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 Novel3 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
slow your rollcan you explain the myst'ries,slow your roll1 month ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
make the muddied waters clear?
(take the blinders from mine eyes,
pull the wadding from mine ears?)
...if it's all the same to you,
i would rather you didn't...
in all its glory,
Diary Of A Pokemon TrainerDear Diary,Diary Of A Pokemon Trainer4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Today I went to Professor Elm's house. He said he wanted me to pick something up from a friend of his. Professor Elm has never asked me to do anything before, despite us being neighbours for all 10 years of my life. He told me that I had to go to Cherrygrove City and then up to Mr. Pokémon's house. Seriously, who calls themselves "Mr. Pokémon"? That's just silly. Anyway, Professor Elm gave me a Pokémon to protect me from wild Pokémon along the way. He said I could choose one that he had in his lab. There were a few Totodile running around, playfully biting each other, Cyndaquil just chilling out in the yard, Chikorita lying in the garden. But one Pokémon stood out to me. Sitting on Professor Elm's desk, was a brown, almost cat-like Pokémon. Professor Elm told me that it was an Eevee. I'd never seen one up close before, only on TV when they had Pokémon competitions on. So I told Elm that I wanted that. He wasn't so sure, but he let me have
Ivy and Wine - Headrush part 1Ivy and Wine - Headrush part 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Aster sprawled out over the linens. In the dim chamber, there wasn't too much to look at as she waited. Little votives illuminated a relief on the long wall next to her, one she'd seen so many times already. It was crowded with people, well, not necessarily people. Creatures would probably be the more appropriate world. Satyrs, seleni, nymphs, and strange animals of all kinds were gathered around a great bull, placing wreathes and garlands around his strong neck and toasting their cups to him. Flanking his sides were six horned women, laughing and smiling as they took the offerings--maenads of Athens, just as she was now. Two weeks still hadn't been enough time for her to get the idea set in her head. Each and every morning, she awoke to see the image of one staring back at her in the mirror, but it didn't seem real, nothing did.
As if to remind her of her own existence, she felt a gentle touch on her open hand all the way across the bed. She'd nearly forgotten about the god she was sh
Rose.Rose.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All of a sudden I get these flashbacks
From the first time I ever laid my eyes on you,
I remember the smell in the air,
Not even knowing what would happen soon
I knew you would be one in my life; so rare.
Your hair flowed like a chocolate sea
Looking over and glancing at me,
Smiling and waving
As I blush and hide
You had no idea
You stayed in my mind.
I was too shy
To come at all close to you,
I would try to say hi
But no matter how hard I tried
I would always be
The quiet shy guy.
But one day it happened to me
You came and sat in the very next seat,
That was the day I truly knew
True friends were made
I always knew it was you.
Over time the friendship grew
It was nothing that I ever knew,
I started to feel
As if it weren't real
An imagination that I could possibly feel.
I started to love what would not love me
Looking back that's what I see,
A gift a rose a smile to be
It was hard for me.
I was starting to express my love,
Slowly but surely we began to hug,
I thought you s
RainPouring from the sky,Rain3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Darkening the Earth on which it falls.
A calming voice of the World,
Heralding blessings and disaster.
Streetlights glowing orange,
Igniting drops of rain.
Briefly smoldering with magic,
It catches my eye.
Dry parched ground,
Thirsting indefintely for it's kiss.
Welcoming the onslaught,
Unable to remember their last embrace.
Arrows blotting out the Sun,
Pummeling a once good mood.
Resembling tears of tragedy,
The pains of life in this World.
Voice and song of the Earth,
A two sided coin of our Mother Nature.
Memories of all that has passed,
A reminder to the future.
DOAPT Day 2Dear diary,DOAPT Day 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Today I officially began my Pokémon journey. But let me start back when I woke up this morning feeling like P Diddy. Sorry for that lame joke. Anyway, I woke up this morning feeling sad and depressed. I felt bad that I let Lyra (OMG, it's correct!) get kidnapped, and also that I still couldn't spell her name. And I felt annoyed that I had my mother coming to save me when all I was supposed to be doing was going to Mr. Pokémon's house. So I decided to get comfort food. I went next door to the Poké Mart and asked for some Rage Candy Bars. The woman running the store said that they were all out, but she could reserve some for me when the next delivery arrives. I told her that I'd love that, and she smiled at me and asked for my name. I remember that my mum always told me to never give my name to strangers, but this wasn't exactly a potentially dangerous situation. So I told her my name, and while she was writing it down, some creepy looking man came up to me and
I'm Not HereI'm not here, at least not for today.I'm Not Here2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I've gone to sweep the world away
and cast the thought of lonely tides
into my blanket of empty sighs.
