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Hook, Line, and Sinker: How to Start Your StoryHook, Line, and Sinker: How to Start Your Story
You have the story idea, a brief outline (or not), and enough motivation and/or preparation to place your fingers on the keyboard and think, Let's begin. But how does one, in fact, begin a story? How do you select the perfect scene to situate your reader without putting him to sleep? It's easy to become overwhelmed by the sea of possible beginnings before having typed a single word. This article provides a list of different ways to begin a story, long or short, pointing out their respective advantages and disadvantages. The right beginning can give you just the push you need to send you flying into the world of your characters.
A prologue is a scene or chapter that pertains to the story without featuring your protagonist at the present time. It might show your hero as a child; it might show your antagonist plotting to take over the world; it might show a
No One Cares About Your StoryGOOD NEWS: This is perfectly normal!
I can't remember the source, but a few years ago I read this famous author's account of how it felt to have his first book come out, and he mentioned buying a copy himself because he was afraid no one would take an interest. Now this is a guy who managed to get not only an agency but a publisher (which is a whole pile of people who were like yesplz), and he's still afraid readers won't care. I was like, 'whoa mind blown.'
But anyway, the fact is that we are all strangers on the Internet and, by default, there is no reason for you to read my stuff or vice-versa. If you went and stood in Times Square with copies of your latest story, how many people would give you more than a passing glance? And how many of those people would get to the end of your work, and how many of those would offer critical feedback?
And, if you were one of the passersby, whom would you stop for?
Okay, I'm done scaring the shi
A Naughty Visit (Sebastian Michaelis x Reader)(This was a random dream I had before and um, yeah. It's kinda...smutty. So yeah. I made it into a Reader x Sebastian Michaelis kind of fic. )
[Your name]'s POV
It was a normal evening for me. Sitting in my room, in front of my laptop, chocolate in hand. Well, it's more of a daily routine now until I heard a knock at the door. Rather, the bell rang at the gate.
I went out my room a bit annoyed for this person just broke my daily routine.
I was surprised to see Sebastian there in his butler outfit still handsome as ever. I let him in and told him to sit down.
"What seems to be the problem, Sebastian?" I asked. "Bocchan asked me to give you these." he said while taking out two envelopes from his coat. I took the envelopes and read the letters inside. They were invitations. I stood up, to put the envelopes on a near table. "Ah, I'll just grab a drink if you don't mind."
I was in the kitchen, happily drinking my glass of water. Man, one was an invitation on a mission and another was for a
Jeff the KillerXReader pt.1
okay so this is my first fanfic so don't be too harsh on me. but either way, I hope you like it.
(f/c) favorite color, (y/n) your name, (h/l) hair length ,(h/c) hair color
It was a normal day for you but you couldn't shake this feeling that you were getting watched but you shake it off because you knew your overprotective dad would freak out about it. So right after you did you took a shower, you put on a white tank top,(f/c) sleeveless hoodie, headphones, light blue ripped-up jeans, and black and(f/c) converse. You had your (h/l), (h/c) down and straight but messy so your dad won't freak out ;to think you don't do it for a boy. Right after you ate breakfast, you skateboard to school before you got tackled by your best friend, Isaiah. He was like a brother to you and had mostly everything in common with him, but you dad thinks he's the 'bad influence'. Isaiah screamed right in your ear
The Top Reasons for Manuscript RejectionOne of the things that the literary agency I work for does some weekends out of the year is teach seminars on query writing and the first 5 pages of manuscripts (which, basically just means the first page of the manuscript). The seminars last only a day or two, but aim to help writers improve their queries and start of their books so that they have a better chance of standing out in the ever-growing slush pile. Since I know many members of the literature community here aim to one day be published writers, I thought I would share our sheet of the top reasons for manuscript rejections. Please note: These are in no particular order.
Wrong genre Agents have guidelines for specific genres that they like to represent. Just like you and me, they have certain genres they love and certain genres they don't. Sometimes, it's not because of personal preference, but because they don't know the market for some books as well as other agents who are very passionate about
Jeff the Killer X Reader pt.3
I snuck in (y/n)'s room while she was sleeping and look like an angel from heaven. Her (h/l),(h/c) was shining and blocking some of her face so I moved it. When I did (y/n) look like she wanted to wake up but she didn't. I quietly opened the door and tip-toed down the stairs and I see Isaiah sleeping on couch with his neck all ready for me to cut through until I feel bone to blade. I was a feet away from slicing his throat but then I heard a door open so I knew it was (y/n). she opened the door but only went to use the restroom. So when used the restroom, I was right in front of Isaiah and I heard waking up. when he opened his eyes, I saw the fear in eyes and was about to scream for (y/n) but I covered his mouth before he said anything or something. I went to his ear and whispered
"I don't like you. but you look awfully tired, I'll help you GO-TO-SLEEP!!!!"
he was shaking in fear when I laid the blade on his th
My little angels (Nordics x Mama Reader)
Okay I never saw any of these things with the Nordics so I thought I make one.
You were just about to be done with the dishes until your phone rang,reading the caller's name.You finish quickly to answer and was surprised the caller was Prussia aka Gilbert.'Didn't his phone break last week' you thought. "He-YO ____ whatcha doing?" a loud prussian ask, "Was about to go to bed before you killed my ears.." you reply sarcastically "äiti..." you turn towards the small voice to see the rest of the 'Nordic five' staring at you were big round eyes (minus Sweden and Norway).
"äiti, we can't sleep,can you sing us your special song?" you smile at the name 'special' seeing how the song was what your mother use too sing.You chuckled before putting the phone down and shooing the boys up the stairs.
"Vem var det mamma?" Berwald asks as he eyes the phone, you laugh at how protective he was of you
Innovation for WritersThere have always been a lot of writers on deviantART begging for more recognition. It's understandable that literature is given a lower priority: as I'm writing this, there are 3,280 "Writers" online, which compared to the 10,671 "Artists" is a relatively small community. So all of us writers whine about how we never get "the attention that we deserve." There are plenty of stamps declaring, "Writers are artists too!" and all that sort of thing. But we never really get anywhere.
Well let's get serious, people.
deviantART easily has the most impressive coding I've ever seen. And the latest updates of the message centre, notes and v7 were stunning. So much is possible; it's time to give writers the edge.
When deviantART's Portfolio feature was released, it stated:
"Some people ask if Portfolio supports Literature, Film or Flash Animations. Unfortunately these formats are not yet supported, but we are working hard to make sure to support these media in the future with presentation formats
Secrets (Cheating!Levi x Reader) Part two
It had been three months since Levi had busied himself with meeting Petra and Hanji. At first it had been just slipping away after meetings, or getting together in the office. But now it was more frequent, much so that you hardly saw him during the nighttime anymore. Levi would insist that he had to work overtime, and you wanted to believe him, you really did. But something inside of you told you it was a lie. Nothingless, you stayed by his side and loved him more than anybody else in the world could.
The day was December 19th, it was a chilly