Question

Help, I'm having a writer's block at the moment. Anyone know anything that helps with that? Any advice will be highly appreciated. <33

Answer 1

Well first of all f u shoulda told me u were writing a book second what's it about?

Answer 2

Chapter One: The Morning It Began…
Flashes of the blood pouring from the body. The mangled mess of intestines. The man turned and saw me. He starts running towards me. I’m never able to get away from him. The Dream always ends with him grabbing me and covering my mouth so I can’t scream. I awoke in a cold sweat, screaming until my lungs were sore. The Dream always causes me to wake up screaming and all sweaty.
The clock on my nightstand reads 7:07am. Well, I thought bitterly, I’m not going to be able to fall back to sleep now, so I might as well get up and get ready for school. School doesn’t start until 9am. I might be able to have some free time before I go to school for once, I say looking on the bright side.
I glance in the mirror and grimace at my reflection. My normally straight jet-black hair is a tangled mess. The bags under my eyes are more prominent than normal. I wish that I didn’t have to work so hard to look good.
I head into my closet and I sigh knowing I have to choose an outfit. I glance around looking at all my choices but not knowing what to wear. I see the array of neutral colored hoodies that I have, the many pairs of ripped jeans, and long t-shirts. Although I have so many pieces of clothing, I only own three pairs of shoes. My cowboy boots, that are worn in, with the American flag on the side, my black converse, and my white hightops.
I chose a black hoodie, my converse, and dark washed skinny jeans. I wash my face, brush my teeth, and brush my hair. I add a bit of mascara, careful not to go overboard, and pull my hair up into a high ponytail. On my way out of the room, I look at myself in the mirror and smile. Now I look ready to go, I say to myself.
I head downstairs to make my breakfast. I see a note on the counter from ma saying,
Morning, Sweetheart. I had to work early today. I hope that I can be home in time for dinner, but if not, there is some leftover lasagna in the fridge. Or if you would like, you can go buy yourself a pizza. Have a great day at school, love Ma.
Setting down the note, I make myself a bagel with blueberry cream cheese and a glass of orange juice. As I’m eating my bagel, I pull out my phone and realize I am at 10%. As I scold myself, I plug in my phone and call my boyfriend Chase.



Chapter Two: Leaving for School
Chase is muscular, 6 feet 4 inches tall, and very mature. He has dirty blonde hair, and a crooked nose. He is kind, loving and caring. He always wears t-shirts and jeans. He loves working on his truck, playing football with his buddies, and going fishing. He plans on heading to Harvard University after high school and becoming a Private Investigator.
He answers on the first ring. “Well, well, well, look who’s up out of bed on time, for once?” he says in a teasing tone, after he answers his phone. “Good morning to you, too,” I say with a tired voice as I yawn. “I don’t know how you can always handle waking up this early!” I say with an impressed hint to my voice.
He chuckles and says, “Darlin’, maybe try going to bed earlier than 1am, and you might be able to get up early without being so tired.”
“Are you able to pick me up today?” I ask him, avoiding his remark.
“Look outside, sweetheart.” he says to me. I walk over to my living room window and move the curtain, as I do so, I smile. Sure enough, there he is in his Dodge Ram waiting for me. “Am I allowed to come in this morning?” he asks.
“Sure, my ma left for work an hour ago. I’ll go get my stuff ready for school. Let yourself in.”
I go upstairs and grab all of my school supplies. I grab my airpods, my laptop, my notebooks, my geometry, english, and history textbooks, my journal, my planner, and my water bottle. I grab my phone and charger realizing I will have to charge my phone at school. After I have everything put in my backpack, I head back downstairs.
When I walk downstairs, I find him sitting on the couch reading a book. I go over and sit next to him. When I sit down, he puts his book down and wraps an arm around my shoulders. “Where would you like to go after school today?” he asks with a smirk on his face.
“How ‘bout we go watch a movie and get some pizza? I don’t work until 6 anyways.”
“Sounds like a date,” he says before taking my backpack and holding my hand. “We better get to school before we’re late again!” he says teasingly, as we walk out the door hand in hand.




