phraseup* - find the right words: "phraseup* assists you with writing by finding and filling-in the words you can't remember
Sentence: enter your half-baked sentence here, using * to indicate the missing parts
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Sunday, May 29, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Rumjhum’s Ruminations – Minimalism Thy Name is Benjamin C Krause « Flash Fiction Chronicles
Rumjhum’s Ruminations – Minimalism Thy Name is Benjamin C Krause « Flash Fiction Chronicles: "Benjamin C Krause:Passion has nothing to do with it. I’m a perfectionist, and it’s easier to get 5 words exactly right and in the right order than 5,000. Similarly, when editing, it’s easier to make sure 20 words are exactly right and in the right order than 2,000.
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Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
Site Updates for the Week of 5/9 « Flash Fiction Chronicles
Site Updates for the Week of 5/9 « Flash Fiction Chronicles: "- Sent using Google Toolbar"
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Things I Do That Make Me Write Badly or Not At All « Flash Fiction Chronicles
Things I Do That Make Me Write Badly or Not At All « Flash Fiction Chronicles:
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Posted by Gay Degani
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Monday, May 9, 2011
Internet Anagram Server : Animated Gifs
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Friday, May 6, 2011
Poem. A Job Well Done
A Job Well Done
The snarling trucks
enter the muddy lot
a few minutes apart.
The snarling trucks
enter the muddy lot
a few minutes apart.
Radios playing.
Trucks with rifle racks, pipe racks,
racks of blinding lights.
Watching the tradesmen build
the new house behind the park,
I marveled at how fast they moved
when the sun had not yet risen.
Lifting heavy timbers, large panels,
and swing cold iron in the morning mist.
They wore ball caps, helmets.
and heavy vests.
Poked wads of chew between
teeth and lip.
One fellow held a Dixie cup to his mouth as if to drink,
spitting a stream of brown slurry into the cup.
He donned his overalls and made jokes with the other men
about his hard night
and hard girlfriend.
All the carpenters girded and strapped like warriors.
A claw hammer, nail gun, razor knife, wide belts,
hooks, buckles, pencils, and loops -
a pocket for cell phone. a pouch for nails.
I saw bright yellow tapes, blue chalk,
armored knees, and steel-toed boots.
Men scrambled up metal ladders
bowing from their weight
skipped across the edge of planks, high in the air.
Motors buzzed, air hissed, blades whirled,
Watching the tradesmen build
the new house behind the park,
I marveled at how fast they moved
when the sun had not yet risen.
Lifting heavy timbers, large panels,
and swing cold iron in the morning mist.
They wore ball caps, helmets.
and heavy vests.
Poked wads of chew between
teeth and lip.
One fellow held a Dixie cup to his mouth as if to drink,
spitting a stream of brown slurry into the cup.
He donned his overalls and made jokes with the other men
about his hard night
and hard girlfriend.
All the carpenters girded and strapped like warriors.
A claw hammer, nail gun, razor knife, wide belts,
hooks, buckles, pencils, and loops -
a pocket for cell phone. a pouch for nails.
I saw bright yellow tapes, blue chalk,
armored knees, and steel-toed boots.
Men scrambled up metal ladders
bowing from their weight
skipped across the edge of planks, high in the air.
Motors buzzed, air hissed, blades whirled,
I still had sleep in my eyes.
I could smell fresh fir, pine and cedar,
compressor oil and tar paper.
An artist snapped a blue chalk line.
A puff of blue dust went into the air.
Another used the spirit level and
telling bubble
to plumb a post.
Thwack, thwack, thwack.
Men shot staples into the roof.
I could smell fresh fir, pine and cedar,
compressor oil and tar paper.
An artist snapped a blue chalk line.
A puff of blue dust went into the air.
Another used the spirit level and
telling bubble
to plumb a post.
Thwack, thwack, thwack.
Men shot staples into the roof.
They now owned a better view
of a ball of fire
rising over the leafless trees,
casting a hard, white, light onto the
buildings and trucks.
A few boasted a view
of forming rainbow
or the young couple across the way,
sitting at their kitchen table,
the first breakfast
in their new home.
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of a ball of fire
rising over the leafless trees,
casting a hard, white, light onto the
buildings and trucks.
A few boasted a view
of forming rainbow
or the young couple across the way,
sitting at their kitchen table,
the first breakfast
in their new home.
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Rev. 6-20100
Rev. 6-20100
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Rules of comedy improv and acting | Pan Theater
This might be useful to comedy writers, too.
Rules of comedy improv and acting | Pan Theater: "The rules of improv comedy and improv theater. This is a guide to basic improvisational theater techniques and methods. Be sure to also see our Rules of Improv Part II.
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Rules of comedy improv and acting | Pan Theater: "The rules of improv comedy and improv theater. This is a guide to basic improvisational theater techniques and methods. Be sure to also see our Rules of Improv Part II.
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Writing Guide: Audience
Writing Guide: Audience: "Writing Guide: Audience
When we talk to someone face-to-face, we know just who we are talking to. We automatically adjust our speech to be sure we are communicating our message. Many writers don't make those same adjustments when they write to different audiences, usually because they don't take the time to think about who will be reading what they write. To be sure that we communicate clearly in writing, we need to adjust our message--how we say to and what information we include--by recognizing that different readers can best understand different messages.
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When we talk to someone face-to-face, we know just who we are talking to. We automatically adjust our speech to be sure we are communicating our message. Many writers don't make those same adjustments when they write to different audiences, usually because they don't take the time to think about who will be reading what they write. To be sure that we communicate clearly in writing, we need to adjust our message--how we say to and what information we include--by recognizing that different readers can best understand different messages.
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Tuesday, May 3, 2011
What words do you use??
- Gender: In general, women tend to use more pronouns and references to other people. Men are more likely to use articles, prepositions and big words.
- Age: As people get older, they typically refer to themselves less, use more positive-emotion words and fewer negative-emotion words, and use more future-tense verbs and fewer past-tense verbs.
- Honesty: When telling the truth, people are more likely to use first-person singular pronouns such as “I.” They also use exclusive words such as “except” and “but.” These words may indicate that a person is making a distinction between what they did do and what they did not do—liars often do not deal well with such complex constructions.
- Depression and suicide risk: Public figures and published poets use more first-person singular pronouns when they are depressed or suicidal, possibly indicating excessive self-absorption and social isolation.
- Reaction to trauma: In the days and weeks after a cultural upheaval, people use “I” less and “we” more, suggesting a social bonding effect.
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