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7 Tips for Being a Responsible / Ethical Writer
7 Tips for Being a Responsible / Ethical Writer
Anybody Can Write a Novel
Chapter 7 “From Story to Art” – Section 2 “Ethical Writing”
With Links to Supplementary Material
Of all the elements of storytelling, the one that sets it apart from other forms of art is the relationship between the artist and the author. Not to say that a relationship does not or cannot exist in other forms of art, only that storytelling creates a necessary long and intimate connection between the author and reader—requiring trust between the two so that the story can be told. Today I'm going to discuss the process of earning that trust and not abusing it—a first step in learning to be an ethical and responsible writer.
Tip 1: Understand the need for ethics and relationship in storytelling.
Imagine that a close friend is telling you a
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Experiments by Rodrigo-Vega Experiments :iconrodrigo-vega:Rodrigo-Vega 264 45
The Orphans
In the small town of Devonsville, lived a group of orphans. The age range between the orphans varied. The youngest was four while the oldest was twelve. The tragic thing was that they were all very young kids. Many of which never even knew their parents' faces. Each orphan had a different story to tell. Many came from different walks of life but eventually, ended up together. SOme orphans lost their parents in an accident. Some were given up. Some were even abandoned, like the leader of the orphans, Jack.
Jack was twelve years old. And because he was the oldest, he was their unoffical leader. He was in charge of all the other orphans and was to make sure they were taken care of and treated properly by the others.
A kind of code among the orphans was that when one of them leaves, the oldest after the previous leader shall take over and protect and take care of the others. In this case, it was Jack who was to be named the next leader. Ironically, the previous leader was actually the one
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Science Works by AmericanDreaming Science Works :iconamericandreaming:AmericanDreaming 125 87 A Tale from NDK by MLP-Silver-Quill A Tale from NDK :iconmlp-silver-quill:MLP-Silver-Quill 563 177
    Once upon a time there was a naughty boy. He was about your age, if I’m not mistaken. This naughty boy loved to run and jump and play with his friends, but more than anything he loved sweet things. So when he spied the baker coming down the street with two trays of iced buns, he wasted no time in running over to him.
    “Aren’t you afraid carrying all those buns?” asked the naughty little boy.
    “Afraid?” asked the baker. “Of course not—why would I be?”
    “Why,” lied the naughty boy, “because Sicklefox likes nothing better than iced buns, and I hear he is nearby. If he finds you, he’ll cut out your tongue and eat it.”
    The baker stopped. This was new to him, but all had heard tales of Sicklefox and all knew them to be true.
    “Perhaps I should take half,” said
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Path to Success by jflaxman Path to Success :iconjflaxman:jflaxman 145 114 A Disastrous Picnic by jflaxman A Disastrous Picnic :iconjflaxman:jflaxman 146 10 The Moral of Jiraiya's Tale by daveshan The Moral of Jiraiya's Tale :icondaveshan:daveshan 656 100
Don't Burn, Learn
Something happened today.
I experienced a frightening, life-threatening event.
But I am  not here to  tell you how scared shit-less I was.
Instead, I will tell you what went through my head as I lived the said episode.
First, to eradicate the suspense, I'll tell you that my house was on fire today.
I find  it so  ironic that we were completely oblivious to the state our house was in until outsiders and passersby came running to tell us of  the black flumes rocketing out of the roof.
At this point, the first thought came to my head.
I imagined myself as the house. The flumes were  analogous to defects in my personality and the ugliness in my character.
I thought how I am completely  unaware of my faults. Then it hit me how people who care about me most will try  their best to rescue me before I destroy myself.
I came to the conclusion that help, in  any form,  must always be graciously
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Puupuu's Amazing Boots :iconmachu:Machu 167 210
Whadda ya want biatch? by Majin-sama Whadda ya want biatch? :iconmajin-sama:Majin-sama 360 75 Cupcake - A Tiny Comic by 0xo Cupcake - A Tiny Comic :icon0xo:0xo 2,217 817 Sheep In Wolf's Clothing by KettleQuill Sheep In Wolf's Clothing :iconkettlequill:KettleQuill 284 24
I love the way life leaves its mark on our bodies.
Every laugh and smile etched in the crinkles around your eyes and mouth;
Those tan-lines the time you forgot about sunscreen
Because you were so hell-bent on reaching that mountain peak
Or when you just became lost in the gentle lap of waves at the shore;
The scars you got skateboarding in the park at summer dusk
Or when life became pain and it was your only release.
Our bodies are a record of our memories and experiences
They are our travel journals and emotional diaries
Our delicate armour to the elements.
And no matter its colour, its stature, if it's not quite intact
If you sometimes think it takes up too much space, or if it has pointy corners
Your body is the vessel for your soul, and every wonderful facet of who you are
Sparkles from the surface of your skin.
Skin that may grow to be wrinkled, tanned, scarred, well lived-in
Although not always embraced by you the way that others embrace it.
But do.
Take the time to explore the s
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Unworthy of Worship by AmericanDreaming Unworthy of Worship :iconamericandreaming:AmericanDreaming 78 72
You're not a failure for failing
Her small, anxious hands
grabbed the cup, a bit too large
as it slipped down and tumbled to the ground,
the milky mess covering the carpet:
her mother let out a disapproving sigh
and rolled her eyes,
“Will you ever do anything right?”
and that’s when she began
to limit her aspirations,
so that her dreams would never be too large,
so she’d never make any mistakes
she’d never again drop the cup,
but she’d never have enough to drink.
