The article is the path from the abstract to the creation and drafting of a text that revolves around that or take the opportunity to evolve independently.
Between saying and doing ...
In the previous article I talked about how we should start drafting a text from a simple idea, without worrying too much about the goal of asking length or effectiveness.
In this article we'll investigate this issue.
Let's say that you have found the winning idea, you have thought a bit 'over and now we both decided to write something. How to move from theory to practice?
to explain directly to help you experience this creative process I will propose three exercises to do with me, which then compare the results. These are three ideas that I propose banal, on which I challenge you to write ten lines on a sheet of Word (font size 11).
After writing you can read what I've created, and from there whether you were best, brightest, or you have sinned at some point. Write to year-end impressions experienced during the writing and the conclusions that you draw. Before
to spend the first year I would like to show you some "rules" to follow during the course:
· Relax and concentrate on the idea that is proposed;
· Feel free to write what you want;
• Do not think too much about what you write, let the words to flow freely in
• Do not dwell too much to give a structure to what you're writing. You do not need, this exercise is intended to establish the mental process;
· Be imaginative, mind you fly, have fun;
· Write what comes to mind at that moment, not think, the important thing is to follow the stream of consciousness ;
First idea
Now, while I'm writing this I am at home, sitting at the table in the living room. In front of me there is a library.
The first idea is this: write 10 lines of text that has as its starting point as the linchpin or a library.
we go? Go!
Between saying and doing ...
In the previous article I talked about how we should start drafting a text from a simple idea, without worrying too much about the goal of asking length or effectiveness.
In this article we'll investigate this issue.
Let's say that you have found the winning idea, you have thought a bit 'over and now we both decided to write something. How to move from theory to practice?
to explain directly to help you experience this creative process I will propose three exercises to do with me, which then compare the results. These are three ideas that I propose banal, on which I challenge you to write ten lines on a sheet of Word (font size 11).
After writing you can read what I've created, and from there whether you were best, brightest, or you have sinned at some point. Write to year-end impressions experienced during the writing and the conclusions that you draw. Before
to spend the first year I would like to show you some "rules" to follow during the course:
· Relax and concentrate on the idea that is proposed;
· Feel free to write what you want;
• Do not think too much about what you write, let the words to flow freely in
• Do not dwell too much to give a structure to what you're writing. You do not need, this exercise is intended to establish the mental process;
· Be imaginative, mind you fly, have fun;
· Write what comes to mind at that moment, not think, the important thing is to follow the stream of consciousness ;
First idea
Now, while I'm writing this I am at home, sitting at the table in the living room. In front of me there is a library.
The first idea is this: write 10 lines of text that has as its starting point as the linchpin or a library.
we go? Go!
Done? Well. This is what I created:
Luke ran his hand over the filling of the library lounge. "There is too much dust," he thought, and he found himself brooding on the fact that memories suffer the same fate of books. They are all stacked up like a library, each with its own place, and end up filled with dust and be forgotten. Pass the index on the back of some text. The contact was sometimes smooth or rough, he knew of plastic or cardboard, in some cases the words were engraved in relief and tickled my fingertips. He thought that every book he had gained during the course of his life had meaning behind it and lived to tell a story. Each title sends it back in time, different era, different in age, full of emotions and memories and faded away, or still so vivid as to make people smile or, in some cases, also suffer. He stopped in front of a collection of poems by Pablo Neruda. He smiled. That book was bound in a so hard to tell a story that would have to write another. It all began when ...
As you can see from the simple and crude as the idea of \u200b\u200ba library can give you the "one" to a story that tells the story of the protagonist and the purchase anthology. Maybe Luke will go to buy that book in a library where the works of a contract as Greta and falls in love and so that we can fill the next hundred pages talking about their love story. It started from the library of my home.
Second idea
on the living room my mother has forgotten a block Postit. You know them all right? Are those yellow adhesive sheets that are used for remembering things to do or to mark the notes.
That's the idea: a Postit.
Now it's up to you.
Luke ran his hand over the filling of the library lounge. "There is too much dust," he thought, and he found himself brooding on the fact that memories suffer the same fate of books. They are all stacked up like a library, each with its own place, and end up filled with dust and be forgotten. Pass the index on the back of some text. The contact was sometimes smooth or rough, he knew of plastic or cardboard, in some cases the words were engraved in relief and tickled my fingertips. He thought that every book he had gained during the course of his life had meaning behind it and lived to tell a story. Each title sends it back in time, different era, different in age, full of emotions and memories and faded away, or still so vivid as to make people smile or, in some cases, also suffer. He stopped in front of a collection of poems by Pablo Neruda. He smiled. That book was bound in a so hard to tell a story that would have to write another. It all began when ...