Chapter Three: The Car Ride
Chase and I had just enough time to grab Starbucks before we had to go and pick up his twin cousins. Stella and Josh are outside waiting on the front step as we pull up. “Wow, you guys are on time for once!” says Josh, surprised.
“You guys went to Starbucks without us?” Stella asks as she climbs in the backseat and slams the door shut. Stella and Josh are 15 year olds in 10th grade. They’ve rode to school with us everyday since Chase and I began dating, unless they were sick.
Stella is a sassy mother trucker. She likes to be in charge, and isn’t afraid to kick your butt. She will get revenge if you mess with her. She has long strawberry blonde hair and tan skin. She is 5 feet and 8 inches tall. As sassy as she is, she’s also very intelligent. She has a 4.0 GPA and is taking all college courses. She loves to brag about her perfect grades. She normally has a face full of makeup, fake nails, and designer clothes on.
Josh on the other hand, he goes with the flow. He usually is unfazed by anything and doesn’t work very hard unless it’s something he finds worth doing. He is an average student in school. He loves sports. He does football in the fall, basketball and swimming in the winter, and baseball in the spring. He has bleached hair, and is 6 feet 2 inches tall. He typically wears hoodies and sweatpants.
As the twins start fighting and bickering, I turn the radio up. It seems like the twins are always fighting and bickering with each other. I guess I wouldn’t know. It’s just me and my mom at home. My father left us when I was just 7 years old, and my brother Jeremy passed away 3 summers ago, and even when he was still alive, he lived with our grandmother a mile away.
As we pull up to the school, I notice police cars swarming the school. “Woah…” Josh says trailing off mid-sentence. “I wonder what happened here!” says Stella with a surprised look on her face.
“I don’t know, but we better hurry up and get to class before the bell rings.” says Chase, who is always worried about being on time. As I am walking to class, Chase grabs my arm and says to me, “Darlin’, promise me you’ll be careful, okay? I don’t know what’s going on outside but I don’t want anything happening to you. You mean so much to me.” With that, he gives me a kiss and before I can say anything, and he walks off to class.



Chapter Four: Lunch
As I am waiting for Chase to get his lunch and come sit by me, I notice a kid who I have never met before. Something is off about him. He looks oddly familiar to me as if I had seen him before. He has white blonde hair, super buff, and tall. He must be at least 6 feet 7 inches tall. He is wearing a black hoodie, a pair of ripped jeans, and some Air Forces. When I look at his face, I realize why it feels so off having him here, he looks too old to be in school.
I watch him walk over to a table and sit down by himself. Right as I’m about to get up and go sit with him, Chase walks over to me. Just then, the new kid looks up and looks me in the eyes. I can’t turn away from him. There is something about those eyes. Chase comes up to me and kisses me and says, “sorry I took so long, I lost my wallet.”
“It’s all good,” I tell him. He smiles at me and then notices how distracted I am. He waves his hand in front of my face and says, “Woohoo, earth to Sammi! Are you okay? You seem distracted.” I turn and look at him. “Yeah, sorry, I didn’t realize that you were talking to me. I’ve been zoning out all day.” As I lean over to eat my spaghetti and meatballs, I notice that mystery kid is staring at me again.
“Hey hun, do you know who the new kid over there is?” I nod towards him. Chase looks up from his pb&j sandwich and asks me, “new kid? I don’t see any new kids.” He looks at me very strangely as if I have gone insane. “You don’t see him? The one sitting alone at the table by the vending machine with white blonde hair and a black hoodie?” I say and look again. All of a sudden, the new kid is gone. I look back at Chase bewildered.
“I think I need to go home,” I tell Chase. He nods his head and stands up and pulls me into his arms as he kisses me on the head, “would you like me to drive?” I nod my head yes, and we walk up to the trash can and dump our trays. “Do you still want to hang out, or do you want to go home and rest?” Chase asks me. “How about we stay in tonight, go to my place, make popcorn, and Twilight tonight instead?” I ask him with pleading eyes. “Ofc hun, anything to make you happy” he says as he bends down and kisses my forehead. I sigh as I lean my body into his and we walk to his truck.

