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Literary Devices

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katiealves:

Tangled!

GAH! I love this movie! So I decided to do the lantern scene! So there’s the castle in the background, the shiny lanterns and the boat with Flynn and Rapunzel holding their lanterns.

Learn to write by doing it. Read widely and wisely. Increase your word power. Find your own individual voice though practicing constantly. Go through the world with your eyes and ears open and learn to express that experience in words.

P.D. James (via ilovereadingandwriting)

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Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time? My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.

Jonathan Safran Foer (via saddest-summer)

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An artist must be a reactionary. He has to stand out against the tenor of the age and not go flopping along; he must offer some little opposition. Even the great Victorian artists were all anti-Victorian, despite the pressure to conform.

Evelyn Waugh, author of Brideshead Revisited

When I am working on a book or a story I write every morning as soon after first light as possible. There is no one to disturb you and it is cool or cold and you come to your work and warm as you write. You read what you have written and, as you always stop when you know what is going to happen next, you go on from there. You write until you come to a place where you still have your juice and know what will happen next and you stop and try to live through until the next day when you hit it again. You have started at six in the morning, say, and may go on until noon or be through before that. When you stop you are as empty, and at the same time never empty but filling, as when you have made love to someone you love. Nothing can hurt you, nothing can happen, nothing means anything until the next day when you do it again. It is the wait until the next day that is hard to get through.

Ernest Hemingway (via doubledaybooks)

Hit ten days in a row yesterday and got the Flamingo badge! Next up is the thirty days in a row Albatross. I also signed up for the November challenge:

If I succeed I will treat myself to any book I want.

If I fail I will donate twenty dollars to 750words.com

Wish me luck…don’t want to end up on the wall of shame.