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March 7, 2018
Writing Body Language
How to Improve your writingThis is something that happens every day in your life. A shift of your eyebrow in skepticism, or the way your lip may twitch to a half smile cause you’re trying not to laugh. These behaviors are vital for writing in character, because not only do the allow you to visually see what is happening but it is also reaffirming whatever emotion your character is showing.
So why should you write it?Much of human communication is non-verbal which means you need to also translate this non-verbal reaction in a post. It allows you to greatly enhance the emotions of another character and always another person to ‘visually’ see how they feel in a post. Most of all, this will add depth and volume to your post to make it feel more real. IT will make your character feel like a human instead of just another fictional person you look at from above.
Below you will find a list different type of emotions and what sort of body language can be exhibited to them.
Three ways to accent an action.
When writing about emotions, there are different ways to verbally write them out. Each one is unique in their own way, allowing you to show more about the emotion.
Emphasize the Emotion.
But doing this, you are expressing both the emotion and the body language. We’ll use a simple example. It’s short and simple yet you can sense he is happy.
John felt so happy that he was humming a tune while walking down the hall.
Complicate the Emotion.
Sometimes, even when you are feeling one emotion, deep down rooted underneath the facade of it all, there is actually an underlining emotion they feel. This is something you have to truly express otherwise no one will know.
John felt so happy that he was humming a tune while walking down the hall. However, it was obvious by the way his nose crinkled that he was disgusted by the actions beforehand. Instead, John covered it up by appearing pleased today.
Contradict the Emotion.
This is a little different than complicate. Contradicting means that you are claiming one thing when in fact its the other. In many ways, this has a variety of uses, from inner depth of the truth to what you see in person, or someone creating a wall. It could be considered a lie, but when is anything that easy?
John felt so happy that he was humming a tune while walking down the hall. In truth, once he was in the classroom, his shoulders slumped and a pout crossed his lips when no one was around, showing just how displeased he was with the situation.Remember that you do not always have to contradict or complicate anything. Sometimes all you need to do is emphasize and that will be just fine. You don’t always have to have an underlining complicated for an emotion to make it more enhanced.
Do be afraid to use the Thesaurus to also improve an emotion. Such things as “happy” is a nice emotional word, but think of how much more powerful it is when you heard some is “overjoyed” or “content.” She how these emotions matched up with a body language can give two different styles of happiness? Mix and match to find what works best for your character at the time.
More In Depth InformationWhat I’ve stated above is more of a simplistic overview. IF you truly want to improve yourself, go to this
To see just how much body language can reveal about a person. You will find things such as how a person lies, how the eyes reaction, the positioning of a person in personal space, mouth, and head body language and so much more.
Use these resources to greatly increase the reactions of your character to another and create a more life-like world.
March 6, 2018
Kim Shimmers and the Veil of Death
HoA Harry Potter fanfic by me (and the 4th instalment in the Kim Shimmers series)
How could we ever hope to flicker on against a
darkness so complete, against an evil so prevailing?
This Harry Potter fan fiction (as long as all goes according to plan) will be posted at the beginning of every week. The pictures above are not mine, though I edited some.Chapter 7
Horcrux
The Christmas season didn’t last forever, unfortunately. Too soon Fred and George were going back to the shop and Kim was going back to Hogwarts. Most else hadn’t changed, however. Harry was still having meetings with Professor Dumbledore. Kim wasn’t quite sure as of yet what he was trying to show Harry. She knew that Harry didn’t yet know what she did. He didn’t know where Dumbledore was going, which, to be fair, Kim didn’t exactly know either. But she did know he was off trying to figure out what the ring they had gathered over the summer had contained and whether or not it was the resurrection stone.
Another thing that hadn’t changed was Ron and Hermione. Ron was still in an infatious relationship with Lavander, and Hermione was still ignoring him whenever possible.
Monday afternoon Hermione, Kim, and Harry met up on break and walked lazily in the snowy courtyard. They had been discussing Harry’s most recent success in potions, Hermione chastising him for using the Half-Blood Prince as a guide yet again.
