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Ah, the dreaded cliché! The worst feedback a writer can get is, "Well, it sounds sort of cliché, doesn't it?"

All authors want to be original. If someone even mentions that a writer's work reminds them of someone else's, the writer tenses up. "No, no, no, I'm nothing like him," he says swiftly. "I've never even read him."

"Yeah, but it's kinda like him," the reader persists, believing she is giving a compliment rather than an insult. "He's incredible, tu should read him!"

The thing is-- it should be a compliment when a reader compares your work to a published writer. We all have our influences. It is important to know that there is no new idea. If you've considered something, odds are there was someone before tu who considered that very same idea. It doesn't make tu unoriginal o a copy-cat. It just makes tu human.

tu as an individual are very unique. Our experiences, family, friends, and personality combine to make a fingerprint that no other can replicate exactly. And even if tu came up with the idea of a scientist and his alter-ego without ever even hearing of Robert Louis Stevenson, tu can still write that story and add your own personal perspective on it. T.S. Eliot once dicho that "Mediocre Writers Borrow; Great Writers Steal."

And who do we consider to be great writers? Shakespeare. Steinbeck. Dante. Poe. Do tu really believe their ideas were completely their own? Shakespeare, for example, wrote numerous plays with creative plots that he borrowed either from history o from stories much older than he was. Romeo and Juliet was a retelling of the old Roman Romance, Pyramus and Thisbe, with smatterings of history. He does not try to hide the roots of his plays. In fact, he often celebrates them. In A Midsummer Night's Dream for example, the Mechanicals parody this tale por putting on a poor performance of it. If tu think that it ends with that, Twelfth Night is based on an old Italian story, Gl’ Ingannati. Othello's tale comes from Cinthio's Desdemona.

If Shakespeare's escritura was not original, why is he celebrated? For the way he tells these classic tales and makes them his own. His language, his characters, and the way he strings together history and fiction into beautiful pieces of theater. To say nothing of Steinbeck and Dante who used the Bible más often than once, o Poe who used classic poetic patterns to make his prose más interesting. Every good writer steals from one another.

This includes what we call the "cliché." All a cliché is, in the end, is an old idea. Now tu have two choices when it comes to clichés: embrace them o reject them. Do not dilly-dally between the two. Because if tu write something and believe it's a cliché, and tu didn't want it to be a cliché but tu leave it as it is, it will come off as poorly executed. No one will be interested in it. They'll say, "It's been done before, and I don't care." This isn't to say that clichés don't have their uses! In fact, embracing a cliché and remodeling it can make a very interesting work. These can come off as a critical text, a parody, o even a complete reevaluation of the original cliché.

Let us take for example the classic tale of The Stinky Cheese Man, which completely deconstructs the old fairy tale, The Gingerbread Man. Fairy tales are often remodeled because they are the oldest and most familiar cliché of them all. Gregory Maguire has created a career out of transforming old, two-dimensional fairy tales into political commentaries. The appeal of clichés is that they are so familiar to us, when we find them in unfamiliar territory, it startles us. Another example of remolding the cliché in televisión and film is the work of Joss Whedon's Buffy, the Vampire Slayer. Not only does he change the meaning of the word "vampire," but he changes our idea of a "slayer," not only por making her female, but making her a blonde cheerleader.

Certain schools of literature and theater have made a whole genre out of parodying clichés. Existentialism challenges things that the world takes for granted (Camus, Calvino) and Beckett and Ives drafted Theater of the Absurd out of cliché concepts.

So the cliché is not something that we necessarily need to avoid at all costs. Every cliché can be retold and remodeled into something new. If tu find that tu have (accidentally) written a cliché, don't just abandon it! Embrace it! Take for example, the following short, short story.

Once upon a time there was a princess. She had beautiful long blond hair and loved skipping out in the woods on the weekends looking for adorable woodland creatures to call her pets. Then one día she stumbled upon a frog. She found it to be so cute that she kissed it and it turned into a prince!

Rather than ending this tale with a "Happily Ever After," try to think of a few más interesting endings other than that.

Examples: The princess dragged the prince to the castillo to be married immediately. The prince, still dazed and confused por the fact that he was suddenly human, went back to his usual ways of lounging about and eating flies until the princess began to nag him incessantly. Furious, he decides he loathes the whiny beast and marches back inicial to his swamp, where he lives still, sitting on a rock and eating flies, doing as he pleases.

The princess screamed and began beating this stranger with her bolso, monedero before pulling out her mace and threatening to call the police and running back to her castle.

It is not difficult to put a new spin on an old idea. Those examples were just off the parte superior, arriba of my head, but if tu put más thought in it, just imagine the ways tu can twist an old cliché for your own devices!

Just a recap: It is not a bad thing if something tu write reminds someone of something else. "Mediocre Writers Borrow; Great Writers Steal." And embrace o reject a cliché. If tu waver in the middle of each, then it will come off poorly. It is a perfectly fine thing to embrace a cliché, and plenty of good works of literature have come out of such a practice.
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posted by irena83
Behind the door
of your destiny
are dreams
that still shine
in the haze
of your memories.


These dreams
are so distant
and invisible,
though your eyes
still stare into them.


Everything is so foggy
like your thoughts.
tu sit alone
trying to reach that
small piece of happiness,
trying to find
a purpose of life.


Dreams that still
live in you
are smothered by
the cruel reality.
But, they still live
inside,
feeding the memories,
reviving the soul.


