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Writing Tip: Don’t Be Afraid of Mixing Dialogue and Action

So I’ve been reading a lot of amateur writing lately, and I’ve noticed what seems to be a common problem: dialogue. 

Tell me if this looks familiar. You start writing a conversation, only to look down and realize it reads like: 

“I’m talking now,” he said. 

“Yes, I noticed,” she said. 

“I have nothing much to add to this conversation,” the third person said. 

And it grates on your ears. So much ‘said.’ It looks awful! It sounds repetitive. So, naturally, you try to shake it up a bit: 

“Is this any better?” He inquired. 

“I’m not sure,” she mused. 

“I definitely think so!” that other guy roared. 

This is not an improvement. This is worse. 

Now your dialogue is just as disjointed as it was before, but you have the added problem of a bunch of distracting dialogue verbs that can have an unintentionally comedic effect. 

So here’s how you avoid it: You mix up the dialogue with description. 

“Isn’t this better?” he asked, leaning forward in his seat. “Don’t you feel like we’re more grounded in reality?” 

She nodded, looking down at her freshly manicured nails. “I don’t feel like a talking head anymore.” 

“Right!” that annoying third guy added. “And now you can get some characterization crammed into the dialogue!” 

The rules of dialogue punctuation are as follows: 

  • Each speaker gets his/her own paragraph - when the speaker changes, you start a new paragraph. 
  • Within the speaker’s own paragraph, you can include action, interior thoughts, description, etc. 
  • You can interrupt dialogue in the middle to put in a “said” tag, and then write more dialogue from that same speaker. 
  • You can put the “said” tag at the beginning or end of the sentence. 
  • Once you’ve established which characters are talking, you don’t need a “said” tag every time they speak. 
  • ETA: use a comma instead of a period at the end of a sentence of dialogue, and keep the ‘said’ tag in lower caps. If you end on a ? or !, the ‘said’ tag is still in lower case. (thanks, commenters who pointed this out!) 

Some more examples: 

“If you’re writing an incomplete thought,” he said, “you put a comma, then the quote mark, then the dialogue tag.” 

“If the sentence ends, you put in a period.” She pointed at the previous sentence. “See? Complete sentences.” 

“You can also replace the dialogue tag with action.” Extra guy yawned. “When you do, you use a period instead of a comma.”

So what do you do with this newfound power? I’m glad you asked. 

  • You can provide description of the character and their surroundings in order to orient them in time and space while talking. 
  • You can reveal characterization through body language and other nonverbal cues that will add more dimension to your dialogue. 
  • You can add interior thoughts for your POV character between lines of dialogue - especially helpful when they’re not saying quite what they mean. 
  • You can control pacing. Lines of dialogue interrupted by descriptions convey a slower-paced conversation. Lines delivered with just a “said” tag, or with no dialogue tag at all, convey a more rapid-fire conversation. 

For example: 

“We’ve been talking about dialogue for a while,” he said, shifting in his seat as though uncomfortable with sitting still. 

“We sure have,” she agreed. She rose from her chair, stretching. “Shall we go, then?” 

“I think we should.” 

“Great. Let’s get out of here.” 

By controlling the pacing, you can establish mood and help guide your reader along to understanding what it is that you’re doing. 

I hope this helps you write better dialogue! If you have questions, don’t hesitate to drop me an ask :)

I like to headcanon that Tucker is a werewolf

from a family of werewolves

there is probably a more logical explanation for his ‘meat sense’ and his parents letting him eat only meat for 14 years straight but I don’t want it.

Castiel had always known how he felt about Dean. Somehow he’d always been able to conceal it.

Not anymore. Castiel feels like he’ll burst if he doesn’t just say it. He’s only human now, after all.

He does say it, eventually. He makes use of all the knowledge he’s acquired and tells Dean how he feels over and over again.

It’s in Danish the first time. “jeg elsker dig” he murmurs as he accepts his mug of coffee.

The second time is a few days later when they’re on a case related to an Arab painter. “أحبك,” Castiel says, not looking up from the book he’s poring over.

He ends up saying the phrase more times than he can count.

“Ez hej te dikim”

It is not always “three simple words”.

“मैं तुमसे प्यार करता हूँ”

And he never says it in the one language that matters, the one language that Dean would understand.

“دوستت دارم”

Castiel will only learn later that he has severely underestimated Dean. He will only learn later when, one day, Dean turns to him and says, “You know I love you too, right?”

Interpreters re: Trump

“[Trump] rarely speaks logically, and he only emphasizes one side of things as if it were the absolute truth. There are lots of moments when I suspected his assertions were factually dubious… He is so overconfident and yet so logically unconvincing that my interpreter friends and I often joke that if we translated his words as they are, we would end up making ourselves sound stupid.”

– Japanese Interpreter Chikako Tsuruta

“You realize, at that moment, that you have written something very unpleasant to read. Trump’s vocabulary is limited, his syntax is broken; he repeats the same phrases over and over, forcing the translator to follow suit. The translator has to translate the content and the style. So that is what I do, and reading Trump in French, which is a very structured and logical language, reveals the poor quality of his language and, consequently, of his thought.”

– French Interpreter Bérengère Viennot

via HuffPo

A cover has been revealed for the english language release for Araki’s How to Create Manga book coming early this June.

