Foreshadowing LGBT
Foreshadowing – A good writer will give warnings or indication in hints or clues to an unknown future event.
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Foreshadowing – A good writer will give warnings or indication in hints or clues to an unknown future event.
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I must begin this article by stating I am a huge apocalyptic reader fan. I’ve read a ton of this subgenre. I watch movies and listen to audibles. I’m not the know all but I enjoy a good Apoc book that tells me how things might END THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT .
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Everything (2) About Apocalyptic Writing by JL Nich This is part two of my Apocalyptic blog series. The first part linked here. In this article I’ve discussed Where does the story takes place? What is the main characters true dilemma? How do you end a story like this? The Walking Dead A group of survivors,
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Writers build worlds. Readers critique worlds. It’s a simple formula called Writer bleeds from the readers cut. Of course, there are band-aid readers too but knives to band-aid are 100:1. That’s a random ratio made up in my very creative mind.
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Fantasy is a genre everyone can relate too. Magic, fairy tales, superheroes are just the start.
Fantasy is escapism into the unlimited world of the imagination. The genre brings to life elements that do not exist in the real world. Think of conceived weapons such as the StarWars lightsaber or The StarTrek phaser or Wonder Womans Lasso of Truth. Or go much grander as fantasy worlds are imagined in such grandiose details such as Westeros from Game of Thrones or Dunes Arrakis.
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“Debbie? We understand that you have what we consider ‘gifts’ in the areas of hearing, mind functions such as projection and empathy, and some dreaming capabilities.
Girlfriend model Gra74-C23, affectionately known as ‘Gracie’, touched her metal fingertips against her flesh covered thigh.
Demia, drenched in sweat, her chest rose with the deep pull of oxygen she gulped back into her lungs. This time I’m not naked, her ruby lips curled at the stray thought.