Dreams,
even if they are
condemned to oblivion,
live within your heart,
in hope,
in remembrance,
shining in
the haze of
your memories.
posted by lovepop
Everyone was escritura it down on their calenders as alerts of it popped up on the news, internet, and in big bold letters, on a newspaper! The time has come for it to be known to mankind and liked! The movie, Brenda and Luci's Night, was premiering on that weekend, the 25th of November.Everyone wanted to see it! There had been commercials of it since August, and the stars had been anxious. Speaking of the "stars" Whose names were Hillisia Jones, and Ponya Kricketiz. They were bff's since the kindergarten, and now they were in 7th grade. They auditioned for the movie without the other knowing! They were astounded when they learned they were auditioning for the same movie. They were mad, but when Ponya got the letter she was Brenda, and Hillisia was Luci, they were overjoyed, and began screaming with cheers! Now they were in New York being filmed for the movie... wait for more!
posted by SongBirdTeam
1


Vega. A small world on the outskirts of the Holista system. It was inicial to few, and did not get many interstellar visitors.
But, on this insignificant planet, in the town of Temi, things were about to get hectic.


Temi was inicial to about nine hundred Temins. It was a quiet town where nothing exiting happened, at least, not in public.
    The día was windy, and dry, as the few children that lived in the town made their way to school.
All The children wore scarves and bandanas over their mouths and goggles over their eyes, to keep the wind swept dirt out of their lungs and eyes....
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posted by Twilightluv3r
Chapter 1 (Janae's POV)
How do tu tell your bestfriend that tu amor them?Boy, don't I have a story for tu and you'll never believe. My name is Janae Carter, I have an older brother name James and no parent. They were killed in a car crash por a drunk driver, but I don't want to get into that now.
When I met him I was seven years old, he was eight. At the time my brother was 18.
I was in the backyard playing in the mostrar in, Grand Rapids, Michigan just to let tu know.While I was playing, building a snow castle, I notice a boy kicking a ball against the árbol that splits between mine and his yard,...
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posted by FIALMOIVLEY
The sound of the breaking glass stopped me from taking another step. I starred into the darkness ahead of me, this wasn’t where I wanted to be. I wanted to be with my mother. Mother. Why did I have to think of my mother? I tried not to think of the day…
But the memories of the dread filled night filled her head. I remember it as if it was yesterday.

There was banging on the front door. A manly voice yelling to let him in.
“KIDS! Go hide! Eric, take care of your sister, Clare! Hide and don’t come out!” my mother yelled to us.
“But where are tu going to go?” Eric asked my mom.
“Don’t...
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posted by FURRY
After a couple hours I had got use to my body again, jumping and bounding I felt wonderful "That's it, tu got it Joel!" Alice applauded me with her wonderfully cute voice "Heh, thanks it's not hard now." I replied blushing bright red, soon I was able to do things that I couldn't do before.

I could shoot ice from my finger tips it was amazing I never knew I was able to do these things, "Wow that's amazing Joel!" she exclaimed, I could feel her presence growing in my head however, it felt like she was becoming más than just a voice, time dragged on eventually it got to the point where I could...
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posted by para-scence
*Prologue before this chapter :)

Holding my breath, I went to first block, History. I threw my bad onto the floor, and fell down into my seat. I quickly pulled my capucha, campana up, crossed my arms, and tried to be invisible. How come when I was wanting to be seen, I wasn't, yet now when I needed to be invisible, it seemed like I had a giant neon sign pointed at me, shouting "Look at me! It's all my fault!"

Mr. Thorson started attendance, and I wished my name was magically erased from his checklist.

"Essence," he said, bored.

"Here," I whispered in the dead silence. All eyes turned on me. Mr. Thorson nearly...
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posted by para-scence
I named him Chance. His presence easily expelled the loneliness that I had felt for months upon months. I did everything I could to care for him, even if it meant me missing a meal. He slept and cried a lot, but that's what bebés do. He cried the most at night. To get him to stop, I rocked him gently in my arms and sang softly to him songs that my mother would sing to calm me down. That soothed him almost instantly, and he blissfully fell asleep.

It was when he was almost three weeks old that I noticed something wrong. Chance was sleeping in his crib, a.k.a. my suitcase, and I heard a raspy...
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posted by I_love_Mikey
When it hits, it hits hard
Worse for you, because tu saw it coming from the start
A blizzard of thoughts and truths buzz around your head
You can't think, it makes tu wish for death.
Blood and sacrifice are your devotions,
but life can only give so many promotions
Soon, it will give up on you.
Give up first.

The pain it brushes against your cheek,
A touch so soft, leaving tu so weak
The broken glass of a stained window leaves tu praying,
He's the devil's spawn, he's recreating
What was gone for good once.
But he's not for good, he's for bad.
And bringing back what made us sad.
Life is over,
I'll make it...
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posted by 1-2vampire
Why?
That one word that everyone asks themselves some time in their life.
Why?
Always with a pregunta mark.
I ask myself this now. As I stumble out the bed, yesterday's horrors were sinking in like the Titanic.
My head hurt, my eyes hurt, my legs hurt. But mos of all my corazón hurt. I wanted to rip it out my chest, tear it apart and keep it from hurting me again. Why did he do this?
That word again.
Why?
I trip and fall flat on my face in the dark bathroom. To a lot of people this is just a normal Saturday morning. To me, it was like a nightmare tu couldn't wake up from.
It hurt. Everything hurt....
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