Real shame we’re missing out on Rohan and Araki lovingly embracing each other but this low key and elegant design matching the JoJonium volumes is really nice too

EDIT: the book came out june 2017 and should be available to purchase through your preferred book retailer!!
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What is Concrete Poetry?

A new exhibition at the Getty Research Institute explores the international concrete poetry movement, this exhibition focuses on the visual, verbal, and sonic experiments of the 1950s, ‘60s, and '70s. Featuring works by foundational figures Augusto de Campos and Ian Hamilton Finlay, Concrete Poetry explores how these artists invented new forms such as cube poems and standing poems and continuously re-created their projects across media. Poetry by contemporaries including Henri Chopin, Ernst Jandl, Mary Ellen Solt, and Emmett Williams also plays a prominent role.


Concrete Poetry: Words and Sounds in Graphic Space is on view through July 30, 2017 at the Getty Research Institute.

anonymous asked:

I feel like for the Yandere merformers can you just imagine a merformer going into a human form to seduce the reader and then they realize they don't know the readers language so they have to pretend to be mute until they learn it. If they're really smart they could do a little mermaid plot. They wash on land so their human crush takes them into the lake/beach/river house and keeps them until their better slowly developing feelings then the merformer takes them as their own. Transformers-4-life

You have somehow combined my love of fairy tales and my love of yandere into one glorious post and I love it!!!  :D :D :D

Mars in the 12th House

Originally posted by haidaspicciare

The 12th House can often simultaneously represent freedom and imprisonment at the same time. Our dreams and subconscious, free, but also contained spaces are represented in the 12th House. Prisons and hospitals are often represented in the 12th House because prisoners and patients are restricted to stay in the building, but they are free from the brutality of the societal norms outside.

When Mars is in the 12th House, the energy in this planet is simultaneously trapped, but also free in the subconscious. Passion and energy bubbles inside the native, the passion truly becoming something unique and distinctive with all the free, imaginative space of the subconscious. However, when the walls of the subconscious crumble due to the lack of control on the surface conscious, that passion will go through the cracks and escape the subconscious for a short time until it is captured again.

Passion and anger is a neutral concept and the neutrality of it will change depending on how the native decides to use that passion. Anger, like the subconscious, can slip out of the native when they are not aware. In a sense, this can make anger hard to control, and sometimes, natives can even struggle to know the details of the existence of their anger. The anger that can come out of an individual with Mars in the 12th can feel foreign. A native may ask, “Where did this anger come from?” “How did I get angry?” “Why am I angry?” while trying to figure out their anger, only to find out that nothing, yet everything, angers them. Often, they can either express their anger passive aggressively, or impulsively. Or both. With passion, they can find themselves molding their energy into almost every hobby, but that hobby doesn’t have strong staying power. With that being said, it can be difficult for a native in the 12th House to find a hobby that truly captivates them.

With energy ruled by Mars, it can be hard for the native to work consistently and routinely. With energy located in the subconscious, the native is most active when the subconscious is most active… With that in mind, it would not be surprising with someone with Mars in the 12th was always tired during the day when the conscious, not the subconscious is active. Those with Mars in the 12th can get tired very easily, for energy for them doesn’t come very clearly and easily. Natives often need to spent time by themselves to recharge so that they’re not overwhelmed by the world around them. Often, before the native starts a task, it can be hard for the native to really start, for they already feel like they’re asserting so much even though nothing has been tangibly. However, when it comes to dreams, those with Mars in the 12th are very active. It’s common for Mars in the 12th to have very engaging, passionate dreams. It’s not surprising for those with Mars in the 12th House to also have sexual dreams.

Those with Mars in the 12th House often unintentionally hide their sexual tendencies. Hiding sexual tendencies can often lead to various results. It is possible for people to not “see” the sexual tendencies of these natives, and due to that, Mars in the 12th natives can be seen to be innocent, when it may not be the case at all. Hidden sexual tendencies are also repressed tendencies. With that in mind, some natives can struggle to control their sexual urges, their sexual nature subconsciously revealed through their body language, tone of their words, and other escape routes the subconscious may take. In that regard, individuals with Mars in the 12th House can also be very sexual. When Mars in the 12th natives feel free, that’s when they do their best in the bedroom. However, on the other end, natives could also lack sexual tendencies, and maybe even have an aversion to sexual matters altogether.

The main theme with Mars in the 12th House is to realize that while it may be hard to grasp certain things that can definitely help on a daily basis, the purpose of Mars in the 12th House is not for daily things. While it is difficult for Mars in the 12th House to be consistently active, passionate, and assertive, it should be noted that when the Mars in the 12th native is any of those three things, if mastered, it is seen beautifully. The passion and energy that is manifested in the 12th House are not simple, for they are not made for simple matters. Mars in the 12th natives are able to absorb anger, passion, and energies with others and have the strong potential to heal other through their actions. While the energy of Mars in the 12th is hard to manage, the energy present in the 12th House is also very flexible and helpful to others. Mars in the 12th is a test of using one’s energy - if the native can successfully pass through the tests in the 12th House, the native can most certainly help others.

BTS Reacting to their Plus-Sized s/o wearing revealing clothes

Content Warning; language, smutty

Kim Namjoon would be so all over you it wouldn’t be funny in the slightest. His eyes would glaze over in an obvious arousal, as he’d look you up and down, holding you as close to him as humanly possible. “Goddamn, Y/N. Have I told you how much I love it when you’re confident in your body?”

