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>>7502292 no, anon. you will write a generic biography of russian tsar peter the great. it will be used as a standard textbook in a few american universities for about a decade, but never be translated into the russian language
I've always been interested in the idea/etc of Ki (all started when I watched DB/DBZ as a kid). I just find it a very interesting concept, and I do believe in the willpower of the human mind/body and in the energy of all things.
I don't really "practice" ki or anything, but I do muse on it sometimes. I also try and think or "use" it when I'm exercising. Like when I feel tired when I'm running I sometimes think about "using" my ki and it always gives me that burning desire in my heart to help me go that extra distance.
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>>7502043 Hope you reincarnate as a human with an IQ over 150. It's literally the only way. Anyone with an IQ lower than the is practically brain dead comepared to these authors and will be, without a doubt, unable to comprehend these texts. If you have an IQ under 150, don't even try. You will simply misunderstand.
What are some bits of writing advice/knowledge/etc. you've heard or read that changed the way you look at writing?
This bit from Ray Bradbury's "Zen In the Art of Writing" changed the way I look at paragraphs:
>I've been lecturing at the University of Southern California cinema department for twenty-two years—I go down there a couple of times a year—and various students have come up to me and said, "Can we make films of your short stories?" I say, "Sure, take them. Do it. But there's one restriction... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
My question is whether that was actually a joke about adapting books into film. Whereas one reader may picture a scene as a close up, another will picture a long shot. Essentially, there is an interactive element to reading that would be lost in a film.
Are any of the Star Wars books good? What's canon? Are they all books for babies or are any actually well-written? The only genre books I've read are ASoIaF (fun reading, imo) and I know nothing about the SW universe or whatever, so any opinions are appreciated.
Hello, /lit/, this is my first time posting here and I come in need of insight.
I'm a native portuguese speaker, and, while I am able to understand english pretty well, I am having trouble understanding a rather elusive passage by Lord Dunsany.
It's in the Distressing tale of Thangobrind the jeweller, in the passage that tells the fate of Thangobrind. It's been bugging me for a long time, and, though I enjoy very much the tale, the end just doesn't ring any bells to me. The passage reads:
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>>7502001 Thanks for yout insight. Yes, it's what I always thought. But there seems to be more to it than that. I should have probably mentioned that the pic is a representation of the tale made by Sidney Sime, Dunsany's collaborator. In it you can see the "house where the two men hang". Also, the hook is mentioned earlier in the tale, and the left-hand thing left me completely wondering.
I mean, I doubt this is what you're asking, but "those" is the subject. That could be tricky for a non-native speaker.
Those [men] whose duty it was to carry away guys like Thangobrind, indeed carried him away to the house where the two men hang.. They switched Thangobrind for the hanging man on the left of the two. The doom that Thangobrind had feared fell on him.
But I don't understand "as all men know though it is so long since." Or what the two men represent.
I tried to go to a Chinese restaurant today and they were closed. Aside from there is no-one to serve on this day. Sure enough, there are Muslims, there are Orthodox Christians and there are Atheists from Eastern Germany, but they immigrants and poor. They don't waste moneys on restaurants. For Germany that's the patrimony of Hitler.
You're pathetic, the voice said. I know, thought Virginia in response. She had been sitting refreshing the same websites over and over again for three hours. She didn't know what the voice was. It was powerful, overwhelming even, and she wasn't sure whether it was herself or something else. If you know then why aren't you doing anything about it? asked the voice. Start your assigned reading, it demanded. Virginia complied. It was actually quite motivating to have such a strong personality making demands of her. It made her feel like it was possible for her to be useful. She hadn't felt this way in a long time. She read the computer science textbook, and whenever she had a question she found the voice answering. In general, the voice was correct. It seemed smarter than her, more capable, more assertive. Yet it didn't truly hate her, even though it held her in low regard. Whenever she found herself distracted by someone whistling or making weird noises, the voice asked Shall I kill him for you? Virginia would say no, and the voice would politely obey. When Virginia was especially pathetic, the voice would take over completely and push Virginia to the side. This only happened on rare occasions, but was always an odd mixture of extremely uncomfortable and purely exhilarating. It was likely as a consequence of these occasions that Virginia learned the voice in her head was a dragon.At the time, Virginia was only on Lithium for depression. This was the depression that had accompanied her to within a hair of murder, until at last she had broken so thoroughly she became nearly catatonic. At this point, the noise had started to set in; the jumbled mixture of fragmentary thoughts and feelings that overlapped, contorted, connected, diverted, and at last scattered like shards of glass through her mind, causing sharp pains in her consciousness. The noise had come first. The dragon had come second. Virginia hated the noise. She loved the dragon. It had been such a long time since she'd seen a friend, and in truth it was difficult to say anymore who counted as her friend and who didn't. Besides coming out as trans, she was beginning to realize her friendship wasn't highly valued to begin with. Much of this was undoubtedly her own fault.The dragon was there for her, whether she wanted to be or not by all appearances. She was a source of tough love, someone to bounce ideas off of, and she granted a sense of meaning and comfort to Virginia. Later, after Virginia was placed on antipsychotics, she would sometimes intentionally go out of her way to try and reach the dragon again. The pills had put her out of reach, had made her sleep. Virginia found caffiene and cigarettes to be an effective combination in this respect. It hurt Virginia to be without her friend, but she knew it was her own choice to pursue treatment which had resulted in the absence. But even so, she heard whispers sometimes, saw shadows. The relief this brought to Virginia was indescribable.
>>7501846 It feels very disaffected, and not in a good way. The language is a bit too homogeneous: almost every sentence begins with a pronoun or a very obvious transitional phrase. Mix things up a bit. Use a more active voice in places. Read more and don't be afraid to copy other people's styles: you'll eventually synthesize it into something all your own.
I speak in innuendo and smells and swears. Homies like to say I’ll die young, before I finish my masterpiece or whatever, but that’s aight: talk to me for a tiny bit and you got a part of it right there. My vibrations will live on. Bitch. I’m an angle I act like I can sleep on an airplane, and who knows the difference? Not even the fuckboy in the next seat, trying to feel me up. Let’s say now that I stage a fake kidnapping: what then? Damn, assuming perfect actors, I’d get shot and pulled in just like a real criminal. Who’s to say any of the shit I done’s... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Are you guys selfish about your insights? I mean on here. Since we're anonymous, we don't really get any credit for good posts. Putting effort into posts is rarely rewarded and often punished. I want to share my knowledge with people, but they don't seem receptive, and not receiving any positive acknowledgment makes me not want to.
On the other hand really, really great posts are acknowledged, but I feel like most of the time these posts have a kind of sensational aspect to them. That makes no room for the humbler, subtler insights that can help people... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
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