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writing is hard
writing is hard
I feel this in my soul
No one asked but:
For anyone who feels this, let your first sentence be crappy.
Building up momentum while writing is the easiest way to get the story flowing but you need to start somewhere. And the start might just have to be crappy.
Like, let your first sentence be “It was raining.” “He was unhappy.” “When he woke up, his head was hurting.” It’s easy to be hyper-critical of the first sentence you write and that can lead to typing and erasing for hours and giving up. Let it be bland and generic and dull just so you can get the ball rolling.
Edit it later.
Write a place-holder first sentence (sentences, paragraph) that sucks, and then write the rest of the chapter, and then go back and fix that sentence last.
i’d like to add that those opening sentences aren’t actually ‘crappy’ at all, storytelling-wise. ‘it was raining’ sets a tone and states a fact, and allows for the placement of characters in relation to the rain. ‘he was unhappy’ is a fact that sets a hook and allows for expansion, giving the pov character a problem to deal with right off the bat—why is he unhappy? how are we gonna fix that? (or make it worse, but yknow.) ditto ‘when he woke up, his head was hurting‘—it stands to follow that, at some point, he’s going to get out of bed to fix that, or lie still and suffer and regret whatever made his head hurt.
so, second piece of writing advice:
any fact, just pick one thing about the beginning of the story you wanna tell. if it gives the pov character a dilemma or trouble, all the better. it’s not the only way to start, but it’s simple and fairly concrete as a starting line.
definitely still give yourself permission to suck and rewrite later on, but if you just don’t know how to start, see if you can identify something about your story—where are we (location, time, in relation to some other event), what are we doing (verbs!), and/or what’s troubling us (pain, worry, discomfort, confusion, suspicion, etc.)—and slap it down.
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Day 6: Social Media AU
Here is some ChloNino for the soul! I hope you like it. Can’t believe week 1 is already almost over! Hopefully you have enjoyed each of my short submissions. I’ve enjoyed trying out new pairings that I’d never written before, and maybe I’ll write some more of them soon! Follow @thinkoutsidethelovesquare for all of the details on the rest of the month! I will also be remixing one of my own fics for week 4, so look forward to that eventually! (Note: They are aged up in this fic, I assume early-mid-twenties or so and Nino works as a DJ at a nightclub)
Nino flipped a new record over onto his stand, bobbing his head to the beat as Chloe sat and watched, her phone raised and recording a video for her Snapchat. Nino cocked a brow at her as she typed the caption and turned it around for him to read.
“My hot DJ hard at work #blessed” it read, and Nino chuckled a little.
“Aren’t you bored sitting up here with me? Don’t you wanna get down and dance?” He asked, fiddling with the settings on his sound board a little as he transitioned into the new song.
“What and have sweaty low-lifes trying to grind on me? No thanks.” Her nose wrinkled a little, and she shook her head before hopping off the table where she sat and pacing over to lean her head against his shoulder. “I like being up here with you.”
“Well, I don’t mind the company, so stay as long as you like,” He said, pecking her cheek affectionately.
“Smile!” She requested, holding her phone up.
“Babe, I’m working. I don’t have time to pose with some silly flower crown filter,” He scolded gently, stepping away.
“But I need all of our friends to know how cute and happy we are.” She pouted, but he gave her an unwavering frown of disapproval. “Quick one? No filter.”
“Alright.” He rolled his eyes, and wrapped his arms around her waist, leaning his head against hers. She snapped the photo and examined it thoughtfully.
“The lighting is all wrong, can we-”
“Chloe,” Nino warned, flipping through his records.
“Fine,” She sighed as if it were the biggest inconvenience before swiping through different filters. “Okay, now one for Instagram.” Nino gave her a look. “What? Marinette and Adrien post the most horrendously adorable photos, and I want people to be jealous of how great we are together.”
“You’re gonna get me fired,” He teased, pinching her sides and pressing his lips to hers for another photo. “I love you, but no more.”
“I’ll just get you after work then,” She huffed, slipping her phone back into her purse.
“After hours, you can do whatever you’d like with me,” He said with a laugh, and she snaked her arms around him from behind and kissed his shoulder.
“Don’t I always?” She murmured, pinching his butt playfully before moving around to the stairs. “I’m gonna go tweet pictures of drinks so you can work.”
“Thank you,” He called as she skipped off toward the bar.
His phone buzzed in his pocket with Chloe’s insta notification, and he smiled down at the caption that read: “Bothering my honey in the booth. I love him so much!” followed by several heart and kissy face emojis. As annoying as she could be sometimes, he had to admit that she could be pretty damn cute.
The first one was a big hit, so I hope you’re ready for a second one! These can work with ANY fandom! Reblog if you wish! (Please give credit, to where credit is due <3)!