Jeon Jungkook would be almost star struck with how in awe he was of your voluptuous appearance, and would take almost too long to realize that he was definitely staring. “Wow, Y/N, you’re really b-beautiful.”

Park Jimin would have the hottest blush up and down his body, never having seen you in this revealing of clothing before, but definitely not saying no. “Y/N, you are just too sexy, did you know that?”

Kim Taehyung would really not be able to contain himself, biting his lip at how every single one of your curves was extenuated in your outfit of choice for the evening. “I almost just want to stay here and take advantage of you instead of going out, Y/N.”

Jung Hoseok would be shocked, seeing you so vulnerable in your skimpy clothes, but would be equally aroused, his eyes moving treacherously slow over your glowing figure. “Fuck, Y/N, every part of me just wants to grind on you, right here, right now.”

Kim Seokjin almost wouldn’t want to let you leave, but wouldn’t be able to help but want to show you off to anyone and everyone. “Y/N, you’re going to be the talk of the town after tonight. I’m so damn lucky to have you.”

Min Yoongi wouldn’t be so subtle, and would vigorously begin to strip you where you stood. “Y/N, you are just too fine to share. Tonight, I want you all to myself.”

anonymous asked:

I'm sorry to bother you but can you maybe recommend a few sasunarusasu fics? I'm feel like I've read every fanfic out there and I'm desperate for something new. Thanks!

Okay, let’s do this~! (Long post ahead, also primarily SasuNaru as that’s what I read the most >_>)

10 SureFire Ways To Get Uzumaki Naruto Into Bed by Benq

View Sasuke’s 10 ways to get Naruto into bed.

Warnings: Language, Cracky, One-shot

(Cracky little fic that in the end, tells you that the best way is to ask for consent :D)

100 Roses by Flika

Naruto gets roses for Valentines Day.

Warnings: SasuNaru, mega fluff, one-shot

(Just a really sweet fic tbh)

A Banquet of Blood and Pleasure by VioletWylde

Normal, healthy relationships have problems like arguing over who did the dishes last. Normal, healthy relationships are lived in the light of day. Normal, healthy relationships are boring. Our relationship is neither normal nor healthy. It isn’t perfect. But I couldn’t live without it… in fact I would willingly die for it

Warnings: Vampire!Sasuke, Blood tw, Language, Lemons

(In case you wanted something bloody? “>_>)

A Bundle of Promises by Infinite Vibrance

It all started when Naruto opened his locker one day and found a dangling rose, and with that rose… came a promise.

Warnings: Highschool AU, Complete

(A sweet fic where SNS gets together. Also a side fic is available known as A Small Box)

A Fox And A Hound by darkalbino

Not even nature’s rivalry can come between affection, as orphaned fox Naruto and hunting dog Sasuke are about to discover…

Warnings: Fox&Hound!AU, Language, Some dark/mature themes

(I love SNS!Disney fics like a lot okay)

A Penny for Your Fortune by abskjg

Sasuke unwillingly visits a ‘fortune teller’ who describes his soul-mate to him.

Warnings: SasuNaru, one-shot

(Once again, mostly fluff)

A Thousand Generations by Fifi McFu

Sentenced to a thousand rebirths, Sasuke isn’t enjoying the life of a mortal one bit. That is, until he changes school and lays eyes on a remnant from the Old Times who doesn’t seem to remember him.

Warnings: AU, One-shot

(Highly recommended! Actually anything by this author is highly recommended including:

Fireflies, Dirrty, Hunt or Be Hunted, Rivalry, Here be Maerfolk, Piercings, Uniform)

All the Small Things by michelerene

Life in the ER is hectic. Lives hang in the balance, tempers rise and emotions abound. Dr. Uchiha and Dr. Uzumaki deal with the tensions at work every day. And then they go home and deal with their own relationship.

Warnings: Hospital AU, Dramatic at times

(Ppl have their controversies about this author’s work, from The Divine Glitch to The Demilitarized Zone. My first fic from them was For the Love of His Son which still remains one of my fav SN fics on top of one of my first. However, this is the fic that holds its place as my favorite fic from this author. *Note, all the fics mentioned are my recommended ones tho For the Love of His Son has mpreg*)

Beyond War by Om0cha

The Fourth Shinobi War has ceased but the world continues to search for Naruto Uzumaki. The one entrusted to keep him hidden from both sides can only wait for a day that never seems to come, for the day when he can finally remind him, breathe.

Warnings: Takes place in War Arc then fast forwards 10 years, AU, Dramatic as fuck, Incomplete

(If there was anyway to prolong the Naruto manga/war arc and make it enjoyable, Om0cha found it. Seriously, all my favorite lines from any fanfic come from this fic alone. So, yes highly recommended as well as in my top 3 SN fanfic.)

Blanket Love by Hakai-sama

Sasuke is jealous of Naruto’s baby blanket-but there’s more reason behind it than Sasuke sees.

Warnings: Blood tw

(I don’t have enough angst on this list.)

Bound by the Ring: Remake by acommonname

Uchiha Sasuke is a young Sales and Marketing Director in Hokage Corporations. Nominated by “Chakra Magazine” as the most eligible bachelor in their last issue. Sasuke was constantly met with aggressive husband-hunting women and occasional men day in and day out until he decided to wear a fake wedding ring on his finger to keep them at a distance. Everything was great until-

Warnings: Real World AU, Language, Liar Reveal Plot in some ways

(I immensely enjoy this fic as well as the old version)

Cell Phone Trouble by ladywolfTerri

Sasuke gets a cell phone and so much more.