As you can see from the simple and crude as the idea of \u200b\u200ba library can give you the "one" to a story that tells the story of the protagonist and the purchase anthology. Maybe Luke will go to buy that book in a library where the works of a contract as Greta and falls in love and so that we can fill the next hundred pages talking about their love story. It started from the library of my home.
Second idea
on the living room my mother has forgotten a block Postit. You know them all right? Are those yellow adhesive sheets that are used for remembering things to do or to mark the notes.
That's the idea: a Postit.
Now it's up to you.
Done? well. This is what I have created.
"Hello Mark. Dad and I are out walking. See you later. Kiss. Mama. "This is what I found resting on the keyboard in my computer: a Postit of my mother. Who knows when they will return. Since Dad retired they are both passionate about Nordic walking and can not stay in the house watching television. Every afternoon they go to take a ride of two hours and down the country. I have even asked to put an ad on the net "Searching for fellow Nordic Walding near Monza and Lambro Vedano al. Not that I mind that my two old if spassino with sports, anything. I've never seen so well together, so in tune. Maybe they're back in love with each other. Last night I heard them tease each other about each other's performance in sports. They looked like two kids. Yet when I suggested maybe to Nordic walking they seemed a bit 'remains. It all started when ...
Here I used the excuse of Postit to imagine that this hypothetical Marco's parents have become fanatics Nordic walking, the discipline that provides accompaniment to walk with walking sticks.
The idea then is to continue in the story describing the characteristics of this discipline, to invent an alleged race in Finland where Mark's parents decide to participate or be more tragic and telling that a drunk driving has overwhelmed his father and deal with a sensitive issue.
As you can see the options and choices are endless and every choice you make will exclude the others. And
'That's the beauty: discover the story you want to tell the moment in which you are writing.
Third
idea on the table, in addition to Postit, there is also a ballpoint pen blue, a very common brand.
Well, the idea is this: a ballpoint pen.
It 's your turn.
"Hello Mark. Dad and I are out walking. See you later. Kiss. Mama. "This is what I found resting on the keyboard in my computer: a Postit of my mother. Who knows when they will return. Since Dad retired they are both passionate about Nordic walking and can not stay in the house watching television. Every afternoon they go to take a ride of two hours and down the country. I have even asked to put an ad on the net "Searching for fellow Nordic Walding near Monza and Lambro Vedano al. Not that I mind that my two old if spassino with sports, anything. I've never seen so well together, so in tune. Maybe they're back in love with each other. Last night I heard them tease each other about each other's performance in sports. They looked like two kids. Yet when I suggested maybe to Nordic walking they seemed a bit 'remains. It all started when ...
Here I used the excuse of Postit to imagine that this hypothetical Marco's parents have become fanatics Nordic walking, the discipline that provides accompaniment to walk with walking sticks.
The idea then is to continue in the story describing the characteristics of this discipline, to invent an alleged race in Finland where Mark's parents decide to participate or be more tragic and telling that a drunk driving has overwhelmed his father and deal with a sensitive issue.
As you can see the options and choices are endless and every choice you make will exclude the others. And
'That's the beauty: discover the story you want to tell the moment in which you are writing.
Third
idea on the table, in addition to Postit, there is also a ballpoint pen blue, a very common brand.
Well, the idea is this: a ballpoint pen.
It 's your turn.
Here I am. Done? I do:
Carlo sat on his desk. The courtroom was filled with students, given that it was an important lesson before the exam of Mathematics II. Took place on the bench next to a pretty girl. Blonde and thin, dressed in a saucy. The professor began to draw some formulas on the blackboard and students to copy them on notebooks. Shortly after Charles realized that his pen is not working: the ink was gone. He tried to blow on the tip, to heat it up, move it to a particular ink residue but nothing. He opened the box but saw that he did not have another. Meanwhile, the professor went on undaunted, and he was losing the entire explanation. The girl seemed to notice side and touched his shoulder. "I'll lend me one," he said and handed him a pen with a transparent blue cap. Charles winced. He hated the kind of pen. It reminded him of the joke that made him Mattia Ametrano in fourth grade. The hospital was over even while Matt had been suspended (in elementary school!) And his father had inflated the barrel until it faint. How to tell the girl that since she had a phobia of that brand of pen? It all began when ...
Again I did fly the imagination. In a classroom lesson and follows a boy's suddenly runs out of ink. It happens, right? She lends him a pen, this is very trivial. Yet remember that brand to Charles a joke to him by a heavy companion at the time of the primary. A joke that has marked all his life.
