Nadia Elliot is twenty-two and alone in Paris. Fate throws her for a loop with a chance encounter with...
My name is Skylla Noir, (or at least my pen name is). Call me Sky. I love to write. I have always had ideas and stories turning in my head. Over half of it will never make it out. Only a few scenes written on paper, and that makes me despair. But my characters are living and if they die too fast then they can't be expressed through paper. My story develops with a person or a scene and they are built organically into a setting. Into a friendship... into a reality. Why do I write? To stay sane. ~*Quotes that inspire my writing: *~ “When I use a word,’ Humpty Dumpty said in rather a scornful tone, ‘it means just what I choose it to mean — neither more nor less.’ ’The question is,’ said Alice, ‘whether you can make words mean so many different things.’ 'The question is,’ said Humpty Dumpty, ‘which is to be master — that’s all.” ~ Lewis Carroll: Through The Looking Glass “While to write adverbs is human, to write ‘he said’ or ‘she said’ is divine.” ~Stephen King "Lie. Put down on paper the most interesting lies you can imagine . . . and then make them plausible. " ~ Chris Bohjalian "Be courageous and try to write in ways that scare you a little." ~ Holly Gerth "Dialogue is not just a quotation. It's grimaces, pauses, adjustments of blouse buttons, doodles on a napkin, and crossing of legs." ~Jerome Stern “So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he is exhausted. Don’t use very sad, use morose. Language was invented for one reason, boys - to woo women - and, in that endeavor, laziness will not do...” ― N.H. Kleinbaum, Dead Poets Society ~*Tips*~ Hemmingway's Writing tips: http://www.copyblogger.com/ernest-hemingway-top-5-tips-for-writing-well/ Stephen Kings Writing Tips http://www.barnesandnoble.com/blog/stephen-kings-top-20-rules-for-writers/
Location:Underland (aka Wonderland)
Joined:3 years ago
Description: He sat up and again rested his head in her neck, pulling her into a gentle hug, “A man could get used to waking up like this.” Avery didn’t move. She could already feel Draken poking into her thigh. He stroked her hair a chuckled, “Silent ag...
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