Warnings: NaruSasu I believe?

(Silly oneshot that’s more for humor than anything else)

Censor by Om0cha

Writing a kinky movie script with Naruto as the kink is indisputably easier when Sasuke isn’t there.

Warnings: Crack and it’s lovely, Based off of Naruto Shippuden: Blood Prison, One-shot.

(Drinking Game: How many kinks can you spot in this fic let alone the movie itself?)

Christmas Morning by LuvversLuvvie

Sasuke made sure Naruto would have the best Christmas in his life.

Warnings: All of the fluff

(Christmas fluff because why the hell not)

Cloud Cover by SecretSky

Naruto’s led a tough life, but with a fresh start at a new school, his natural optimism kicks in. Unfortunately, things are about to get far worse. Pulled into a world of drugs, abuse and crime, he must find a way to make it out alive or die trying. “Remember, Uzumaki,” he said to the mirror, “Your real life is with your friends. This…this is just a nightmare.”

Warnings: Drug Abuse tw, Sexual Abuse tw, Gun tw, Violence tw, Organization tw, Abuse in general tw, Naruto goes through some shit, Sasuke goes through shit, Complete, Highschool AU.

(Very highly recommended. I consider this fic to be more in detail about drugs/the effects than the Rommates Trilogy so watch out for that. This story focuses more on friendship rather than SN, but the sequel, Red Storm, is supposed to make up for that.)

Cohabitation by fool.0

Sasuke starts calling Naruto “The Misses” behind his back two months after moving in with him. It was, in retrospect, akin to ritual suicide.

Warnings: SasuNaru, AUish, Language, Naruto screams most of his dialogue

(Cracky??)

Crossing The Distance by Dana-Eliza

Naruto is addicted to the internet with the focus on Fanfiction. Here he finds an author with amazingly written works and after the first review was sent, their relationship blossoms. But will it survive when Naruto finds out Sasuke lives in another country?

Warnings: Real World AU, SNS, Dutch!Sasuke, Complete, Very long

(I think I stopped reading in the mid 20s because issues, but the story is still enjoyable)

Anything by TanukiRaccoon including:

What Happens In Tanzaku CityGotta Be SomebodyBlank CanvasHallelujahThe ABC’S Of LoveSix Bowls  (ESPECIALLY SIX BOWLS)

Anything by gweatherwax (FFN) *just a warning, near everything under her name has a lemon and she likes to experiment with strange shit). Including:

It’s all about the uke anywayThe EndEvil, Ugly Little Uchiha - A Sad Fairy TaleThe tale of the gutsy ninjasThere’s always room for Sasuke’s sausageHeatstroke

Good Morning by just-another-generic-emo-kid

Sasuke is sleepy and Naruto is definitely not.

Warnings: Fluff, One-Shot

(Fluff much?)

Hold Me Back by reign of tears

One last hurt.

Warnings: All of the angst. Also, Sai v Sasuke, Language.

(Hi fanfic that left me emotionally numb for several days and holds its place in my top five SNS fics).

How by theallpowerfullme

Sasuke obsessing over Naruto’s ass.

Warnings: Language, Kind of lemon

(Best oneshot ever, 10/10)

Hurt, Cope, Heal by can’t.save.this.sinking.ship

Sasuke’s a successful lawyer whose lover Naruto has just been through a trauma. Naruto is taking his time working through it, but Sasuke would prefer he just get over it. Together they must learn to deal with the past before it becomes their future.

Warnings: Dramatic, KakaIru, ShinoKiba 

(I find the chapters after 17 to be a bit more hastily written but I still recommend this in my top 20 SNS fanfics)

In Good Company by fool.0

This will sound a little ridiculous, no matter how Sasuke phrases it. “I see dead people” is embarrassingly tacky, and “I’m half-spirit” seems like something Sakura might say when she’s stoned sky high. So he settles for a shrug.

Warnings: Language, Sasuke’s POV, the story is not entirely on FFN

(It’s one of those ‘what if so and so character can see dead people and what if those people were the four Hokages?” kind of fics. The so and so person just happens to be Sasuke, of course.)

Life Swap by xLoveless19

Naruto’s marriage with Sai is deteriorating and he doesn’t know how to fix it, not to mention they’re in some serious debt. However a new reality TV show is looking for couples that are willing to swap lives with another couple. Naruto decides to enter to try winning the prize and save his marriage. But he might get more than what the original prize has to offer.

Warnings: SasuSaku (it’s not really prominent in the sense that they interact ‘romantically’) SaiNaruSai (same thing as the other), Language, Incomplete, Can be considered Sakura Bashing, and essentially a Wife Swap AU

(Highly recommended as well as top 20 SNS fanfics)

Liquid Passion by darkalbino

Stabbed and nearly drowning to your death at the bottom of a demon’s lake? It’s not even the last place you’d expect to find love.

Warnings: One-shot, Language, Voreish??? (Sasuke eats Naruto’s flesh, but Naruto isn’t ‘harmed’ by it as much as he gets turned on I suppose >_>)

(Cute and fluffy while having some drama here and there.)

Medium by Talilea

Naruto has had the ability since he was a little child. He can see things that are to come. But when a simple handshake throws into a world of violence who will protect him?