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The Imperfection of Style
     1. Introduction
When you sit down to read a piece written by Baudelaire you do not expect Dickinson sentimentality, nor a Shakespearean wit or Poe's possessiveness with phonetically eeriness. You do expect a Baudelaire experience. But what is a Baudelaire experience? What makes Baudelaire a Baudelaire in comparison with Poe - is it the tonality, details, sentiment, or maybe the vocabulary, sentence construct or themes; Might it be the concepts, or maybe a certain point of view or an angle? Can you create your own style by analytical and critical thinking, learning the hypothetical curve and scale of those degrees, or by comparing different styles and reaching a sort of virginity in style, that which is uniquely you. Who is that which you describe through your style if not a human being, the imperfect creature of them all, and can we, by describing the imperfect, reach perfection?
The chase for Perfection in the creative and artistic world became an
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The Good Guy by BrokenTeapot The Good Guy :iconbrokenteapot:BrokenTeapot 543 544 Pray All You Want by AmericanDreaming Pray All You Want :iconamericandreaming:AmericanDreaming 70 39
I'm living in a world I cannot stand the sight
Your materialist voices are all I hear at night.
Sycophantic lies are all you represent
The truth you despise, my life you lament.
I'm living in a world I cannot stand the sight
What is right is wrong and wrong is right.
You are all possessive nonetheless
A superficial mentality I strongly detest.
I'm living in a world I cannot stand the sight
Your dishonest facades show no contrite.
But I live in harmony in an idealistic way
Philosophically driven I feel no dismay.
I'm living in a world I cannot stand the sight
The scarcity of moral fiber is an unholy fright.
I think I need to search for a better place
Because when you think more than you have
You need more space.
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Remember, Here is not Utopia by Raindropmemory Remember, Here is not Utopia :iconraindropmemory:Raindropmemory 511 145 The Beginning of Wisdom by AmericanDreaming The Beginning of Wisdom :iconamericandreaming:AmericanDreaming 93 37 Morality, Mortality by Riftress Morality, Mortality :iconriftress:Riftress 114 13
The World, Unknown
When the desert raiders stormed the city's church they did not burn the Bibles, theological texts, or illuminated manuscripts. Instead they burned the maps.
Your maps, they said, are the feeble representations of shadows. They are veils behind which nothing lies, for the physical world, like the metaphysical, is ever-shifting and torrential.
For the priests, witnesses reported, it could not have been worse. They fell and moaned.
Throughout that year strange earthquakes troubled the deserts of New Mexico. A traveler passing through the region noted, "It seemed that every morning the Earth would groan and shift beneath our feet, as if tired and weary, as if our steps disturbed its slumber. The studied men spoke of the fall of Atlas . . . Our charts did not hold up. Landmarks rose and fell, were swallowed up by some intangible whim. It is miraculous that we escaped the borders of the State at all."
Not without correlation, an amateur astronomer noticed heavenly phenomena in the same reg
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On the Ideological Underpinnings of Social Justice
Several years ago, I came across an acronym online which I’d never seen before.  “SJW.”  I had no idea what it stood for, and no search engine could offer me any insight; it was too newly introduced into the lexicon.  In time, I learned that it stood for “Social Justice Warriors,” referring to outspoken activists on the political far-left involving feminism, social or racial justice, multiculturalism, political correctness, and against any perceived bigotry.  It is used primarily as a term of disparagement, in which capacity I have always found it somewhat awkward.  There are, after all, much worse things to be called than a “warrior,” irony or no.  I’ve never quite been satisfied with the term, even as I myself use it.
As the months and years progressed, these SJWs have made headlines, caused controversies, and stirred pots.  They gained followers, and they gained detractors.  They have ferociously
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Spirits that tend on mortal thoughts by JaiMcFerran Spirits that tend on mortal thoughts :iconjaimcferran:JaiMcFerran 100 22 Some times I miss... by Majin-sama Some times I miss... :iconmajin-sama:Majin-sama 784 136 The Courage to Admit by AmericanDreaming The Courage to Admit :iconamericandreaming:AmericanDreaming 102 21 Monkey Island Face Melter by WonderDookie Monkey Island Face Melter :iconwonderdookie:WonderDookie 298 181
Intangible Tangent.
Intangible Tangent.
They say God only gives you what you can handle.
But lately I have realized that this cannot be true.
Every blow has the potential to blow out that candle.
So there is no guarantee that everyone will pull through.
What happens if you can withstand the disturbance?
Will you be constantly waiting for the next wave?
Imagine waking up knowing what lies behind the curtains.
Confined behind the undefined lines of a close shave.
Perhaps we all possess the prowess to overcome any obstruction.
But not everyone has the belief that they can persevere.
We are all victims of a much bigger incomprehensible construction
And there will always be some that succumb to that deepest fear.
What will you become if you somehow conquer all the obstacles?
Doing whatever it takes to ensure that you will survive.
Blaming others for what you have done refusing to be responsible.
Knowing this is the person you had to become in order to stay alive.
In the end we have no choice but to make do wit
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tickle me breathing.
fix is a word we
don't believe
in anymore.
i know i probably
should've tried
harder, worked on "us"
but i just didn't care enough.
i guess you shouldn't have
tried to stab me that
one time when the
toaster broke.
i guess just because you
thought he was better,
it gives you the
moral obligation to
never even try
to pretend that
you cared at all.
it sure seems like i'm
just alone or lonely and
trying to live someone
elses dreams through my
i cough up these vicarious
feelings and sell them for lust.
these street corners hold
my moments of joy or
at least my best moments
of acting.
hollywood here i come.
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