All the useful information I have to share is passed along through The Triad (namely NSM and Victoria, and myself being the third party) --but they've infiltrated my notebook this week. For the first time ever, I started a story in the back of my notebook, right to left. I did this because the first 3/4 of the book was so densely marked with sticky tabs that I no longer could tell what needed to be typed, what needed to be finished and what needed to be burned. I started the story from right to left and realized that my language was different; I allowed myself to be less structured, the plot carried me like a flood. And I flowed with it 'til 3AM. When I woke up the next morning, or I should say, when the Turk attempted his fourth wake up call the next morning, I immediately grabbed my phone, caressed it, kissed it and clicked on the link Victoria had sent me to this:

Why Left to Right Punches Are More Aggressive, Powerful and Shocking

And I have to say they're more expected, but writing in reverse gives me the opposite effect, circumventing the norm.

Found this on the shelf for recommended public school reading at a local bookstore: Confessions of an Economic Hitman and thought it strange for an area that would still consider banning The Scarlett Letter due to inappropriate imagery.




From: [identity profile] ahpookishere.livejournal.com


It would be very inconvenient if the scenes manifested themselves backwards as well. Or, maybe it would be better, as endings are always the hardest part and it would be so much more encouraging to get that out of the way first. Hmmm.

Your icon is so scheme-y. Of course, Brad makes everyone else stand up.

*runs back to F. Demetrius's actually-rather-prudent-embrace, because he is impatiently tapping his foot*

From: [identity profile] two-point.livejournal.com


It's nothing like that, of course. How could you even think it? Brad works the hardest, therefore he must sit.

I am starting to type. There might have been some typing going on earlier if I hadn't walked in the door and thought: Just one Death Note episode. Just one. I'll stop with one.

From: [identity profile] ahpookishere.livejournal.com


There might have been some typing going on earlier if I hadn't walked in the door and thought: Just one Death Note episode. Just one. I'll stop with one.

TEARS OF PAIN, I feel them.In my household, this was also known as The Week in Which Karla Broke Two Coffee Mugs, Shut One of the Cat's Tails in the Door, Sat in Lecture and Doodled Pictures of Shinigami, and Snapped at Everybody from Lack of Sleep.

I am nearly done typing. I think I'll finish tomorrow, because -- well -- my bed is so comfortable, you see.

Don't deny that Brad is secretly a creature of hedonism, and cannot resist the squeaky leather in a fine office chair.

From: [identity profile] lonely-lycanth.livejournal.com


I used to write backwards in all of my notebooks. In middle school and high school, I'd use it normally for notes, but have the whole back, going the other direction, be creative writing, poetry, and fiction when I didn't feel like taking notes, which was always. For a while, I couldn't write in a notebook from front to back because of this.

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Does your language seem different when you go back to writing back to front?
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