Warnings: Slight non-con, Violence, Gore, SasuNaru, Language, Incomplete, AU

(Some parts of it is drawling with explanation/exposition, but I like the concept very much)

The PR by LuvversLuvvie

Sasuke Uchiha is the youngest CEO of the widely popular and successful Uchiha Corp, and did someone say major hottie? Every newspaper, magazine, talk show, and news program wants an interview with the man who’s got it all, but you have to go through his PR if you want even a chance.

Warnings: Language, Sakura Bashing

(Cute, fluffy, dramatic, and in my top five SNS fanfics)

Ego Trip:

Hit and Run, In The Rain, Half Moon

I’ve been working on this for at least four hours and now I’m really tired and I want to add more (at least 30 more fics), but like I said, I’m tired. xD I hope these work for you, anon!

Burning Marks

request: hey! would u be willing to write a mute!soulmate au where either shawn or the reader is mute and the first words youe soulmate says to you appear on your arm or wrist like a couple days or something before you’re supposed to meet them but one of them thinks they won’t have a soulmate becasue the other is mute and obviously can’t speak??


You were jogging down your block when you had to stop running, due to the burning sensation on your wrist. You glanced down, and gasped when you saw the small, typewriter-style font appearing on your skin. You had been dreaming of this day since you were a child, after hearing the story of when your parents both met, and their markings matched what they said.

Once the words had finished developing on your skin, you ran your fingers over them, not believing your eyes. Sorry to scare you, but I love your shirt was now permanantly on your skin, and you didn’t know what to do.

Running back to your apartment, you nearly dropped the key as you went to unlock the door. You heard your roommate in her room, talking to someone on the phone. Barging into her room, you saw her jump when the door slammed into the wall. She saw your arm, and quickly said goodbye to whomever she was talking to. “Oh my God!” She cheered, and you smiled. “When do you think it’s gonna happen? What if it’s while you’re at like, work or something? No, that would never happen, your uniform is terrible.” She spoke, and you rolled your eyes.

Shrugging, you turned around, and started going to your room, when her hand shot out and stopped you. “Wait! How will he know when he meets you, though?”

You paused, not wanting to think about it. Your vocal cords had never formed properly, so you really couldn’t talk. You chewed on your lip, looking at the floor. You had been taught sing language, so you could still communicate with someone, and you had heard tales of people who’s soulmates were deaf, and instead of words appearing, the signs would appear. You relayed this message to your roommate, who jumped up and down.

“Oh! That’s probably what’s going to happen to him! Ooh! I can’t wait to see who he is!” She cheered, grabbing your hands and making you join in with her cheering.


A couple of days later, you were walking down to the coffee shop near your apartment, when a flood of teenage girls seemed to materialize out of thin air. You shoved your way through the crowd, and into the shop, when you saw someone you vaguely recognized, but didn’t know from where. “-don’t know, Liyah. They’ve been on my arm for like, a week! And I Googled what they mean, but there are like four or five different sentences they could make. And that’s even if I was looking at the right photos.” The man said, speaking on the phone with someone.

You got in line for coffee, and your eyes widened when you realized who the man was. You sent a text to your roommate, knowing she was a fan of his music, and smiled at the barista, who was already keying your order into the computer. You paid for your coffee and muffin silently, and turned to wait near the doorway until your drink was made.

You were scrolling through your messages with your mom, tryinfg to find out when your aunt’s retirement party was, when a hand reached out and scared you. “I’m sorry to interrupt,” A voice said, and you felt your blood run cold. “But I love your shirt!”

Looking up, you went to sign thank you, when the man spoke again. “Holy shit.”

Shawn Mendes was stood across from you, and he tugged his sweatshirt cuff up to his elbow, revealing the sign language scrawled on his arm. “It’s you.”


a/n: i’m in love w this so i might make a part two. probably. tell me what you think :D 

anonymous asked:

Do you think you need to be a good screenwriter in order to be a good director? I'm working my way to be a director and my pitches are usually interesting but i cant write dialogue for life :/

Hello Anon,

There are many directors who are also screenwriters. However, there are even more people who are only one or the other. (I am a screenwriter and not a director.) So if you only want to be a director, there are plenty of screenwriters who would love to hand their scripts off to someone else (and vice versa)!

That being said, I do think it is important for directors to understand screenwriting and have a good grasp on the process behind it. The reason? There is so much extra material that isn’t physically present in screenplays, but affects the story nonetheless. Directors don’t have to align their vision with the writer, nor do they need to even consult the writer (although, I personally like it when they do)! They do, however, need to understand character dynamics, and the underlying meaning and motivations of characters if they want to effectively direct actors and portray the emotion of the story in the cinematography.

As for dialogue, I am a screenwriter who struggles with dialogue, so if that is the reason you don’t think you can be a screenwriter, I encourage you to reconsider. Practice and a bit of teaching can help you improve your dialogue.

