6 Steps to Compiling a Three-Act Story Outline6 Steps to Compiling Your Novel's Three-Act Outline6 Steps to Compiling a Three-Act Story Outline4 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Anybody Can Write a Novel
Chapter 2 “Creating a Plot” – Section 2 “Compiling a Three-Act Outline”
With Links to Supplementary Material
Part 1 of 2 (Link to Part 2)
Now that you have a Plot Premise, I'm sure that you have all kinds of ideas for the things you want to happen in your story—which you probably have written down in your Writing Journal. Well, today we are going to begin to organize those thoughts into groups and begin our Plot Outline by establishing a Three-Act Structure.
Step 1: Open a new word document entitled “Story Outline”
Now that we have so many pieces of your Outline ready to go, it is finally time (if
3 Tips on Writing a Novel that aren't Complete BS3 Tips on Writing a Novel that aren't Complete Bullshit3 Tips on Writing a Novel that aren't Complete BS6 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Today, I spent a good many hours scouring the internet for tips on improving my writing. You know, useful and practical suggestions for someone who has actually written a bit and wants hints on some of the finer points of writing—you know, as opposed to just wanting to learn how to get publishers interested in the latest Hunger Games or Twilight knock-off. Well, other than the two masters of storytelling—Stan Lee and Stephen King—I found nothing. I thought to myself, “Blake, even you could offer better writing advice than this!” And so I have. Here are three non-subjective tips for the beginning writer.
Tip 1: Pay attention to “Point of View” (POV)
The first mistake I made in writing my novel, and one that I have seen in every single beginning writer's work that I have edited since, is that I did not really pay attention to POV and narration. When telling a story, it is important to rememb
7 Steps for Ridding Your Story of Melodrama7 Steps for Ridding Your Story of Melodrama7 Steps for Ridding Your Story of Melodrama5 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Melodrama, strictly defined, means a “song drama,” of the French tradition. The tradition of this story was characterized by over-the-top emotions, to the point that the character's emotions were unintentionally funny, or ridiculous. Melodrama in modern literature, is a term used for when the emotions of your characters are absurd, petty, beyond control, and seem to overshadow the story; and today I'm going to talk about overcoming the melodrama in your story. Please note that this is something to be considered in the editing process, not in the first draft. There will be melodrama—but don't worry about it until you have a whole story down on paper or digital ink.
Step 1: Identify the melodrama in your story.
If you have written a first draft with a good number of characters with different wants and desires, there WILL be melodrama. And so your first step will go to every scene where there are emotional flares—of love,
Three-Act Outline Template6 Steps to Compiling Your Novel's Three-Act OutlineThree-Act Outline Template4 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Anybody Can Write a Novel
Chapter 2 “Creating a Plot” – Section 2 “Compiling a Three-Act Outline”
With Links to Supplementary Material
Part 2 of 2
Joseph Blake Parker's Very Original and Super Complex Three-Act Outline Template
(Not really—this is all standard and basic stuff with no original thought other than my self-indulgent title, and the explanations. I honestly only made this because I couldn't find one online to share with you peeps, and didn't want to mess up the structure of my article by adding it there. Obsessive Compulsive Personality moment, I guess. Please keep in mind that there are many theories as to a proper Three-Act Structure; this one is just a hybrid of all the things I thought most comprehensive.)
Instructions: Delete a
OF : Angels Fell First : Covenant (Prologue)OF : Angels Fell First : Covenant (Prologue)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She ran, her heart pumping and the crying babe in her arms growing heavier. The pain in her lower abdomen was like hot fire escaping all over her body. Her legs fought her desire to keep moving and she hugged her son tighter. She couldn’t stop now, not now. Gritting her teeth, she broke into a sprint. Limbs tore at her face and arms, their wicked thorns biting into her skin. Above her, the red moon shone brightly in the night, lighting the path ahead.
“Only a little farther, my son.” She panted into his silver hair.
He clung to her, his tiny fingers curling into the folds of her dress. His cry hurt her ears, but the pain was a pleasant reminder that he was still alive.
They’d meant to kill him, this alien child that had grown in her belly—her child. Regardless of his blood, she loved him. He was hers, her son. Instinctively, she adjusted her arms, wrapping them tighter around him, and kissed his forehead.
Abruptly, the path dipped low into a ravine. Swamp
7 Considerations for World-building with Purpose7 Considerations for World-building with Purpose7 Considerations for World-building with Purpose5 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
“Anybody Can Write a Novel”
Chapter 1 World-building – Section 1 Story Types
With Links to Supplementary Material
When crafting a novel, the first thing you need to know is what type of story you are writing. I'm sure that anybody reading this has a pretty good idea of what they want their story to be about. But for writing with strategic purpose, it is important to answer a few specific questions. Doing so will allow you to establish and purposefully design the foundations for your world, plot, the characters in your story. So grab some notebook paper, or copy this article into a word document, and write down all your answers to the following questions, as will best help you in designing your story.
