Yes, rambling is ALWAYS a great thing to do. You just kinda say whatever and make no real point. It's fun when talking to friends because they have no freaking idea what you're talking about...
BUT here on ProU rambling is the worst thing. Why is it bad? Well, for those who are here for the scholarship, rambling will get you know read points, OR even comment points. But those who do read and comment, well, they usually just say there was no point. You won't get a vote, usually, either. Which, that is a lot of points if you vote or get votes.
So, why do people ramble on here? There are blogs that give you a few topics to blog about, or you could just make up your own. If you have writers block, search the internet for some random event and talk about it.
No, on to a different subject. Those of you who have read my blog "When A Hear Dies" probably know what I'm going to say. I understand this is a site for "progressive" thinking (though I haven't seen much of that lately). However, poems seem to be fully accepted. So, why not fiction stories? Or prose? They're similar. Actually, if I remember correctly, poetry can be classified under fiction. That's besides the point.
Stories, fiction or not, tell just that -- a story. It can be an illusioned thought of something that happened, or a distorted reflection or ones emotions. It can express frankly the emotion of the author, or can be used to get the reader to feel something new (something the author might not have felt). So why is writing a piece of prose, as I did, being frowned against? I'm not mad, just curious. I know how powerful the story is, trust me I was about to cry while writing it. But that doesn't mean I didn't lose an ex-love like I did in my story.
I dunno, just had to get that out. Also, it kinda links with my whole topic about when you have no muse. If you don't know what even to write about, write a story to share what you think will happen or what has happened in the past or whatever. I think it is progressive thinking. Imagination is a very, VERY, progressive thought.
Hey did you know they have fake balls for dogs? Oh, and they make keychains out of their real balls? See, no point (but that is true).
Alright, this blog is done. Was it rambling? You decide!
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I SO know how you feel. I read each and every blog that is published between when I sign on and when I sign off. Let me tell you that I cannot stand some users out there. One who I've been picking on for her last 10-12 posts, I'll allow her to remain unnamed, seems to think that 100 words are all you need, you just need to spell almost everything incorrectly, and grammar becomes useless. I think she thinks she's the next e e cummings, that is, if she knows who e e cummings was.
I digress, I really hate some of the users and their ability to say absolutely nothing in over 100 words.
Nicholas Aden
Self-Promotion
I just said that it was fiction and most works of fiction write their disclaimers on the top ...in books, it is on the first page of the book... in movies, they have one right at the beginning of the film and no where in my comments on your work of prose did I say that it was not prose.
I just wanted to tell you that if it classifies as fiction, people like knowing it before hand, not reading a piece of work and then finding out it wasn't all true.
"Pride is concerned with who is right. Humility is concerned with what is right."
http://www.progressiveu.org/231615-this-is-a-muslim-girls-plight
I never did. I just I don't know. Anywho, still my point about the disclaimer at the end was to get the reader to fully go in to the story. So yea. It was a creative choice.
And this same progeny of evils comes from our debate, from our dissension; We are their parents and original. -- A Midsummer Night's Dream Act II, Scene I, Lines 115-117
so upset over this
Two weeks ago, I had my first class for Eng 101, I don't need the class but my advisor had me registered for it, so I thought of attending it to see how it is.
After handing out a syllabus to the stundents, the teacher tells us about most of what is on there and then he talks about his policies
To get the point across about how much handing stuff in on time means to him
He tells a story about a student who was speeding to hand in his paper on time before the deadline was passed.
On one of the main highways, he is involved in a horrible accident.
He gets transported by ambulance to the hospital but while he is still conscious, he tells the EMT or rescue people that he needs to have his stuff handed in on time.
So the teacher says he received the paper. all blooddy and what not.
He says, look at the dedication of this student. and Then he tells us that the student passes away because he was so badly injured
Do you know what I was doing halfway through the story?
***Trying to hold back my tears.
My uncle (my dad's closest of friends died in a car crash 5 years ago in November) and all I could think of was my uncle who died on the spot and the poor student who died too in a car crash.
Now you are wondering how it related to your story?
Well...The English 101 teacher made the whole story up!
and when he saw that I was about to cry ( i was going to start crying any second), he felt so horrible and guilty and he apologized a lot.
YOU don't think this was cruel ? CAN you see why I was kind of upset with your story that had the disclaimer at the end.
PS. I wrote about my uncle's death in a car crash and on parting from friends/family
http://www.progressiveu.org/063853-parting-is-such-sweet-sorrow-or-somet...
check it out if you want to
and I dropped the class, that day was one of the most traumatic because of the memories it brought back and I was so absorbed in the story that after i found out it was made up, I felt like cursing the teacher out
"Pride is concerned with who is right. Humility is concerned with what is right."
http://www.progressiveu.org/231615-this-is-a-muslim-girls-plight
and I never admitted it wasn't cruel. I am sorry, really. I will be more careful next time.
And this same progeny of evils comes from our debate, from our dissension; We are their parents and original. -- A Midsummer Night's Dream Act II, Scene I, Lines 115-117
They really make key chains out of dogs' balls?