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Creative Writing essays should NOT be done the night before
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I need to write a short story thang and a poem for tommorow morning, so far i have rough ideas of how to do both of them, but i need to make them, y'know, 'good'
Does anyone fancy letting me 'borrow' some creativity, or failing that, some LSD so i can write something and call it 'Surrealist Art' or something?
Does anyone fancy letting me 'borrow' some creativity, or failing that, some LSD so i can write something and call it 'Surrealist Art' or something?
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She'd be able to help you out. Always a bugger when the useful people are never online at the right times, eh?
Because I'm sure you won't have tried that already...
thats the only style i can write in
Which Becky?
1983 Becky.
I'm usually able to think a lot better at like 4am. Although there's no pressure on me to do so, so it might not help you get work done.
God, I sounded like J there :eek2:
you could do a search and find that old thread in which everyone wrote one line and made up a story, hows that for original?
it'd set a new record for plagiarism but hey, it might be worth it
After a brief check to see if Sunbeam was still asleep, T-Lo made her way down to the near-by lake. Stumbling across the cobbles and almost scuffing her Nike Jordans, she found the rest of the group meditating around some candles. She noticed one candle was perched on top of a near by post, which also bore the sign ‘Welcome to Bright-days Holiday Site, Reading’s number ONE camping destination”. Just under the sign, and with another, slightly smaller candle hanging off the end of it, the word ‘TOILET’ was written in bold, black letters. Tiger-Lily shuddered. The more ‘enlightened’ members of the group, like her god-mother Buttercup, preferred to go ‘naturally’ than use public toilets, and T-Lo grimaced at the idea that Buttercup answered mother nature’s polite call by dumping on her face. “If you want to be ‘one’ with nature” Tiger-Lily thought, “you probably shouldn’t throw your number twos at it”.
any idea on how i can like, you know, 'make something happen' in this godforsaken 'short story' like, you know, how to add a 'plot' and an 'ending' etc?
nope
its ok, i'm gonna do something completely different now
just sit down and write everything that comes into you head, as and when.
and poems are easy. think of a theme (usually something done to death like love/hate/war) think of appropriate metaphor (flower/blood/women) and proceed to ramble, ending lines at stupid points throughout.
i'm not bothered about the poem, i just do it the five year old way and rhyme everything until its actually painful to read im not into the whole artsy thing
ive started on a completely different short-story now, its like, this guy from the 1500s or whatever just randomly finds himself slumped in the middle of a street in 21st century York. Basically, he dies within an hou rbecause of all the weird culture-shock, but ive not decided how he's gonna die ive already had him in an encounter with a truck (which he percieved to be a huge shiny monster) so i cant have him die in a car crash...
i did exactly the same thing with my first portfolio, but no sorry you can't "borrow" my work.
don't you keep a creative writing journal or something - use that- or an article from a newspaper as a basis
as long as you can account for what you have done, it seems, the arsier and artsier the better.
not all writers are completely pretentious - at least i hope im not!
although a lot of people in my class are - i am fighting against it
ah, but we dont get to write a commentary, otherwise i would have filled four sides with drivel
its only a 'first draft' anyway, it doesnt have to be any good, but i dont want to completely take this piss, you know what i mean?
in theory, yes, but i am a total slacker, and my first draft is usually the one i hand in.
that's bad, isn't it? :chin:
nah thats my usual plan
whats making things worse is theres a really fucking pretty lasse a few desks in front of me
see, if you study in the kaffrin fashion that would not be a problem either because i usually fail to go to my classes....
no i mean in the computer room right now and im trying to do my essay but, you know, she has breasts
well, duh, write a poem about her breasts, i mean her
are you doing a creative writing degree or something, Blackout?
yes
and like i said, ive already written the poem (ish) i just need to finish this short story in a clever way
why don't you end with 'and it was all a dream'
mine normally end with the protagonists dreams turning to shit, or if im desperate, them dying
How do you ever get anything done?
Tell me about it! im usually the only guy in my class of about 20 lasses, and theyre all fit
its like, youve got thirty-eight breasts to stare at, but you know your going to get nothing done if you do
Its like, Catch Twenty Boob