Somewhere beyond all of the tears,
is a heart that's wanted for years.
But with tired arches in my brow,
I've come to sudden slumber now.
Forget the words that were said,
the emotions lingering in your head.
And in your sleep, come to find
the comfort that you had in mind.
The world is shallow, it doesn't care,
but you will gain what's needed here.
And when you ascend from coma's dream,
with eyes enveloped in heaven's gleam...
Just realize that you'll be okay,
even if it's not for today.
And in the face of lonely tides,
the presence of His light resides.
PrayingShe collapses beside his bodyPraying3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rests her head on his still chest
Closes her eyes to set free tears
She opens her mouth in a silent scream
To share the horror with the world
To let the world feel her pain
She touches his face
Remembering his smile-his laugh
The eyes that pierced her soul
She clings onto his body
Hoping for him to be there
Praying he will stay here
Maiko- I Waited Three Years- Part1: The Agni Kai"Azula!" I called. The young princess paused in her bending practice and turned to me.Maiko- I Waited Three Years- Part1: The Agni Kai3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Do you know where Zuko is?"
The twelve year old frowned slightly. "You'd rather see him than me?" she asked skeptically. Her tone was icy and a familiar sensation of fear chilled my blood. But I had learned to restrain my emotions. I didn't let my fear show.
"No, princess," I replied calmly, "That's not it. It's just that I haven't seen him yet today and was wondering if he was alright."
Her hazel eyes bore into mine, searching for a possible motive for seeking out her brother. Apparently she was unable to see through my expressionless face. "He's out in the garden. Something about an Agni Kai."
"Thank you, princess." I bowed and ran off in the direction of the garden.
Despite how often Azula would put Zuko down, I had always had my own thoughts about him. I appreciated him more than anyone else in my life. He wasn't like Azula. She expected to be treated like a princess. But even though
ravine bonus story- hurrons taleravine bonus story- hurrons tale3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bear . Wolf, eagle. Always these beasts could turn the hunter into prey. Hurron knew this, it was a knowledge his father taught him well on his first bleeding of the snow.
Up in the cold you keep these three rulers in mind at all times, especially at the winters end, for wolf is still rabid with winters hunger. Bear awakens from its slumber sharing the same thought as the wolf, and northern eagles, they are always a threat. In time, they learned to wound their prey and watch it bleed to death. Yes, three ruled the mountains, but on the day of bleeding of the snow, they were all prey
Hurron pretended to be sleeping, while he watched his son standing guard by the fire. Boy has grown strong, stronger than the old wives of the village have foreseen. However, that was not surprising. Hurron never looked kindly on the self-proclaimed prophets. Fate is what one makes of it, and his
LamplightAs I walk through the forestLamplight3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the sticks start to crack
Under my feet, as I walk
Not once looking back
The air is quite humid
My face is quite damp
From the swarms of insects
Flying near the shine of my lamp
They don't know where they're going
As their face hits the glass
But more keep on coming
Every tree that I pass
The soil was dying
The plants long forgotten
With roots that looked shriveled
And far worse than rotten
The smell is so pungent
The odor filling my nose
With every new wave of the stench
The insects' swarm grows
The light from the lamp
Compared to the expanse of the dark
Was like going on a journey
Unprepared to embark
As I trudged through the rocks
And the rain-soaked dirt
I felt the bugs and sweat
Soaking through my ripped shirt
Walking through this forest
So perfectly secluded
Even with the ground
And the air so polluted
With the bugs trailing behind me
Following my dim glow
Even though I had no idea
Where I was going to go
Made me realize
That we're all bugs follow
The Forgotten SonLucifer was damned to hell,The Forgotten Son3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sent there alone to bleed and roast,
Yet no one prayed for his forgiveness,
The one sinner who needed them most.
The devil lost all he once had,
With nothing but a cursed, sneered name,
Spat upon and thrown away,
His misdeeds now his only fame.
No one praised him through his hardships,
No one smiles 'til he's gone,
I walk the path of thorns with him,
With Satan, the Forgotten Son.