Question 1: Are you writing a Comedy or a Tragedy?
This question comes first because all other story types fall within thi
6 Steps to Crafting Each Chapter of Your Novel6 Steps to Making Every Chapter of your Novel Most Excellent6 Steps to Crafting Each Chapter of Your Novel6 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
The number one reason for people refusing to read a book is boredom. And no matter how much good content can be found if one just “sticks it out,” it will never be found if your readers have to drudge through even a single boring chapter. So, for both writing and post-draft editing, here are 6 steps to making EVERY chapter most excellent.
Step 1: Create a three-act plot structure for each chapter.
Every chapter of a novel should be a short story in and of itself—almost like a comic book or television drama. Now, it is not essential that the three-act plot structure be done perfectly, but every chapter should have the hero encountering a problem, growing from that experience, and a climax where the hero overcomes or is overcome by the problem. Doing this will make sure that every chapter is vital to the story and that something is always happening.
Step 2: Make every chapter opening a hook.
The hook might be
Pirate!EnglandXPirate!Reader-Rich Girl P1Pirate!EnglandXPirate!Reader-Rich Girl P13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We all got to be at the top...
You was very well known on the seas in the world...First Female Pirate.You looked like any girl,but your attitude changed the look.You was never once submissive,even with all this mens on your ship,they never dared to touch you or to treat you like any other sea whore..Oh No.That really wasn't going to happen'...or so you thought?
You were now curently lookin at the sea that was like your own world.Your look was something that many womans in the old days wished to looked like.Your white shimmy tight on your torso and breasts,the dark blue shorts tight on your ass,the long black leather boots,the dark blue coat with red old fashioned ornaments,the signature captain black hat with a red big feather,the creamy porcelain skin and red luciouse lips with the big irestible eyes and your [h/l],[h/c] hair,you was the sea beauty.You was one of the most riches pirates that went on the seas.Your sword attached on your b
UntitledUntitled10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Caramels, dripping not-so-subtle love letters and your
Underwear is lacy sweetness under my roaming fingers
Nothing under all of this can
Need such bashful and intense
Interest as the kind I'm taking in your
Legs, long and lovely
In those thigh high purple
Never been worn boots that I
Got for you.. they look so good
Under your sexy little
Empire Reborn: Prelude, Part IThe Empire RebornEmpire Reborn: Prelude, Part I5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It is a dark time for the Empire.
Following the death of EMPEROR PALPATINE
and its defeat at the BATTLE OF ENDOR, the Empire has begun
to crumble and fight amongst itself. The remaining faction, known as the IMPERIAL REMNANT, has fled to the Outer Rim to regroup and regain the power to crush the NEW REPUBLIC once and for all. A valuable store of cortosis has been found on the oceanic world of BAL'DEMNIC, and a promising young officer, ERRIL KAVEN, has been sent to oversee the mining operation, unaware that the Remnant's presence there has been discovered...
Bal'demnic. An oceanic planet in the Bak'rofsen system of the Auril sector. Outer Rim.
The commander stepped into the elevator and the doors hissed closed behind him. The car began to move upward.
So far the mining operation had been running smoothly despite the locals and the nuisance presented by the mine crabs. The crabs were hardly more than pests to the personnel assigned to the operati
Heroine ProfilesName: Red the PaladinHeroine Profiles7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Occupation: Paladin, Champion of the Weak, Cursed Warrior
Height: 6 foot 2 inches
Age: 22 (in body) Unknown (in soul)
Hair: Flame red either worn in a long braid down the back or in a free flowing mane.
Skin: Bronzed and freckled all over
Outfit: A brief loincloth with chainmail, sandals laced knee high, plain steel wrist guards and head band, and sword belt with scabbard and sword. Or tight green pants, knee to thigh high doeskin boots, head band of cloth of metal, and sword belt with scabbard and sword.
Weapons: Usually a broadsword worn on her hip but will use any weapon handy from sword to axe to bow and arrows.
Taken at an early age by Norse raiders and given the name Red for her flame color hair, she knows nothing of her origins or blood family. She was raised as a slave until she adopted after a noble and glorious deed. Strong and tall, even at an early age, she was trained as a warrior and joined her adopted father and brothers o
I Am a GirlI am a girl, therefore I'm worthless.I Am a Girl1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am a disappointment to my parents.
I am a thing to be sold for profit.
I am property to a stranger.