What kind of joke? What happened? Will the girl with his love to pass the pen to Charles phobia? (Well, I guess I let the imagination run too).
Your Opinion
· did you feel while writing?
· The text is born spontaneously or I had to think about it?
· The texts I have written seem to me relevant to the idea?
· The connections with other ideas that I have entered seem valid or trivial?
· I managed to surprise me or I have written things that I know they've heard?
o I have struggled to complete the ten lines or I would have continued without problems?
° I enjoyed while writing?
In summary
Good. As you could see, even a very simple idea and apparently trivial as a library, a Postit or a pen, can give rise to a project and an incredible story. If you noticed
I concluded the exercises with the same formula: "It all started when ...". I put it on purpose to emphasize the fact that you can connect one idea to another possibly totally unrelated, mixing them together and creating a text worthy of being published.
All you need to do is taking the time. From anything you do not get anything .
To beat a world record a cyclist's training every day, then, to write the novel detection of next year, a writer must write at least ten lines a day. Constance and training are very important, maybe more creativity and talent.
Mozart never studied music, drinking, women went to and liked, then sat at the table and composed works for immortality. But Mozart is born of one every seven centuries.
We mere mortals need to practice, sweat and train ourselves to writing. As said disc-jockey and musician Claudio Cecchetto:
"Talent is a gift, success is a job."
Without commitment they do not give anywhere!
Then you practice with your ideas, even the most stupid. A cloud, a sneeze, a street sign, a curious episode and try to knock down two lines.
Then stop and look at the process that have resulted. If
dying to continue and the words will flood the mind and s'accavallano pushing each other to get out, well, why not settle?
What do you think of this article?
Carlo sat on his desk. The courtroom was filled with students, given that it was an important lesson before the exam of Mathematics II. Took place on the bench next to a pretty girl. Blonde and thin, dressed in a saucy. The professor began to draw some formulas on the blackboard and students to copy them on notebooks. Shortly after Charles realized that his pen is not working: the ink was gone. He tried to blow on the tip, to heat it up, move it to a particular ink residue but nothing. He opened the box but saw that he did not have another. Meanwhile, the professor went on undaunted, and he was losing the entire explanation. The girl seemed to notice side and touched his shoulder. "I'll lend me one," he said and handed him a pen with a transparent blue cap. Charles winced. He hated the kind of pen. It reminded him of the joke that made him Mattia Ametrano in fourth grade. The hospital was over even while Matt had been suspended (in elementary school!) And his father had inflated the barrel until it faint. How to tell the girl that since she had a phobia of that brand of pen? It all began when ...
Again I did fly the imagination. In a classroom lesson and follows a boy's suddenly runs out of ink. It happens, right? She lends him a pen, this is very trivial. Yet remember that brand to Charles a joke to him by a heavy companion at the time of the primary. A joke that has marked all his life.
What kind of joke? What happened? Will the girl with his love to pass the pen to Charles phobia? (Well, I guess I let the imagination run too).
Your Opinion
· did you feel while writing?
· The text is born spontaneously or I had to think about it?
· The texts I have written seem to me relevant to the idea?
· The connections with other ideas that I have entered seem valid or trivial?
· I managed to surprise me or I have written things that I know they've heard?
o I have struggled to complete the ten lines or I would have continued without problems?
° I enjoyed while writing?
In summary
Good. As you could see, even a very simple idea and apparently trivial as a library, a Postit or a pen, can give rise to a project and an incredible story. If you noticed
I concluded the exercises with the same formula: "It all started when ...". I put it on purpose to emphasize the fact that you can connect one idea to another possibly totally unrelated, mixing them together and creating a text worthy of being published.
All you need to do is taking the time. From anything you do not get anything .
To beat a world record a cyclist's training every day, then, to write the novel detection of next year, a writer must write at least ten lines a day. Constance and training are very important, maybe more creativity and talent.
Mozart never studied music, drinking, women went to and liked, then sat at the table and composed works for immortality. But Mozart is born of one every seven centuries.
We mere mortals need to practice, sweat and train ourselves to writing. As said disc-jockey and musician Claudio Cecchetto:
"Talent is a gift, success is a job."
Without commitment they do not give anywhere!
Then you practice with your ideas, even the most stupid. A cloud, a sneeze, a street sign, a curious episode and try to knock down two lines.
Then stop and look at the process that have resulted. If
dying to continue and the words will flood the mind and s'accavallano pushing each other to get out, well, why not settle?
What do you think of this article?
Item # 2_Dare shape to ideas
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