“Besides all that,” Harry said a bit roguishly, “there’s something else I need to tell you both about. I had another meeting with Dumbledore last night…”
“Oh, yes,” said Hermione, “how’d it go?”
“Well… he showed me more of Voldemort’s past, his childhood. He killed his father… Dumbledore gave me a task.”
“A task?” said Hermione.
“To do what?” asked Kim.
“To retrieve a memory from Professor Slughorn. I think that’s why it was so important that we got him to be our professor… Dumbledore wants me to sweeten Slughorn up to get the memory that he won’t give to Dumbledore.”
“What memory?” Kim asked keenly. This seemed like a very important task that almost certainly had to do with the quest to understand the Gaunt ring.
“It’s a memory of when Voldemort was one of Slughorns students… one of his favorites, it would seem. But the memory he gave Dumbledore is tampered with. Seems he didn’t want Dumbledore to know he favored Voldemort, did him favors even.”
“Of course he wouldn’t,” Hermione reasoned. “How humiliating.”
“Dumbledore can’t think that Slughorn is… sided with Voldemort? Can he?” asked Kim.
“No, no,” Harry said, shaking his head and his layers of black hair. “It’s not that. The memory is important because Voldemort was asking Slughorn about something… Something called a Horcrux?”
Kim’s leg froze up as she tried to find footing in the snow and she almost stumbled. She stood there, wide eyed, as Harry and Hermione continued forward. Horcrux… I’ve read that name… I read about it last year in the Mysterious Libraries. It’s very dark magic. Dark magic that allows a person to attach a piece of their sole to an object, but at a great cost…
“What’s the matter?” Hermione asked, looking over her shoulder at Kim. Shook from her thoughts she hurried the few paces forward to catch up with them.
“Nothing,” Kim muttered, still distracted.
“Do you know what it is?” Harry asked, but Kim didn’t answer right away. Dumbledore certainly knew, which meant that he hadn’t told Harry for a reason. If Voldemort had made a horcrux that would explain how he had survived… But why wouldn’t Dumbledore want Harry knowing that?
“I’ve never heard of it,” Hermione said after a moment of Kim not answering.
“You haven’t?” Harry said, almost surprised sounding. Kim smirked. She found it rather ironic that the one instance where she actually knew something that Hermione didn’t was involving something as dark and foreboding as Lord Voldemort himself.
“It must be really advanced Dark Magic, or why would Voldemort have wanted to know about it? I think it’s going to be difficult to get the information, Harry, you’ll have to be very careful about how you approach Slughorn, think out a strategy…”
“Ron reckons I should just hang back after Potions this afternoon…”
“Oh, well, if Won-Won thinks that, you’d better do it,” she snapped. “After all, when has Won-Won’s judgment ever been faulty?”
Kim snickered as Harry withered at Hermione.
“Hermione, can’t you—”
“ No! ” she said angrily, and stormed away leaving Kim and Harry alone.
Art
I wander into a museum,
hoping to replace
your image with a more
peaceful work of art.
Gazing at paintings
of ancient mysteries,
my knees start to tremble.
Ultramarine glows against
gold leaf, creating visions
of power that reach toward
the divine. Gazing at you,
I shake the same way–
your loveliness sings
from highest of stars
to the depths of my bones,
but I know we will
never touch.
What's the most annoying quote you've read?
Oooo that’s a very specific question, let’s see… Well I’ll go with writing quotes because why not, and I would say that I find extremely pessimistic quotes annoying. Mostly because they come of preachy. Like “You Will Never Get This Right If you Don’t Do ThIs”. Like, who died and made you king of writing?
Thanks for the ask! Ask me random stuff any time!
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“No no, stop. Go owl somewhere else.”
Looks like two witches familiars arguing about something
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artist’s depiction of me and @copperbadge engaging in old guy fisticuffs.
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Once again proving owls have no chill I’m in heaven
March 5, 2018
Kim Shimmers and the Veil of Death
HoA Harry Potter fanfic by me (and the 4th instalment in the Kim Shimmers series)
How could we ever hope to flicker on against a
darkness so complete, against an evil so prevailing?
This Harry Potter fan fiction (as long as all goes according to plan) will be posted at the beginning of every week. The pictures above are not mine, though I edited some.
