I was told about my subject and predicate writing was almost good, but the word content came up and why should I put in content writing? I am happy with the subject and predicate writing. I am still baffled with the flow of each words within a sentence. I am looking for some order within each sentence, but then there's the paragraph itself for flow from the sentences. I am aware of the words within the sentence, but again it's the flow of the words within the sentence that has me bewildered. In the Dick and Jane story it's about dick and Jane. But in that time did they have subject and predicates in all sentences? Writer One
There are so many rules. The best I can do is general creative writing and fanatical editing and critique myself. We all have a fault and perfection is it. I am going to follow my way/style and pick up what I can from other members. I write from my mind and heart. I see where the words themselves are the bedrock of writing. I destroyed any attempt to write correctly including subject and predicate, yet these two words make a little sense to me, but not with every sentence. I use the word flow because I sense the the words should flow, and that is one way to keep the reader busy. I love words and also to see them down on this screen. I am proud to be a member of this forum but I feel I am below where all of you are. My imperfection was twenty years without editing I just put down a subject and storied away. I now see my errors. But as a senior citizen we should be overlooked as far our imperfections, for someday you to will be there and will know what I am writing about. Thanks for listening. Writer One
I am fanatical about creating words, but they have to make sense to the reader, otherwise why write? Writing is another form of communicating with others. To see the words instead of speaking them is part of the art of writing. Our knowledge within us shows the reader we can go one step forward producing the art, not creating it. To create a picture without words is also another way to produce knowledge from within our selves, as is speaking. But instead of colors, we have just words. They say a picture is worth a thousand words and it is true. Do our words create within us thoughts that can change the thoughts of the other person? If so then our words are more than just words they might even be a truth which the other person might not want to hear and I have been there. Do our words have a knowledge where we can create a word that can change a persons thoughts? This thought is something I am working on, to change ones beliefs to a truth instead of a wrong truth using words instead of speaking it. Writer One
I once thought my thoughts were my enemy, but after thinking about it, maybe they are not. It could be my ego trying to think, no, this is a bad idea? I have been negative all my life and listened to my thoughts instead of questioning them? They have been in charge of me since I believed them first. Ah ha! Now maybe the table is turned and it's my turn to say no instead. There's a thought. Why would one believe there thoughts in the first place? For the first time in my life it seems I am in control of me and not my thoughts Writer One
I look in my mirror and wonder who is looking back. I know his face and even his name, but I wonder who he really is. I have gotten out of touch with with him and he seems so distant. I see the senior within him yet I know him not. I would hope he is happy, but his eyes seem dark and foreboding. I sense his emotions and they to are also dark and foreboding as well. I wonder what makes him happy. If he is like me his emotions are always bothering him with negativism's which is his true side, and he probably wonders about if he could be happy and how would he do that? These are all negative traits and after his life time what else does he see in the future for his happiness? I suspect he doesn't. I suspect he thinks he would like to just close his eyes and drift off into hopefully heaven, but if he is married like me he cannot even do that. My wife has cancer and is awaiting her results from her last blood test as to either take Chemo for her cancer or not to take Chemo because of her age. He and I will hang in together and see what happens next. Hopefully she will not need Chemo and together he and I shall smile again for the first time in a long while. Writer One
I have heard about the future of English. What do all of you think about it? I tried to understand it and failed. I love present day English and general writing, but I do not give it the respect it needs to be understood. I haven't a clue how it was create from German. I believe Hebrew was the first language, but where it lost itself I will never understand. Thoughts? writer one
By being part of this forum, all of you have shown me your thoughts and caring about creative writing. My writing habits are sealed within my mind and heart and my experiences as well. And what I've seen, all of you have done great! The word envy come to mind. There are those who cannot for whatever reason write, which is to me a gift from God to you. Just think you who have the talent to persuade others to write are the future and desperately are needed in the world to introduce your work to them and too give them the thought that they to can write creative and from the heart and mind and soul. That's the longest sentence I have ever written! I beg for your patience's with me for my spelling, grammar, sentence structure to be understandable by the readers. Am I anywhere near that part? What are my bad parts that I need to improve in? writer one