  • Look at real-world dialogue. Go out in public and record conversations you hear. What are they saying without words? Can you determine their motivations? Their ideologies?
  • Avoid “echo” in your dialogue. Don’t have a straight question-and-answer conversation. An example would be:
    “Hello Becky.”
    “Hello Meg.”
    “I love your dress!”
    “Oh, this old thing?”
    “Old thing? It looks practically brand new!”
  • Instead, have characters ignore questions or change the subject:
    "Hello Becky.”
    “Meg.”
    “I love your dress!”
    “Where’s Joseph?”
    “He, umm… couldn’t make it.”
    “What a shame. Champagne?”
  • Observe body language. Often physical cues can say more than words. Does body language match verbal tone? What does body language reveal about dialogue?
  • Don’t be afraid of silence! Silence says a lot. Is it awkward? Comfortable? Does it show unease or nervousness? Is it intimidating? Is it meant to be? Do your characters interpret it differently? How do they react?
  • Give your characters unique voices. You should be able to identify the speaker based on how they talk. Are they loud? Quiet? Shy? Sarcastic? Do they babble? Stutter? Speak with an accent? What is their vocabulary like? Extensive? Limited? Do they use slang? Catch phrases? Do they quote movies or books?

Good luck!

Jules

Ayatollah [Newt Scamander x Reader]

PART TWO OF THE OXYGEN SERIES

Word Count: 1,209

Requests: Lots of you messaged me for this!

A/N: HERE IS THE HIGHLY REQUESTED PART 2 (OF 4) TO MY ONE SHOT OXYGEN I HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYS THIS AND THE REST TO COME!!!

BTW I think I am going to create a tag list so message me if you want to be on my permanent taglist or just on a tag list for a specific character! 

Let me see you get yourself/ Out of this situation/ Go ahead, accommodate me

Now it was the day for Newt and (y/n) to take leave from New York. Their time in New York was spent chasing Newt’s creatures who escaped his case. And (y/n) could be viewed as quite bitter from this situation. She hid in his case while they boarded the boat because she didn’t want Newt spending any money on her and because she frankly did not want to see Tina and Newt’s farewell for now. She just wanted to be in London. No, she wanted to be the one that made Newt’s face light up. That used to be her. 


She said “I’ve missed this mattress/ And I’ve missed being classless/ And this district’s lifeless”

And soon they were back in London which left (y/n) ecstatic but Newt could only be described as heartbroken. (Y/N) knew that she couldn’t let Newt suffer from lost love. Even though it meant she would have lost the love of her life.

“It’s nice to be home, right, Newt?” She smiled at him, attempting to lift his spirits

“Uh, yes, it- it is quite, um, nice”

“I know you want to be in New York.”

“W-what?” His eyes went wide in shock.

“You liked Tina, and being there. It’s okay to miss that and who knows. Maybe you’ll be assigned to go back there soon. But I’m afraid to say I probably will not join you,” and with that, you climbed out of the case, taking care of your apartment and its care.

I see potential in her/ Cause I see potential in her

“I don’t understand”

“What don’t you understand?” You asked Newt.

“You’re my companion a-and you love our creatures. Why wouldn’t you want to leave them, why do you want to leave me?”

“I don’t want to leave, but it’s what will be best.”

“No, no it won’t. You have potential, great potential, and you can’t just leave me- me I meant us.”

“Newt, you were so happy with Tina. I want you to go back to New York, back to Tina, a-and Queenie, and Jacob-”

“But you have to, no, NEED to stay with me.”

“I-I’m sorry Newt, I just want you to be happy,” with that, you left your shared apartment and went to the bar for the evening.

And I was only messing/ When I used to joke about/ Letting you down

(Y/N) returned from the bar, some what intoxicated, at a quarter to 1. She looked a mess; her hair in tangles, shirt untucked, and her top buttons undone. She attempted to sneak in, but Newt could hear the door shut from his case. 

As (y/n) took a seat at the chairs in the kitchen, he stepped out and made his way to her. But when he saw her, he was slightly taken aback from her appearance but he knew what happened. Some man tried to touch her.

“What was his name?”

“Why do you care?”

“(Y/N), what was his name?” He said, harsher this time.

“I-I don’t know, but he didn’t do anything to me.”

Newt sighed his head in his hands, “I should never have let you leave without me.”

“I’m fine, besides why should you care if I hooked up with some bloke who actually fancied me.” She retorted.

“(Y/N), why can’t you see how much I care for you. You’ve always been there for me, when I was expelled, when Leta left me broken, when I was arrested. You’re always there, taking care of me and making me happy. Why do you want to leave me and- and break my heart? Why do you think that’s a good idea?”

“I-I-I’m jealous and hurting Newt. And I’m not going to satisfy you any more because you found something better.”

“Better. Okay look, remember when I took you to meet my brother.”

Sweetheart I was dreading/ I was only dreading/ Meeting your brother

“Oh yes, and it was awful. You wouldn’t shut up about telling me how arrogant he was and I thought you were just being jealous but no,” she laughed and a tear fled down her face, “he was just as bad and I realized how much I wanted to protect you because of the way he talked to you.”

Newt smiled,” and I swore to myself that I would never let another man look at you like a piece of meat.”

“Really?”

“Yes,” he smiled.

Cause I see potential in you

“Newt, how do you see me?” You asked the next morning, and the question had somewhat shocked Newt.

“Excuse me?”

“What do you see me as? A friend, a little sister, a colleague, a-a.. a lover?”

“I don’t know how to answer.”

“That’s fine,” you replied softly and began to walk to your room.

“(Y/N), you are a lovely young lady and shouldn’t care for what others think of you.”

So call me in the morning/ When you’ve mixed up all your medicine/ I’ll make you feel a little better

The ministry issued Newt to go over to Ireland to see about a nasty Murtlap infestation. At first, he didn’t want to leave you alone, with all the mixed feelings between the two of you, but you convinced him by promising to call him every morning when you first woke up.