I am a body used for the pleasure of men.
I am a slave to my promised husband.
These are the only things I'm allowed to say.
If I say anything else I will be punished.
I shall face a punishment.
Several that no one should be allowed to face.
I fear all of it.
But sadly, it would be nothing new.
I shall be punished for simply taking a breath.
I wish to take my final one.
I "belong" in the kitchen, after all.
I have possession of the knife.
This decision shall finally be mine.
My fear melts away, and my neck turns cold.
I shall take my freedom...
Yes, I have taken it.
However, it was not by means of bloodshed.
It was not by means of "relief."
It was by means of struggle.
It was by by means of the impossible.
No longer shall I hide my face behind blu
Who needs friends?Who needs friends?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A good enemy is better than a best friend
A good enemy can't betray
A good enemy won't go away
A good enemy will be there at the end
A best friend will fail
A best friend tells you what to think
A best fiend pushes you to the brink
A best friend will bail
A good enemy pushes you forward
A good enemy tests your steel
A good enemy makes you real
A good enemy seeks no reward
A best friend makes demands
A best friend always judges
A best fiend holds grudges
A best friend won't withstand
With an enemy you know they hate you
With a friend you are not sure
To an enemy you can be true
When they run you through
It won't be from behind
A friend won't just let it end
Tell you they never liked you
Every story you tell they bend
Every wound you mend
They inflict two more
With enemies like these who needs friends
Shoot Me AgainShoot Me AgainShoot Me Again10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Literally vomiting up Oil with defeat written all over her face, Hawk-Eye tried to get up. Feeling another turbo laser round hit her torso's side; she landed back on the metal surface with a thud. Spitting out the oil that seeped into her mouth, Hawk-Eye turned to her attacker.
"You've waited so long to do this Hawk-Eye. But yet all I have seen is a demonstration for how well you grovel at my feet"
Spewing up another load of Oil, Hawk-Eye struggled to her feet. Bringing the undamaged sword in front of her, she spoke softly but deadly. "I don't grovel to nobody Sky Quake! Especially a glorified hang-glider"
Another shot from Sky Quake's Turbo Laser Rifle pushed her back into a metal wall.
"That all you got?" She groaned out with a growling like tone.
"I have more Hawk-Eye. I have another 200 ammo cells" Sky Quake walked forward firing playfully at Hawk-Eye's joints. "I cannot believe that such a Robotrix with so much power and endurance would want something of MINE"
Rag DollA little girl in tattered laceRag Doll10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
who scrapes at her arms
and paints her face
a rag doll smile
for a rag doll life
in the failing light
And he's the only one
well, she's so pretty when
she's colored red
on the street corner
counting cracks and
since the day her life
was not accepted.
And he's the only one
who could make her stay.
Little girl's got
the appropriate words
with "love" scarred upon
written with a silver
a reminder that what's done
Well, she sits upon her little
to sing a song of war
and in her words was
once a name
for this lovely little
And he could love her
till his dying day,
to herself she sings,
but that must not have been
just to make him stay.
What happens when
the lights are out?
and the dark's been
awake too long,
what happens when this
heat goes out
and every song once sang
What happens when a life
and silent vows are sworn
Operation Heartbreak - Pt. 3[I jumped on many rooftops, trying to resist to the temptation of a good robbery in one of the many shops around here, before "meeting" Carmelita. She was patrolling the streets under me, about ten meters under, muttering something... It was something like "That Neyla..."]Operation Heartbreak - Pt. 35 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sly, following Bentley's instructions, ignored the Inspector and reached without being noticed the old manor. It was quite visible, not only because it was on an hill, but because it was surrounded by many men in uniforms and with weapons!
Sly: -Bentley... We have a problem-
Bentley: -Why so many armed men around here? They're surely protecting something... Or keeping something inside?-
Sly: -There's something wrong about this... Hey, it's Neyla! And that General!-
Said Sly, looking near to the manor's door. The tigress was apparently trying to avoid that her superior hurled herself against a man that was trying to calm her.
Bentley: -Go near to them! What are they saying?-
Sly: -There's no need to go near to them, t
Collab ProjectJourney of the Crescent KnightsCollab Project6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Morning broke over the castle kingdom of Alphonse. A crisp spring wind brought about the fragrance of the surrounding meadows. The warm rays of the morning sun blanketed the stone and masonry in a saffron light. The citizens of the town stirred, a new day has dawned. The morning bells rang, and the air soon filled with cries of "Good Morning!" Husbands left for their trades. Wives went about their daily duties, children were sent for their lessons, life was peaceful.
