Red_Leasia

“It’s okay. Writers should be strange.”— Edgar Allan Poe

pattuck418

@Red_Leasia exactly. We wouldn’t be able to be creative without that touch of strangeness. 
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Red_Leasia

“You always get more respect when you don’t have a happy ending.”
          – Julia Quinn
          
          ^^ Is this true? I'm not going to lie, I love a good happily ever after ending.

katrin_writes

@Red_Leasia I can see that, but it may be topic-specific. I think love stories get more acclaim when they are dramas with a sad ending rather than romance with a happy ending.
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RiisingNovels

@Red_Leasia No idea actually. I think it's very individual. I respect writers that write well, have good characters and a good plot, no matter the ending.
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Nablai

@Red_Leasia I don't believe you need sad endings to command respect. Happy endings are better and infinitely more respectful than sad endings as they give hope to an otherwise bleak world. 
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Red_Leasia

“A writer is a world trapped in a person.” — Victor Hugo

pattuck418

@Red_Leasia yeah. The college does little that makes sense. Next year they are going to exclusively eight week classes that nobody wants or is happy about. 
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Red_Leasia

@pattuck418 so they shut it down? That makes little sense.
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pattuck418

@Red_Leasia on this site (not talking about you at all) readers are trapped in a cycle of reading drivel and poorly written works. The school I work for shut down its creative writing classes because they went from well-written works to Wattpad in class. The powers-that-be said those kinds of works were not fit for a college environment. Go figure.
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Red_Leasia

"Everybody walks past a thousand story ideas every day. The good writers are the ones who see five or six of them. Most people don’t see any.” — Orson Scott

Red_Leasia

@ScotMorrison sounds like something worth reading!
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ScotMorrison

@Red_Leasia my muse introduced imagination to creativity on a Sunday afternoon. What followed was an amazing conversation as white and black swans lit into the bluish-green sky. From a chat near a quiet lake a new story was born. Whether it was read or not, is another story waiting to be told.
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