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Writers of Wildminds

I was just thinking how many good writers we have in here, so I wanted to make a group for people to share their writings on here ^__^

Members: 48
Latest Activity: Apr 14

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Preference? Use current DD as writing story plot, or seperate written stories from DD?

Started by Brandy AZ Chase. Last reply by The1andonlyAbber Mar 18. 10 Replies

I'm curious what is your USUAL preferance when using DD and writing? Do you tend to write the DD down as you experience it or after it concludes (if it does)? Or do you make seperate stories…Continue

Couple questions concerning writing and daydreaming

Started by writerspeak. Last reply by Water Lily Aug 22, 2013. 2 Replies

Hi, I've been a daydreamer for as long as I can remember. For years I've been told I could use it creatively, such as in writing, but never bothered because I didn't know how to use daydreaming in my…Continue

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Comment by The1andonlyAbber on March 18, 2014 at 7:23pm
For me, writing seems almost like another form of daydreaming, except that there is an actual product you get at the end. It's harder than regular daydreaming, though.
Comment by simran k on November 27, 2013 at 4:05am
Hello. I enjoy writting and i was very happy with myself untill i realised lately that its md happening to me. Only then have i realised how much it is affecting my life. I gave up writting to be honest. And its been only a few days that i realised it. Its very hurting.
Comment by Neva Darbe on November 21, 2013 at 6:49pm

I'm new to this site and I'm a writer.

Comment by Jenna on September 2, 2013 at 3:01pm

@ Mikaso, I understand completely that feeling.  It may sound weird, but it's competently understandable. Things just pop out when you write that you didn't originally think of.

Comment by Mikaso on August 30, 2013 at 7:59am

I'm writing a book about one of my characters. The people I work with know about it, but think its funny when I say stuff like "So I just found out Leyla has a sister." But that's how it works. Yes, I'm writing it, but still sometimes it writes itself an suprises me.

Comment by Carlos on July 2, 2013 at 11:22am
Cassandra. I'd be happy to share in your work. My email address is kiemacarlos@gmail.com
Comment by Christine D. on July 1, 2013 at 8:21am
Here is a very short fiction (500 words) about MD. I wrote it in English a few years ago, when I thought I was perhaps the only one in the world with MD. The title is "My Name is Philippe".

My name is Philippe (French), and I am Mr. Smith's imaginary friend. I have been for ever, but I am not a flying cloaked hero anymore. I no longer prevent the schoolboy from jumping into the void. I'm not either the talkative roommate, good for boosting self-confidence or playing sex coach with round eyes. Nowadays, I ask the old man to breathe deeply, to open his mouth and to say “A” as in abstraction. I ask him to follow my finger from right to left and from left to right. Could come a coma, could happen an accident—a shock, a yell and gyrophares. When Mr. Smith opens his eyes, he sees a caring gentleman, wearing a white smock.

For Mr. Smith, it is all right to feel pain, all right to be assaulted and wounded, all right to undergo an agony, to deal with dreadful disabilities, with blindness, with paraplegia, with every loss... I always help. Is this an open wound? I guarantee that it heals in no time. Is this degeneration? I concoct miracle cures. I keep death on the side. I pass for an angel or a ghost. I take the old man by the hand, lead him to the engine room, send him headfirst into large metallic cylinders and use over him formidable devices that are not yet invented.

His great-granddaughter is clear-witted. “Poppa,” she says, “do you have an imaginary friend?”

"Hmm… yes,” replies the worrying old man.

"Is he good looking?”

"Good looking?! Hmm… I don't know. Imaginary friends are always hurried when you're an adult. I guess I don't have time to see them! Ha! Ha!”

“You have many?!"

Despite his wobbling jaw, the old man takes a deep breath and declares: “Well, imaginary friends transform themselves. They grow up, in their own way. When you turn white and shaky, one single voice remains and helps you think".

Mr. Smith walks away from the child, opens the fridge and tries to find a snack or a distraction. It is risky, at his age, to deceive and be presumptuous. His heart beats fast. His mouth dries up. Sparkly, atom-like dots blur his vision. Suddenly, some kind of rapid warming spreads throughout his body, followed by an abrupt, astounding contraction of all his muscles. His mind collapses as if his last hour has come.

Lying on the floor, the old man has this expression on his face, 'comme Mallarmé devant le spectre d'Einstein'—a French expression so challenging it could stimulate countless dissertations and seminars. The boy is busy. He is standing on a chair and hanging an apricot-size crystal prism in front of the window. The object throws mini rainbows all over the kitchen. The black cat, up on his two back paws, tries to catch them. My name is Philippe. Mr. Smith is being transported on a stretcher. My expertise is needed. I ought to see, in Mr. Smith's dilated pupils, the projection of his last reverie.
Comment by Jenna on March 10, 2013 at 6:39pm

@ Cassandra I'm sure you'll find someone. Try emailing our members, maybe?

I would accept your offer, but I'm afraid I'm too busy. :/

Also congratulations!  :)

Comment by Cassandra Lynn Wible on March 8, 2013 at 6:23am

I am currently looking for someone to preview my writing and see what they think! I have 22000 words! 

Comment by Jenna on February 7, 2013 at 5:22pm

@ Terrell Interesting world.  I say if you can get it down out of your head and it doesn't make the daydreaming more severe than go for it. Sounds wild, but neat. ^__^

 

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