The CrossroadsHe stands at a cross roads, an oft remembered placeThe Crossroads3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with perplexed emotions, which road shall he face?
Along Comes a muse, a beauty, a grace
and ends his quandary with a blissful embrace
she takes his hand and guides him her ways
yet this grace is hollow, for he is misplaced
her presence is comfort yet unrest, it stays
so he stands at a cross roads, that oft remembered place
Midnight MotherhoodThe Fire Nation palace was calm and peaceful at the hush of midnight. The summer breeze brought a wonderful chill to those in their warm beds that night. All was silent except for the calm sounds of a new mother putting to bed her newborn child.Midnight Motherhood3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Please be quiet, you darling little parasite," cooed Fire Lady Mai to the swathed bundle in her arms. She'd been pacing through the nursery for almost half an hour now, rocking the baby steadily in her arms. Clearly it wasn't working since the little darling was still screaming its little head off.
Mai had long since lost her patience. She had done everything she was supposed to. She'd changed it, feed it, burped it, changed it again and still it continued with the waterworks. Why wouldn't it stop?
The young mother debated upon her options. The Royal Nanny was on leave (Zuko had been in a rather annoyingly generous mood), so that was out. Her next choice was to wake up her husband and make it all his problem, just for the fun of it. Unfortunat
ApocalypseHe inhaled the ocean,Apocalypse3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feeling it tickle down into his lungs
Like a swallowed butterfly.
Grabbing the continents with his hands,
As earth fell through his fingers into nothingness,
He watched his destruction,
And felt no guilt.
The ground quaked inside the lines and furrows of his palms and clenched fingers
And the salt water burned and beat against the strong, healthy lung tissue
But it was no use.
That was the end.
If WeIf we look at each other, will we turn to stone?If We3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It seems almost forbidden for us to be alone.
If we speak, will our voices shatter the earth?
It's just enough to make someone hurt.
If we touch, will the heavens fall down to our feet?
Never could there be anything anywhere so sweet.
If we kiss, will we split the fabric of time in two?
There is absolutely nothing I'd not endure for you.
maria:she is splayedmaria:2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
beneath the moon, a
[star]fish out of
swallows the sounds of
keyed piano concertos
& suddenly, she
realizes - this
is how it must feel to
be [at peace
Writers' Block...Roses are red,Writers' Block...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Violets are blue.
I got nothing.
absenteei always tried to draw the dark.absentee2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to sketch the shadows that lingered too long in
the corners of my room like
the corners of my mind.
but then again,
i never did like self-portraits
I Just Called To Say I Hate Myselfangel, twist your halo into an anchor,I Just Called To Say I Hate Myself3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tear your wings out at the roots if you won't fly anymore.
blow out the candle you left burning at the window,
close the door, i'm not coming home tonight.
sing the stars in your silver sky
a melancholy lullaby,
sing them down
the way you used to.
angel, don't look for me tonight,
i'm on the wrong side of a one-way door.
you know i love you, but i'm a whore,
i didn't mean to let this go so far.
wipe the tears from your silver eyes,
i know you are but what am i,
sing the stars in your fading sky
a brokenhearted lullaby,
sing them down
the way you used to.
Can Love be Deaf?Sometimes love isn't blind,Can Love be Deaf?3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Because I seem to hear silence,
At the loudest of times.
Spilling out my deepest feeling,
Or just creating new regret?
It was my heart that he was stealing,
But now I think he's starting to forget.
I can't tell if he's speechless,
Or he really doesn't agree..
Sometimes love isn't blind..
Deaf; Can it be?
TwitterExcuse me sir!Twitter2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don’t believe we’ve met,
But may I have your attention please?
I’d like to inform you
That I’m about to bombard you
With useless pieces of information
Regarding my day
What I had for breakfast!
That I brushed my teeth
That I had a shit
What I watched on TV
And so on and so forth
I can see how interested you are
So here’s a picture of my lunch!
And my breakfast
And my dinner
And my ‘cheeky McDonalds’
Look at me! I’m a celebrity
Of the world wide web
It’ll be written on my epitaph
How I changed the world
And inspired people
With my shitty retyped tumblr posts
The 54 images of my dog
What was that sir? You don’t care?
Let me inform you that
I scored 100 points on Farmville!
I feel everyone should know!
It should be headline news!
Can’t you see?
I’m the face of the human race!
Isn’t that just great?