Two days later, you called him, upon hearing word he arrived in Ireland. The telephone rang a bit before the operator finally connected the phone lines. 

“Hello Newton,” you giggled.

“Hello (Y/N), have you taken your allergy medication?”

“Yes, Newt, first thing before dialing you.”

“Alright, I’ll be home in four days.” 


Show me in the evening/ Until you disembark/ And have a sudden change of heart

He finally arrived back home Saturday evening, an envelope sitting on his chair. At first worry began to flood through him as he called out your name.

“I’m in the kitchen, Newt, making you a nice dinner.”

He sighed a bit in relief, then entered the kitchen to see you. His body engulfed yours in a hug from behind. 

“Oh,” you giggled, “did you miss me?”

“Of course I did, you’re my best friend,” he smiled, “what was that envelope on my chair?”

“It’s a little present I got you.”

“What for?”

“Well, there’s two envelope’s there. Open the one from the ministry first.” 

Cause I see potential in you/ I see potential in you

His face lit up upon opening the letter. His body language revealed it was definitely fantastic news.

“Well, what is it?”

“My- my manuscript has been accepted!”

“This is amazing, Newt. Now open the other.”

Nervously, he carefully opened the tan envelope. The ticket inside surprised him.

“We’re going back to America.”

“Um, no, j-just you, Newt. I’m not going.”

“What?”   

Call me in the morning when/ You’ve mixed up all your medicine

“(Y/N), no, I can’t just leave you alone.”

“You can go tell Tina and Queenie about how the book will be out soon! You can celebrate with them.”

“B-But I want you there too.”

“Newt, Why would you need me there?”

I see potential in you

Newt sighed at how clueless and oblivious you were being, “(Y/N), I love you”

About the fourth season trailer and the "I love you" scene.

Before the premiere of season four:

For John (expectation):

It sure is for John!

There’s a mirror over there! Sherlock is declaring himself to John!

See your eyes full of love!

Your eyes are bright with so much love!

The tone of your voice, the tranquility when you say that you love it is fascinating!

Your body language reveals that he is declaring himself to John!

You can interpret a scene in different ways.


After TFP:

For Molly (reality):

This is ridiculous and abusive!

Poor Molly, he does not really love her!

Molly deserves better!

He did it out of pity and only to save his life!

Your eyes are filled with despair! He’s being forced to tell a lie!

The scene is very clear! There is no other interpretation! Sherlock does not love Molly! 

Conclusion: There are only theories and conspiracies and other interpretations if Sherlock loves John.

You see what you want and not what it is.

Oh Boy(s)--Chapter 3

Prompt: Two best friends, Tom Holland and Harrison Osterfield have a crush on the same girl. Harrison thinks Tom hates the girl and confides his feelings in him, causing Tom to continue being standoffish until one night he drunkenly confesses his own feelings to her, invoking an unintentional one night stand. What follows is put confusion and continual frustration. 

Warning: language

Rating: PG-13

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Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Four


(Y/N) walked outside of the home and back outside, her eyes glued to the online ordering page as she thumbs through the ingredient’s list. Her left threatened to buckle as she slowly came down from the high her body had been radiating on since Tom’s presence from moments earlier when each had peaked.

“How’s the pizza coming?” Jacob called over to her as she lounged in a lawn chair.

“It’s coming,” she laughed. “What do you guys want on it?” A slew of toppings were listed by various people, but (Y/N) could only focus on a few at a time as they jumped from pepperoni to beef, and then pineapples.

“Um, no,” Zendaya stated with a laugh.

“I agree,” (Y/N) laughed while clicking the meat options. “Pineapple does not belong on a pizza,” she stated which only lead to a long conversation debating pineapples’ position on pizza, and a slew of laughter to follow.

“What’s so funny?” Tom asked while rejoining his party.

“Pineapple pizza debate,” Laura sighed, knowing the argument would never be completed.

“Yeah,” Jacob interjected. “Z and (Y/N) say no.”

“Well it doesn’t,” Harry admitted.

“Harry’s not wrong,” Harrison agreed.

“You’re just saying that to agree with (Y/N),” Tom sneered.

“She makes excellent points,” Harrison smiled while folding himself over the back of the lawn chair (Y/N) was in and put his arms around her neck. (Y/N)’s eyes met Tom’s and found an unmistakable look of pain, jealousy, and angst fall across his face. Hoping to distract himself, Tom slipped into the water beside the twins and, upon looking at each of their faces, (Y/N) could tell they were taking notice of their older brother’s expression. Tom tried to keep himself from looking at Harrison and (Y/N), he tried to keep his body language from revealing his feelings for (Y/N) to the rest of the group, he tried to keep people from noticing the guilt swelling within him, but mostly, he tried not to think about what had happened in Harrison’s bedroom. Despite how right it felt, he knew it was wrong, and yet there was an overwhelming sensation for him to do it again. He tried to do everything in his power to keep his ears from turning red, but judging by how hot they felt against his head, Tom sighed in defeat. He huffed slightly while going underwater to cool his rising temper and relax the muscles in his face as they tensed unexpectedly when his eyes fell across the girl he had fallen for in his best friend’s arms.

“Everything okay?” Jacob asked as Tom rose from the water.

“Yeah,” he sighed, “I just don’t feel very well.”

