This Is ​My Writing Process. What’s Yours?

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What’s my writing process? I’ll provide a list:

  1. I have to start writing or typing. Whether it’s a superb idea or not, I need to write to allow my thoughts to flow.
  2. I have music on at decent amount of volume when I brainstorm by writing. And I leave the music on for my first draft of anything. Absolute silence drives me nuts. However, I cannot write while watching television.
  3. I need to be alone to write. Some in-class writing projects have become a bit difficult because I need 1, 2, & 3 to concentrate. But I can write in coffee shops as long as no one is breathing on my neck about my assignment, such as when I’m in class. And as long there isn’t a crowd talking & laughing Loling.
  4. I pause to contemplate on what I have written, and this is when I begin to edit and…

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Why Do You Write?

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Hi, I was sitting thinking about the book (fiction, low fantasy) I am writing and why I wrote my recent short story, The Eye of the Cat. And I thought, why do I like writing? Usually, my answer is, “I don’t know. I just like writing.” After thinking about it a bit more, I came up with a list. So, here’s a short list of why I think I write.

  • I have a big imagination (fiction writing).
  • It’s therapeutic (journal writing).
  • It helps me clear out my many thoughts (brainstorming).
  • It helps me express deeper emotions (free verse)
  • It helps me meet new types of writers and what they like to write about (social media & blogging).

Why do you like to write poetry, fiction, nonfiction, or why do you blog etc.? Let me know in the comments below. I’m curious.

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THE lOVE TRAIL

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IMG_5757IMG_5755IMG_5758THIS IS A THREE PART STORY, I BROKE IT UP INTO THREE PARTS, LIKE ALL GOOD STORIES, IF YOU LIKE IT, PASS IT ON TO ALL YOU KNOW, I THINK IT IS IMPORTANT WE CHANGE MANY THINGS….

INTRODUCTION…..

Introduction

Part 1

The human race has fallen a long way short of the standard, to merit the positive intervention of the Divine. Some say, we have abandoned true faith in God Most High altogether, and replaced him with materialism, idol worship, and things, stuff as you call it. Faith meaning pure love, active belief, not armchair belief, but doing it. The rulers of the earth, those that currently control the fate of so many, be it through policy or the non enactment of policies that ought to be enacted, to them faith is an inconvenient truth. It’s only an opinion. But as the saying goes, you get out of the well…

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Cover Up

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She puts on her robes, dresses the traditional way, covers up. Women pass her on the street, they look at her, odd they think, who’d want to cover up. She spends five minutes preparing to go out, they spend an hour worrying about how they look, who was covering up. She doesn’t seek the admiring glances of men, she has no intention to tease. It’s odd she thinks, the way some seek the attention, when they ought to seek happiness. One day they will understand.

the child comes homes after school, the welcome is personal, his mother is waiting for him, They discuss the school, what did you learn today, no stones no anxieties, they chat about the news, he tells her what he is doing, about the school trip next week. She smiles as she watches him leave the dining room, he is heading off to see friends.

The…

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Refugee

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Hurry, pack your things, she rushes around the room, there is a window of opportunity, the boat leaves in half an hour, quick Ahmad, what about my football, I will buy you a new one, hurry, she is desperate to get out of the place, a  chance in a lifetime, hopefully, her sister is after saving her, a friend in Paris is after getting her a seat with one of the traffickers, the boat leaves Tripoli in half an hour. Passports, in the trunk, she digs around, there is so much she will have to leave behind, Ahmad looks as his mother, she is in a panic, is there something wrong, his face is covered in a frown, and despair, where are we going, she has him by the hand, you didn’t look the door, she pulls him along, what about my friends, you will have new ones, hurry, it’s…

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The fact of the matter is Joe Biden has ‘lost it’

Kehilangan Lagi

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pada kali kesekian
kehilangan itu datang
jelang petang
di samping jendela
kita sedang mempersiapkan
catatan juga bawaan
rekam medis
dawai tak lepas
saling menopang
kesiapan pemeriksaan
 
tuhan telah mencukupkan
perjalanan yang kita siapkan
seketika dihentikan
cukup sekali tarikan nafas
meski kita belum percaya
hati telah ikhlas
inilah kehendak-Nya
 
kampungmanis, sept 2020

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Kehilangan Lagi

sunarno's avatarkampungmanisku

pada kali kesekian
kehilangan itu datang
jelang petang
di samping jendela
kita sedang mempersiapkan
catatan juga bawaan
rekam medis
dawai tak lepas
saling menopang
kesiapan pemeriksaan
 
tuhan telah mencukupkan
perjalanan yang kita siapkan
seketika dihentikan
cukup sekali tarikan nafas
meski kita belum percaya
hati telah ikhlas
inilah kehendak-Nya
 
kampungmanis, sept 2020

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Sisa Kenangan

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pada magrib
kita berlarian
meninggalkan permainan
berebut air pancuran
sebelum sembahyang
 
melingkar di beranda
dekat bedung juga kentongan
satu per satu bergantian
menderaskan satu halaman
atau setengah halaman
penerangan yang seadanya
goyang tertimpa angin
 
tinggal membayang
di sisa kenangan
merunut pada kerinduan

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Sisa Kenangan

sunarno's avatarkampungmanisku

pada magrib
kita berlarian
meninggalkan permainan
berebut air pancuran
sebelum sembahyang
 
melingkar di beranda
dekat bedung juga kentongan
satu per satu bergantian
menderaskan satu halaman
atau setengah halaman
penerangan yang seadanya
goyang tertimpa angin
 
tinggal membayang
di sisa kenangan
merunut pada kerinduan

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