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Quote of the Week via ~ May 31st, 2013


“Everybody wants to feel that you’re writing to a certain demographic because that’s good business, but I’ve never done that … I tried to write stories that would interest me. I’d say, what would I like to read?… I don’t think you can do your best work if you’re writing for somebody else, because you never know what that somebody else really thinks or wants.”

Stan Lee

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Wednesday Wallpaper ~ May 29th, 2013 via

Patchett Wallpaper

“Writing is a job, a talent, but it’s also the place
to go in your head. It is the imaginary friend
you drink your tea with in the afternoon.”

~Ann Patchett

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Weekly Writing Spark~May 27th, 2013 || via

“Nurture your minds with great thoughts. To believe in the heroic makes heroes.”

~Benjamin Disraeli

Most of us have heroes, those who give something of themselves to make the world a better place. Whether it’s their time, safety, security or kindness, heroes make sacrifices to help those in need.  Who is a hero for you?  Is it a parent, family member, a friend, a stranger or a person who never fails to inspire you?

Reflect and write.

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Weekly Writing Spark~May 20th, 2013 || via

“We must be willing to get rid of the life we’ve planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us. The old skin has to be shed before the new one can come. ” 

~Joseph Campbell

What happens when your favourite character’s story completely changes? Does their perfect life begin to unravel or do their problems magically disappear? What do these changes do to their personalities, do they merely survive or thrive?

Get creative and have fun.

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Quote of the Week via ~ May 17th, 2013


“Anyone moderately familiar with the rigors of composition will not need to be told the story in detail; how he wrote and it seemed good; read and it seemed vile; corrected and tore up; cut out; put in; was in ecstasy; in despair; had his good nights and bad mornings; snatched at ideas and lost them; saw his book plain before him and it vanished; acted people’s parts as he ate; mouthed them as he walked; now cried; now laughed; vacillated between this style and that; now preferred the heroic and pompous; next the plain and simple; now the vales of Tempe; then the fields of Kent or Cornwall; and could not decide whether he was the divinest genius or the greatest fool in the world.” 

~ Virginia Woolf