I only see what I know using my experiences in my life. Writing out side of that seems alien to me. I asking myself what's the purpose of writing in the first place? That question alone haunts me greatly. I am a sensitive person and I think I as searching for answers that might help me figure out what I am here to do. One of those questions is my wife has cancer and it is my job to take care of her, which I am doing. but then come to find out I have Add and I am High Strung which complicates my life greatly. My family and friends and you might see where I am coming from when I ask questions. I am starting to think writing is a therapy or a outlet for me. I do not wish to even admit I have these problems, but now I know and understand they must me dealt with. At the same time trying to put the words together for others to understand my plight, if they to have one. My mind reels before me when I search for answers and do not know what the questions are to use. The word muddle comes to mind. writer one
The word caring comes to mind. Fed clothed taken care of etc. But they say that kissing and hugging are the essential's in caring and love. I feel I was left out tog that loop when I was a child. My parents cared for me the best they knew how is my excuse for not understanding the true word called love. I never remembered kissing or hugging my two children, but my two boys and I went everywhere together. They are grown now and I am reflecting these thoughts from my past. They know and understand I love them faults and all and vice versa. I think the more one truly, loves the harder it is to not cry when they die. Age I have down perfectly, remembering ones past brings depression tears and regret the things one didn't do when one had the chance to do. For the rest of my life the only thing I can do, "is love everybody" regardless of there faults. My heart is broken with these memories. God forgive me as well. My emotions have all my life controlled me and not vice versa. Is it better to love with the mind instead of the heart? Is it possible to love from the mind than the heart? It is said, love comes from the heart, understanding comes from the mind. It would seem both these entities are spiritual, if that is the case how can one not believe in God? writer one
The word caring comes to mind. Fed clothed taken care of etc. But they say that kissing and hugging are the essential's in caring and love. I feel I was left out tog that loop when I was a child. My parents cared for me the best they knew how is my excuse for not understanding the true word called love. I never remembered kissing or hugging my two children, but my two boys and I went everywhere together. They are grown now and I am reflecting these thoughts from my past. They know and understand I love them faults and all and vice versa. I think the more one truly, loves the harder it is to not cry when they die. Age I have down perfectly, remembering ones past brings depression tears and regret the things one didn't do when one had the chance to do. For the rest of my life the only thing I can do, "is love everybody" regardless of there faults. My heart is broken with these memories. God forgive me as well. My emotions have all my life controlled me and not vice versa. Is it better to love with the mind instead of the heart? Is it possible to love from the mind than the heart? It is said, love comes from the heart, understanding comes from the mind. It would seem both these entities are spiritual, if that is the case how can one not believe in God? writer one
I call the box the box of knowledge or the truth. Both which I do not accept because of my raising. My parents were alcoholics and I blamed myself and was a loner for the rest of my life because of it. I do not want to see what I now see and understand because that alone is my handicap, not recognizing it, this late in my life. I have friends and family who will help me get help and deal with this problem. But I am beside myself because I would not recognize this and my family does. writer one
The word perfect haunts me because I do not want to be perfect, but like every one else, human. Yet I have been diagnosed with Add and High Strung tendencies. I want to please people because of my handicaps. I seem to argue about things I do not want to do, like learn grammar and do it my way instead. Where did I go wrong? writer one
It seems I am ruint when writing because of e-mail or general writing. I babbled a lot and paid no attention to any points I've made, if I made them. I am at war with using words when writing because everyone has there opinions and points they want to make when writing. When I e-mailed others I never ever thought about editing, never! I for one do not believe in the word perfect. I understand the English language to a point or words if you wish. The question is, is there hope for me because of the way I believe? writer one
I write to learn and find friends. I want to share my experiences of my life with others so they to might not make the mistakes I have made in my seventy two years. Like think before judging others, assuming things by guessing instead of get the true facts first etc. Being a senior citizen is hard because we jump to conclusions without the truth behind us. My thoughts and feelings rule me and not vice versa. I would like to turn that around and be logical like Spock on Star trek. I sense I have waited to late to help others with their problems. What I just wrote makes sense to me. I write from my heart and emotions. Can these blogs be edited or have someone in the forum return their thoughts as well? writer one
I now see when I wrote e-mail style I didn't edit I just babbled. I had a subject and then I just babbled the rest. I became bewildered when I took a course in writing in English at seventy two. I would write what I thought was a legitiment sentence and then the editor would change part or all of the sentence to it's correction. I am a fanatic about each sentence having a subject and a predict, but words have different meanings per word within a sentence. How does some words add this or that within the sentence to the readers understanding? I am asking questions about how to use words correctly within a sentence and not stray away from the original subject. Like the cat sat on the mat, cat is the subject and mat is the predicate, every word in this sentence is orderly, but how do I keep it orderly? writer one