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Post by rosabelbelieve on Mar 15, 2008 18:56:08 GMT
I definitely hope so.
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Post by Al Truest on Mar 15, 2008 19:03:40 GMT
Even you Al will surf the wave! I'll test the water with my toe if the tide ever reaches me. BTW - How will you reconcile some of the predictions you've made that have not come to fruition? e.g. Kate's tour and the '08 phenomenon?
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Post by Neo Stella on Mar 19, 2008 19:34:18 GMT
Ever been wrong Al?
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Post by Al Truest on Mar 23, 2008 16:13:32 GMT
You know the answer to that Doug. Mine was a fair question. If the theme of your book is based on prediction and possibilities; you may have painted yourself in to a corner. It may be more difficult to get published without editing out some errors. The work will get vetted at some point... 'better now than later - if at all.
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Post by Neo Stella on Mar 24, 2008 10:15:06 GMT
If you are directed by logic, then you are right. However, magic doesn't work like that. Sometimes being wrong is being right and vice-versa. You can draw out the greatest power by appearing to be going in the opposite direction when all the time your plan was to harness the power of your apparent opponent. We are all partners in the grand scheme. As I am about to launch. . .take aim!
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Post by Al Truest on Mar 25, 2008 0:55:22 GMT
If you are directed by logic, then you are right. I hate to pick, but yes I am right. There is order in congruity. If you want to travel alone then live in a dream world. But how can you expect to sell books if people think you are wrong or that you do not even try to make a connection? 'you profess to know how magic works?? Good luck.
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Post by Neo Stella on Nov 25, 2009 19:08:38 GMT
It really is great having this forum as a resource. How do we know we'll never lose it? Having written and disposed of my story on three separate occasions I am almost at the point of publication again. I have a bookwright supporting me this time: www.thebookwright.com We are planning to release it in three parts as a blog, the first at the end of December, the second at the end of January and the third at the end of February. The existing blog will be re-vamped and developed to facilitate this: edgeofdreams.wordpress.comThen at the end of April we'll release the whole thing as an ebook. On the 10/10/10 it will be out as a hard copy book. If what I believe to be true happens then it will fly...
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Post by tannis on Nov 25, 2009 22:27:15 GMT
It really is great having this forum as a resource. How do we know we'll never lose it? Having written and disposed of my story on three separate occasions I am almost at the point of publication again. I have a bookwright supporting me this time: www.thebookwright.com We are planning to release it in three parts as a blog, the first at the end of December, the second at the end of January and the third at the end of February. The existing blog will be re-vamped and developed to facilitate this: edgeofdreams.wordpress.comThen at the end of April we'll release the whole thing as an ebook. On the 10/10/10 it will be out as a hard copy book. If what I believe to be true happens then it will fly... Thank you for the update, Neo, and wishing you all the very best...
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Post by Neo Stella on Feb 14, 2010 14:06:03 GMT
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Post by Neo Stella on Mar 20, 2010 17:47:30 GMT
Producing a work of art is more tiring than anything I've ever undertaken.
Can anyone tell me what they think of this part?
As a small boy, I dreamed of being a top professional footballer. In my classes at school, in English, I would be writing out fixtures. In Maths, I’d be calculating league tables. The only thing that mattered to me was football. Consequently, I left school with little qualifications, however, I was offered apprentice professional terms at Fulham Football Club, and so began the realisation of my football dreams.
In English, we were studying the classic Wuthering Heights. I quite liked the teacher so for this lesson I paid attention and got into the story. I really liked the character of Heathcliff and his love for the tempestuous Cathy. As I got further into the book, I too began to fall in love with Cathy. Oh, to be Heathcliff! I dreamed of finding a girl like her in real life.
One day I gatecrashed a party with a friend of mine. It was in the garage of a large house in Camberley. I was there for literally two minutes when the girl whose house it was approached me across the garage floor. I didn’t know it was her house at the time. As she came nearer, we looked into each others‘ eyes, smiled and with no introductions she sat on my knee and we began kissing. After a few minutes, we stopped and I asked her “what’s your name?” I was stunned when she replied “It’s Cathy,” for as she approached me, she was my image of Cathy from Wuthering Heights and this was really her name. I thought to myself, this is my destiny. I’m going to marry this girl.
Now, my dad had drilled into me Never Let Women Interfere With Your Football. Cathy asked to see me on the following Saturday instead of playing football and I had a decision to make. Do I choose the football dream or this dream of Cathy. What do you think I chose? Yes. The football dream. A few months later, I signed apprentice professional forms with Fulham as I said. The football dream was on the road and Cathy became just a memory.
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Post by tannis on Mar 21, 2010 0:27:14 GMT
Producing a work of art is more tiring than anything I've ever undertaken. Can anyone tell me what they think of this part? As a small boy, I dreamed of being a top professional footballer. In my classes at school, in English, I would be writing out fixtures; in Maths, I’d be calculating league tables. The only thing that mattered to me was football. Consequently, I left school with few qualifications. However, I was offered apprentice professional terms at Fulham Football Club, and so began the realisation of my football dreams.
In English, we were studying the classic Wuthering Heights. I quite liked the teacher so for this lesson I paid attention and got into the story. I really liked the character of Heathcliff and his love for the tempestuous Cathy. As I got further into the book, I too began to fall in love with Cathy. Oh, to be Heathcliff! I dreamed of finding a girl like her in real life.
One day I gatecrashed a party with a friend of mine. It was in the garage of a large house in Camberley. I was there for literally two minutes when the girl whose house it was approached me across the garage floor. I didn’t know it was her house at the time. As she came nearer, we looked into each other's eyes, smiled and with no introductions she sat on my knee and we began kissing. After a few minutes, we stopped and I asked her, “What’s your name?” I was stunned when she replied “It’s Cathy,” for, as she approached me, she was my image of Cathy from Wuthering Heights and this was really her name. I thought to myself, this is my destiny. I’m going to marry this girl.
Now, my dad had drilled into me Never Let Women Interfere With Your Football. Cathy asked to see me on the following Saturday instead of playing football, so I had a decision to make. Do I choose the football dream or this dream of Cathy. What do you think I chose? Yes. The football dream. A few months later, I signed apprentice professional forms with Fulham as I said. The football dream was on the road and Cathy became just a memory. Neo, it's fine! I changed a bit [in bold], but not once did I lose interest in reading it through, and I look forward to the next section.
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Post by Neo Stella on Oct 1, 2011 22:06:30 GMT
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