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Writing Tips Worth More Than A Four Year Degree
Education past high school is ridiculously expensive and even with the scholarships I earned due to high test scores and being a first-generation college graduate - I am still paying for the classes I took almost 10 years ago.
By Elise L. Blake2 years ago in Writers
Pakistan's 2024 Elections: A Crossroads Amidst Crisis
The polling time has ended in the general elections across the country, the doors of all the polling stations were closed at the appointed time at five o'clock while the voters inside the polling station were allowed to cast their votes. The Election Commission had announced that the voting No proposal for extension is under consideration, voting time is 5 pmIt has been maintained till 10 pm.
By NewsWithCh 2 years ago in Writers
3 Novel Editing Tips I Learned Today That You Need To Know
Revision and editing can be overwhelming. Unfortunately, it's an essential part of writing. Sure you can pass over your unedited work to a professional, but the arm and five legs that is going to cost you can be lessened by giving your work a round (or two) of edits yourself before handing it over to an editor who will be much more enthused with the red pen than you were.
By Elise L. Blake2 years ago in Writers
Phoenix Rising: Maya's Inspiring Transformation
Maya's cycle began in a previously remarkable neighborhood where burden and desperation entered the air she free. Brought by her grandma up in the midst of the reverberations of setback and yearning, Maya figured out an alright procedure for checking out at life's lopsided scene with a power that bended her delicate years. Notwithstanding her family had cleared out this world rapidly, their memory held up inside Maya's heart, a straightening out light in the midst of the lack of definition that took the necessary steps to overwhelm her.
By Kyrol Mojikal2 years ago in Writers
I Was Robbed In Tower City. Content Warning.
I was robbed yesterday morning at 5:00 am on the dote apparently in the investigation Detective Don has done. I was craving a banana nut muffin, and coca cola. When I think about a government section Social Worker job something I am degree seeking my thoughts are naive. I dreaded writing this article because it feels like I am exposing feelings I don't know if I'm ready to share. I wish I could forget this I really do. I thought by speaking to my mother in-law it would help me feel not so victimized it was opposite. Something else to deal with in therapy I should share the city of Cleveland for my emotional scars. But what would that do? I thought I wanted justice. But what would that do? I want my life back I want to not feel like a victim. I want to stop feeling like shit.
By Emily Radford(Rising Phoenix)2 years ago in Writers
Proud ViM,'Top Notes'
Alright so we’re a day early with this week’s, ‘Top Notes’…Let us explain…briefly. We’re excited! We have our shiny new profile and weez not afraid to use it! It really is that simple, ordinarily, we’ll publish our wonderful discoveries on a Thursday, but just give us this one, hey? We’re a tad bouncy right now...in case you hadn’t noticed!
By River and Celia in Underland 2 years ago in Writers
5 Questions Writers Ask Themselves When They Want To Quit. Top Story - February 2024.
In every writer's journey comes the moment when the doubt creeps in and the desire to quit becomes stronger than the words of our supporters telling us to hang in there a little bit longer. We start asking ourselves questions about not only our writing but ourselves.
By Elise L. Blake2 years ago in Writers
In the lost stance of life. Top Story - February 2024.
In the lost stance of life Nothingness is the land where my thoughts belong a little too often. The art of wandering in the lost ocean of opportunities while creating the dreams I want to stride upon is the skill I have mastered in the ride of life. Stirred by the beacon of hope in the cup of blossoming hot coffee, I decided to write a tale of victory over defeat, a tale of joy triumphing over the sadness and atrocity of darkness. But as I walk upon this journey called life, the menace of time plonks and plunges me into the blindsided trance of nothingness. Our dreams are often shunned by externality as we are deemed delusional in uproars. Often it becomes our fuel as we turn the bitterness of words into the ounces of grit and determination that propel us forward.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Writers
