's block with a short story, loosely based on real life.
by Ali Stone

Karina fumbled furiously for her keys, her bag was a horrid mess. A boiling pot of old notes, some useless papers, crude poems and stories, candy wrappers and a lot of other things she just couldn't bring herself to throw away, a lot of them useless really. A soft drop of rain landed on her forehead as she felt the smooth rectangular card at the bottom of the mess. She hurried into the station.


 The Edge of Space - chapter 1  [E]
Arriving at the edge of known space, the adventure begins for Captain Mack Rainer.
by Mike Weiland

"Captain! Captain! We have arrived at the Regalis system," echoed a piercing feminine voice from somewhere in the room as the lights brightened revealing the clutter of last night’s activity.

"Stop, Damn it! Turn those lights back down," I grumbled as I stumbled out of my rack hitting the deck with a thud, and hazily headed for the portal.

"As you wish Captain," came a resigned reply, and the room went black.
I promptly banged my shin into something hard and sharp and tumbled to the floor striking my head on something even sharper. I lay sprawled on the floor in the dark, my shin in pain, and my head now throbbing in double-time. The growing knot on my forehead pounding almost as fast as the pulsating throbs from the Seigen randy I drank last night.


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by A Guest Visitor

Alone, hardly noticed by most far below,
falling each drop its own way.
As peddles to rose, each placed where it’s needed
making whole and complete the display.

Rain comes to lift me once again,
I’ve been down so many years.
Desperately needed by we who have waited,
held by dry earth, arrested here.


Trick or Treat  [13+]
A old man who shuns Hallowe'en gets an unexpected visit.
by Andy~hating university

It was All Hallow’s Eve and the children were out in full force. The little ones were running from door to door yelling ‘Trick or Treat?’, and the occupants were handing out enough candy to keep any child on a sugar high until Valentine’s.

There was one lone Trick-or-Treater wandering around. This one was perhaps four feet tall, had emerald green eyes, and was completely bald. The oddest thing about this loner was that he did not appear to be wearing a costume.

Two children of perhaps nine years of age walked past him and he heard them bemoaning the person they had just called on. Each was dressed as a princess, one was wearing green and the other yellow.

“I told you not to bother knocking on his door, Nancy,” said the princess in green.

“I know, Mandy,” said the princess in yellow. “I just thought he might have changed.”


 Holly and Molly  [13+]
Holly is a normal five year old girl, till she moves to a house haunted by a little girl.
by Laura Nia

Holly is the average five year old. Red-headed, sweet, ball of energy. She never stopped, literally running everywhere. Her parents Mr. And Mrs. Robbin had quite the time keeping up with her. There was a day when Holly wanted to go to the park but her mother refused. Holly, in a fit of anger, opened the front door and stormed out. Her mother left the stove on and called her husband to help chase her. In all the commotion, Mrs. Robbin didn't notice she had left her oven mitt on the stove. It quickly caught fire. By the time they got home, the fire department had arrived and put out most of the fire. There was, unfortunately only so much they could save. Most of it was lost to the fire. They stayed with family for two weeks and Mr and Mrs. Robbin decided to move all together. The house wasn't the classic haunted house. It had the look but not the color. It was painted two shades of beige and had orange windowsills. Holly didn't like it too much. She felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.


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Ask & Answer

I received some wonderful feedback to my last newsletter [#6575] "Where did NaNoWriMo come from? and I'm proud to share it with you.

From Alannes Brazunov with "Invalid Item

I'm not sure if I'm much of a newbie anymore, but I feel like one! I hope this amuses :).

Thanks for writing in *Smile*

From BIG BAD WOLF 34 on June 3 with "Short Stories and poems

Important piece of advice - Have Fun.

That's very important. *Smile*

From Jeff
Loved this informative newsletter about the history of NaNoWriMo. I can only wonder what Baty and his friends think of their little activity now that it's not so little! *Laugh* Your suggestions for how to tackle NaNo were also great and, of course, thank you for featuring the "NaNoWriMo Write-A-Thon in your issue this week! *Bigsmile*

Thanks Jeff and you're quite welcome. It's an awesome event. *Thumbsupl*

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Thank you for the set goals in this particular newsletter. I'm generally terrible at setting certain goals with writing. Generally I'll just say I'm going to write today, or tomorrow but won't have anything in mind. (which usually gets me into trouble). I like the set list, perhaps now I can accomplish a little more. *Smile*

I'm so glad you found the editorial helpful. Thanks for writing in and letting me know. *Smile*

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