Chapter 7
Horcrux
The Christmas season didn’t last forever, unfortunately. Too soon Fred and George were going back to the shop and Kim was going back to Hogwarts. Most else hadn’t changed, however. Harry was still having meetings with Professor Dumbledore. Kim wasn’t quite sure as of yet what he was trying to show Harry. She knew that Harry didn’t yet know what she did. He didn’t know where Dumbledore was going, which, to be fair, Kim didn’t exactly know either. But she did know he was off trying to figure out what the ring they had gathered over the summer had contained and whether or not it was the resurrection stone.
Another thing that hadn’t changed was Ron and Hermione. Ron was still in an infatious relationship with Lavander, and Hermione was still ignoring him whenever possible.
Monday afternoon Hermione, Kim, and Harry met up on break and walked lazily in the snowy courtyard. They had been discussing Harry’s most recent success in potions, Hermione chastising him for using the Half-Blood Prince as a guide yet again.
“Besides all that,” Harry said a bit roguishly, “there’s something else I need to tell you both about. I had another meeting with Dumbledore last night…”
“Oh, yes,” said Hermione, “how’d it go?”
“Well… he showed me more of Voldemort’s past, his childhood. He killed his father… Dumbledore gave me a task.”
“A task?” said Hermione.
“To do what?” asked Kim.
“To retrieve a memory from Professor Slughorn. I think that’s why it was so important that we got him to be our professor… Dumbledore wants me to sweeten Slughorn up to get the memory that he won’t give to Dumbledore.”
“What memory?” Kim asked keenly. This seemed like a very important task that almost certainly had to do with the quest to understand the Gaunt ring.
“It’s a memory of when Voldemort was one of Slughorns students… one of his favorites, it would seem. But the memory he gave Dumbledore is tampered with. Seems he didn’t want Dumbledore to know he favored Voldemort, did him favors even.”
“Of course he wouldn’t,” Hermione reasoned. “How humiliating.”
“Dumbledore can’t think that Slughorn is… sided with Voldemort? Can he?” asked Kim.
“No, no,” Harry said, shaking his head and his layers of black hair. “It’s not that. The memory is important because Voldemort was asking Slughorn about something… Something called a Horcrux?”
Kim’s leg froze up as she tried to find footing in the snow and she almost stumbled. She stood there, wide eyed, as Harry and Hermione continued forward. Horcrux… I’ve read that name… I read about it last year in the Mysterious Libraries. It’s very dark magic. Dark magic that allows a person to attach a piece of their sole to an object, but at a great cost…
“What’s the matter?” Hermione asked, looking over her shoulder at Kim. Shook from her thoughts she hurried the few paces forward to catch up with them.
“Nothing,” Kim muttered, still distracted.
“Do you know what it is?” Harry asked, but Kim didn’t answer right away. Dumbledore certainly knew, which meant that he hadn’t told Harry for a reason. If Voldemort had made a horcrux that would explain how he had survived… But why wouldn’t Dumbledore want Harry knowing that?
“I’ve never heard of it,” Hermione said after a moment of Kim not answering.
“You haven’t?” Harry said, almost surprised sounding. Kim smirked. She found it rather ironic that the one instance where she actually knew something that Hermione didn’t was involving something as dark and foreboding as Lord Voldemort himself.
“It must be really advanced Dark Magic, or why would Voldemort have wanted to know about it? I think it’s going to be difficult to get the information, Harry, you’ll have to be very careful about how you approach Slughorn, think out a strategy…”
“Ron reckons I should just hang back after Potions this afternoon…”
“Oh, well, if Won-Won thinks that, you’d better do it,” she snapped. “After all, when has Won-Won’s judgment ever been faulty?”
Kim snickered as Harry withered at Hermione.
“Hermione, can’t you—”
“ No! ” she said angrily, and stormed away leaving Kim and Harry alone.
the-final-sentence:
“And Alexia was listening, but there was only the damp quiet of a Scottish...
“And Alexia was listening, but there was only the damp quiet of a Scottish night.”— Gail Carriger, from Changeless