Up in the castle, a gentle melody played. A song, played by the wind, filled the chambers of the princesses of this fair land. As they stirred, a knock came upon the chamber door. The head of the court knights had come to summon them for the day's magick lessons. After he delivered his message, he departed to the council chambers. An important meeting was being held, and his presence was required of him. The chambers themselves, were a dark isolated place. The sole
Contact: Prologue of Cass- Californian beach.Contact: Prologue of Cass7 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Slowly, she wakes up. Dragging herself completely out of the water. Her sides hurt. Her face stings. Its hard to breathe. She welcomes the darkness once more.
Donnie, Kyle and Reagan had been searching the beach for a while now, looking for wreckage. In the early morning, Kyle spotted a couple explosions out over the ocean.
Donnie first spotted the girl in her torn suit, face first in the sand. Body having minimal life-signs. Guys, check it out! He jumped off the buggy, and moved towards the woman slowly. Kyle and Reagan came after cautiously. Get out of the way, kid. Reagan, the medic, kneeled at the unconscious female, checking her vitals. Shes alive. Kyle, get her legs. Well bring her back to Station. See what we can do for her. Kyle nodded, as Donnie went back to the buggy, prepping it to carry the wounded one back. All set, lets roll.
LU: Do I Make You Proud?LU: Do I Make You Proud?8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Danger Duck was missing all day. His teammates turned Acmetropolis upside-down looking for him. Weak with exhaustion, worry, and hunger the team returned to headquarters empty-handed.
After verbally exploding on his teammates that morning insisting that all he ever asked for was to be appreciated, Duck had left the tracking unit from his uniform on his bed and run. By the time Zadavia stepped in, the Loonatics had feared the worst.
Regal, resourceful Zadavia went to the one place she was certain the others never thought to look--the orphanage that Duck had been raised in. He was sitting on the back steps with his elbows on his knees, watching the children play as the sun went down. Without looking up, he knew that she was there.
"Zadavia...are you proud of me?"
She was speechless. Was this the reason for his disappearing act? She should have known; it was obvious as she reflected on he
Cecilia Crimsondragon Ch. 1Infamous Boba Fett was actually feeling unsure as he walked into the Kaminoan Prime Minister's chamber. He still couldn't belive what he was going to do. He couldn't say why, either. He just wanted to. And to top everything off, a weird name was stuck in his head. Cecilia.... A girls name, at that. So heartless, unfeeling Boba Fett was feeling emotions. And it bugged him.Cecilia Crimsondragon Ch. 110 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The truth was, Boba was going to clone himself, as his father Jango had cloned himself before him. If he thought about it, it made perfect since. He was not invinible, as the Sarlacc incident had proved. And someone had to continue bounty hunting when he left. And rather then let someone like Bossk or Zuckuss somehow produce a heir that would, somehow perhaps, become the best bounty hunter, he would beat them to it.
So sooner then he had expected, he had landed on Kamino, and was now begining his request for a clone.
"I don't want any special modi
Vacuum Procedures//BEGIN RECORDING//Vacuum Procedures2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
RAMON: Alright, ladies. Welcome to your first day aboard an actual starship! You are now the residents of a city coasting through space at trans-relativistic speeds! A city with heavy firepower, I might add.
R: While you are aboard such an engineering marvel, you may run into many threats! Alien scumbags, asteroids, gamma ray bursts, randomly wandering black holes, and the most dangerous of all, condescending uppity naval personnel!
R: But the most dangerous of your foes will be around you all the time. Space itself is going to be your enemy! Let's face it, we're surrounded by a lot of nothing. The scientific term for such a non-substance is called a vacuum. Step anywhere outside this vessel without regulation spacewalking gear, and you're dead. You will die painfully.
R: Yeah, that shut you all up nice and quick, didn't it? Let's not fool ourselves. The sixty centimeter hullplates of this very ship are the only things separating you
FTL: Flight of the Kreme BelleFTL: Flight of the Kreme Belle3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
FTL: Flight of the Kreme Belle
Anika paced back and forth with her brow furrowed and her arms crossed. Captain Coupe had left the ship with all of the remaining officers two hours ago. Rylie monitored Anika's path every time she finished a chapter of the ebook she was reading. The only other sound apart from Anika's footsteps was Ginette's munching; which was a fairly accurate indicator of her level of stress.
::Flight attendants, please report to the bridge immediately::
The monotonic digital voice of the ship's computer startled the young women, who screamed in unison.
::Time is of essence, the Captain's signal is weak and the transmission will most likely brake any minute now::
The three women dashed from the kitchenette; the doors automatically opening as they got near them. Anika reached the bridge first and got a glimpse of the Captain's face before the screen became a sea of static and then turned blank.
"What happened?" asked R