In case you'd like to check it out, this is a link to a workshop I'm in the process of writing. It's called plot analysis, and it's pretty much how to explain what you're looking at and fix it to the extent it "needs" to be fixed. Some don't and that's also part of the workshop--knowing when to let go.
I'll take the first ten people who explain why they want to be in it.
On the other hand, the Maltese Falcon turned into a workshop on subtext--lol, like trying to hold water in my hands. It keeps running, trying to escape. So far, I've done two powerpoints, two decent sized posts--and a couple of random posts although they don't really count. Funny how something that shows as a thousand words in Word only looks like a snippet in a forum. I still have to work on noir as a setting. I have most of it sketched out on the back of a plate since I did it during lunch yesterday. Thank God for Chinet.
I've been breaking out in hives on my hands, but I'm trying to stay away from antihistamines. The last thing I want is cloudy thinking when it's taken me four days to starting posting seriously.
I hate Lays potato chips, even if they "are" the only things I can eat right now.
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I signed up. The condensed version of my reasons looked something like this:
Halp! *flail*
And oddly enough, while I don't like potato chips, I like the new spicy sweet potato chips. They're pretty darn tasty.
I need this. New and dumb. I may be aware of structure, but to take the final thing and realize what's missing is another can of worms.
Oh... I loooovvveee lays potato chips. I can never each just one.
Thanks.
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