“I don’t blame you,” Jacob said with a slight laugh in his tone. Immediately, Tom’s eyes flashed toward his Samoan friend and widened in panic.

“Why would you say that?” he asked hurriedly.

“You’ve been drinking most of the day,” Jacob explained as Tom stole a glance over his friend’s shoulder at (Y/N) and noticed she was looking at him as well.

“Yeah,” he muttered, “that’s gotta be it.” It wasn’t long until Jacob left Tom to his brothers who knew more than anyone else at the party when it came to Tom’s feelings toward (Y/N).

Harry and Sam sat on either side of Tom as the three stared at the stars. Tom had confided in them long ago about what he truly thought of (Y/N), and as much as Harry, Sam, and Tom loved Harrison as a brother, the situation was sticky. Of all the years Tom and Harrison have known one another, they never had this large of an issue between them, and now, because of Tom and (Y/N), the situation had only become stickier.

“He hasn’t told her about his crush, you know,” Harry stated.

“It’s not that,” Tom muttered half-heartedly. “I just fucked things up more than they needed to be.”

“Are you ready to go home?” Sam asked as the pitiful expression on Tom’s otherwise happy face continued to spread. A guilty nod was exchanged and he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration.

“What about (Y/N)?” Harry asked as Tom shifted through the water, desperately trying to get further away from the source of his frustration.

“What do you mean?” Tom asked. His heart pounded against his chest as his eyes darted from one set of eyes to another and then back in hope of reading the twins’ expression, terrified they’d discovered what he was hiding.

“Isn’t she staying in your old room?” Harry asked again. Under his breath, Tom huffed another choice obscenity as he and the twins wadded toward the edge of the pool and began to drip dry as they walked toward their towels. As fate would have it, Tom’s towel was beneath (Y/N)’s legs as she lay out across a lounging lawn chair. Harrison was still showering her with attention in hopes to draw hers over and it caused Tom to become even more aggravated. 

Seeing (Y/N) stretched out, he couldn’t fight picturing her as he had her only moments ago: flat on her back, gazing up into his eyes, her legs wincing beneath him, his lips on her neck. Tom quickly grabbed the towel resting beneath (Y/N)’s legs and tied it in a bulky knot around his waist, hoping to cover the earliest signs of arousal that threatened as his blood pulsed through his veins toward a certain extremity. 

Now that (Y/N) knew how Tom felt about her, she couldn’t help notice the obvious uneasiness that had always loomed across Tom’s face when Harrison flirted with her. It was as though each of them had dialed their ‘natural’ behaviors to eleven–Tom had become more of a grumpy jerk and she had become even more passive in terms of Harrison’s attention.

“What was that for?” Harrison asked, still drunk.

“I needed my towel,” Tom stated in a gruff voice. Instantly (Y/N) narrowed her eyes at the brown eyed brunette, a slight panic in her expression as she feared he’d spill their secret.

“You’re leaving?” Tony asked as Tom and his brothers continued to grab their things.

“I thought Paddy was on the way,” Jacob pressed.

“Dad’s car wouldn’t start so Paddy can’t make it,” Sam lied as he grabbed his wallet and keys from the table.

“Are you ready to leave?” Harry asked. “If not we can come back or I can stay until you want to go.”

“No,” (Y/N) interrupted. “I’m ready to go if you are; there’s no reason to put any of you out more than I am,” she reassured while rising from the chair and wrapping a towel around her shoulders. Both Tom and (Y/N) made their rounds, saying their goodbyes to each of their friends, while Sam and Harry stood at the gate that lead toward the driveway. She was the first to make her way toward the twins and, despite not being an actress, she was being significantly less transparent than Tom.

As soon as the oldest Holland brother made his way toward the trio that had made their way toward the car, the twins piled into the front seat, leaving Tom and (Y/N) to fall into the back together. (Y/N) rested her hand in the middle seat as she eased into the car and left it there as Harry backed out of the drive and started toward Tom’s apartment. As Tom’s thoughts continued to run through his head with anxiety ridden fever, again, his own curious impulse was something he couldn’t keep himself from acting on. Slowly, Tom leaned forward, as if to speak to his brothers in the front seat, giving him an excuse to gently place his hand over (Y/N)’s. 

She was as addicting as the liquor he’d poured down his throat that day. After one taste it was impossible to have enough. He wanted her. He needed her, and as much as he knew he couldn’t have her, he had to know if this was more than sex to either of them. Lightly, he tried to wrap his fingers around hers as Sam and Harry spoke to one another. Her heart pounded as her mind battled with doing the right thing and wanting to further explore the forbidden with Tom. She remained still under his touch, too guilty to do anything other than mentally scream at herself, but no response was not enough for Tom. He had to know. With faux confidence, he looked straight into (Y/N)’s eyes and then to their interlocked hands. She squeezed his hand in hers and then slipped from his grasp with a saddened look on her face.

“Change of plans,” Sam announced, pulling both Tom and (Y/N) away from their internal confections of doing what’s right and doing what feels right. “(Y/N) has to stay with you, Tom.”

“What? Why?” Tom questioned. 

“Mum didn’t say, she just asked if you would mind,” Sam stated. “It won’t be a problem, right?” Tom’s dark eyes locked onto (Y/N)’s as she shook her head. Bad idea, Tom. Really bad idea, she thought.

“That’s fine,” Tom stated with a smirk as a plan began to take shape.