Autor: Merriam A. Grain
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A mí alrededor
Cuatro alfombras a mí alrededor.Una paticorta y enredado lo ensortijado.La otra casi pelona.Sombra de regreso del inframundo, licencia poética ladrada del libre amor.La una aulla, gruñe y muerde.Cria de dinosaurio rubio y saltón.La otra sonríe con el susto olvidado que aprendió como disculpa perene.Otra licencia, menos poética y menos perruna que la anterior. Al punto…
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¿Es un verbo declarativo un acontecimiento narrativo?
AL INTRODUCIR EL BENDITO VERBO DECLARATIVO, SE FOCALIZA LA EMOCIÓN QUE OCURRE Y ESO, eso ES UN ACONTECIMIENTO NARRATIVO.
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Screenwriting Fundamentals (by Blake Snyder, now with salty notes by me) p3
Our character is enjoying or disenjoying life the way we humans do. And since life is something as riding a plane… It is kinda safe but there’s always the perk of fail and crash thus our job, as writers, is to push our character and get them off their life plane without a parachute. It…
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My cat
Attentive to barks,Her ears turn and head.Yellow eyed marshmallow,I wished to devour.She plainly lies on me,When the beans I need to clean.Her warmth makes it harder to bear,the rest of my being,Getting chilly to wind. Will I disturb this spirit of dark?Not in a while.Let her do her evil arts.I’ll remain spelled to pet and…
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Creencia
La gente cree que son las personas las que dan forma a los cuentos. En realidad, es justo al revés. Los cuentos existen con independencia de los que participan en ellos. Si uno sabe todo eso, el conocimiento es poder. Los cuentos, grandes jirones aleteantes de espaciotiempo, llevan revoloteando y desenrollándose por el universo desde…
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Screenwriting Fundamentals (by Blake Snyder, peppered with more nonsensical criminal notes by me) p2
… Opening image, me in the bed writing under the blankets. Why? Cause is freaking cold here! Deduce the rest my dear Sherlock. FROM OPENING IMAGE TO AMBIANCE Snyder’s guide takes us from the opening image to environment. How was our character’s life BEFORE the triggering event? Is they single, divorced, sexually active[1]? Do they…
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Evil?
I am the frozen winter night,behind your window turning you mad.I’m the snow piling up,Atop the mountains’ peaks.About to fall and erase your town. Waiting in danger.I am what makes the dark a lonely sight.The slightly want.I am what makes spring a fertile time.Once death has taken away what might.And you expect. But I can’t…