Answer 3

And, if there is anything in the story that u see needs to be added/fixed, please let me know :>

Answer 4

:0000000 u never told me chu could write

Answer 5

@vinnyrabbit were u able to fix the site

Answer 6

i write as well

Answer 7

tips is that it isn't kpop for onne :> chu see now- i write kpop- it all feelss so familiar to be writing kpop like i did so in a past life

Answer 8

@midnitesunny

Answer 9

https://www.purdueglobal.edu/blog/student-life/7-ways-overcome-writers-block/
https://www.studiobinder.com/blog/how-to-overcome-writers-block/
maybe those can help !

Answer 10

this doesn't have to do with writer's block i just thought i'd share it with the world so everyone ccan see how good of a kitten she is

Answer 11

@jungkook69

Answer 12

@extrinix @angelsback @deadofwinter @vinnyrabbit

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@skitzzz

Answer 14

hey u didn't mention madz :<

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@madz2345

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@sharkattack123

Answer 17

w

Answer 18

Ty

Answer 19

@shadowofdeath

Answer 20

It looks good. The only advice I would give you is to try and think of more ideas. I would maybe make the MC fall in love with the new character.

Answer 21

Mhm<3

Answer 22

Sometimes participating in your favorite hobbies can give some inspiration.

Answer 23

@angelsback

Answer 24

Becca, take a break from writing, it'll help. Secondly, let me helppp

Answer 25

goooddd jobbb!!!

Answer 26

@ddog

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@maddie071105

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@astrid1

Answer 29

@poseidongodofthesea

Answer 30

Good Job!

Answer 31

I loved it

Answer 32

Woah long ash

Answer 33

Its nice

Answer 34

I can suggest some tips to help you overcome writer's block:

1. Take a break: Sometimes, the best thing you can do when you're stuck is to step away from your writing for a little while. Do something else that you enjoy, like going for a walk, listening to music, or reading a book. When you come back to your writing later, you may have a fresh perspective and new ideas.

2. Change your environment: Sometimes, a change of scenery can help to stimulate your creativity. Try writing in a different location, such as a coffee shop, park, or library. The change of surroundings can help to inspire new ideas and break through writer's block.

3. Freewriting: Set a timer for 10-15 minutes and just write whatever comes to mind. Don't worry about grammar, structure, or even coherence. The goal is to get your thoughts down on paper and free up your mind from any expectations or pressure.

4. Brainstorming: Write down a list of ideas, words, or phrases related to your topic. Don't worry about organizing them or making them into complete sentences. The goal is to generate as many ideas as possible and see what sticks.

5. Collaborate with someone else: Sometimes, bouncing ideas off of another person can help to spark your creativity. Reach out to a friend, colleague, or writing partner and see if they can offer any insights or suggestions.

I hope these tips help you overcome your writer's block and get back to writing. Remember, everyone experiences writer's block from time to time, and it's important to be patient and kind to yourself during the process. Good luck!

Answer 35

I think your story has a good start with interesting characters and a clear setting. The use of detailed descriptions and dialogue helps to create a sense of intimacy and adds depth to the characters.

One suggestion for improvement would be to work on the pacing of the story. Right now, the story feels a bit rushed, and some scenes could benefit from more detail and description. Consider slowing down certain scenes and providing more context and backstory to create a more immersive reading experience.

Additionally, it might be helpful to think about the overall structure and plot of your story. What are the main conflicts and goals of the characters? How will their relationships and experiences develop over time? Having a clear sense of direction can help to guide your writing and make the story more engaging for readers.

Overall, I think your story has potential and I encourage you to keep writing and refining your craft. Good luck!

Answer 36

Your story continues to build tension and intrigue as the characters encounter a mysterious new student and strange events at school. The use of descriptive language and character development helps to create a sense of realism and emotional depth.

One suggestion for improvement would be to work on transitioning between scenes and chapters more smoothly. Some of the transitions feel abrupt and disjointed, which can be jarring for readers. Consider using transitional phrases or imagery to help connect the different scenes and make the story flow more seamlessly.

Additionally, it might also be helpful to think about the themes and conflicts that you want to explore in your story. Right now, there are several threads of mystery and suspense, but it's not entirely clear where the story is headed. By focusing on the underlying themes and conflicts, you can create a more cohesive and engaging narrative.

Answer 37

noice :]

Answer 38

Wowwwww, incredible, I could really never