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So you’re finally finished uandishi it – the thing that has taken up all of your free time for the past two years (or more), the monkey on your back that wouldn’t let wewe sleep, that had wewe pulling out your pen and paper while on vacation with your family because The Idea came to you…
Well, you’re finished. wewe want to print it out, slap on a title, and send it off.
Hold up, there partner! Pause, breathe, put the the manuscript down. Easy! There wewe go….
What’s the big deal with a title?
Everything! It’s the first thing that a potential reader will see, the line that will either catch an editor’s attention au send it straight to the trash can. Just as your name represents you, the title of your book must be representative and catchy for your novel.
The good, the bad, and the ugly…    
There are three distinct groups of titles.
The first is the good: the ones that catch attention, make a reader pick the book up, scan the front, turn it over and read the back, and then on to the checkout stand. Examples: Empress, Boiling Point, Crown of Thorns, Slaughterhouse-Five, A Feast for Crows.
The bad: have a hit and miss chance of grabbing a reader, with good enough cover art and some fantastic nukuu from the New York Times au Publisher’s Weekly, they may be read. They probably won’t be the first book a reader picks up, but it’s possible. Examples: The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, War of the Gods, Secrets of Droon: The Hidden Stairs and the Magic Carpet, Maximum Ride: the Angel Experiment.
Then the ugly: get the response “how did this ever get onto this shelf?” “What was the editor/author thinking?” Examples: World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War, The Adventures of papa Boy and Lava Girl…
So how do wewe name it?
Unfortunately, while there is a plethora of baby-name vitabu flooding the market and internet, there is no “novel-name book” for authors. So, wewe must be creative. Which really shouldn’t be that hard – hell, wewe wrote a book, didn’t you?
Coming up with the name of your novel should be a process started at the same time wewe write the firs paragraph, and honestly, will and should go on until you’re done with your final edit. It’s not an easy task – parents may argue and pine over it for nine months – why should your naming process be any different?
Following are several tips to help wewe come up witht the ideal name for your “baby.” These are merely brainstorming techniques to hopefully help something click in that creative cavity wewe have sitting between your shoulders:
Make a list
1. the names of your main characters
2. the major places in your book
3. any special talismans/objects that play a specific/important role (ie. The Sword of Shanara)
4. creatures, animals, aliens, names
Your plot
1. what is the point of your book?
2. is there a journey? To where? For why?
3. are wewe uandishi about a deeper meaning?
4. can wewe tie in your book with current events au maarufu topics? (ie the Davinci Code)
5. what are your characters trying to do?
Google is your best friend
1. tafuta for pictures of a theme, character, creature, place, etc. that wewe feel represents your book. You’ll come across some cool (and weird) things, and may give wewe direction.
2. see what others uandishi about similar topics are using for titles. Make sure your title isn’t too close to another’s.
3. get some zaidi backstory on an item, relic, place, au animal in your story. Again, think muse…
Have fun
1. play up on words and items in your book (ie One of our newest vitabu due out inayofuata summer is “Of Quills and Kings,” in which the villan is a demonic and sadistic hedgehog that overthrows the crown…)
2. be witty. wewe are trying to grab science fiction/fantasy/horror/etc fans, not collegiate professors that enjoy spending all of their waking hours with their pet rock. Uh…
3. be original. wewe want to stand out, but don’t be too off-beat that wewe scare people away.

I own nothing , the makala came from here : link
My Dream



My dream is to make the world a better place.
For wewe and me and the people to come.
I want peace in this world,
And love,
And harmony.
The world we live in now is curl and cool,
and filled with war.
It’s like we’re all on a wheel of all the angry,
thoughts and feeling’s.
A never ending and every winning
race of hate.
My dream is make the world brighter
and free.
A place that doesn’t know pain au hurt.
Only upendo and freedom.
In my mind I have a magical place,
were no one makes fun of you,
And wewe will be loved.
In my magical place there’s no such thing as hurtful words.
And this is how going...
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posted by h3rmioneg
(Verse 1)
Waitin'
it's loadin'
just wanna get out of here
Waitin'
I'm fine
just wanting wewe to get out of my life
How long does it take for wewe to leave?
just wonderin'
How long does it take for wewe to leave?
Just Wonderin in in in

(Chorus)
I've been waitin'
my entire life
for wewe to leave
Petals and Sticks
all fake and broken
wewe didn't know what love
was till wewe met me
I bet wewe haven't changed
since
I Waitin' Waitin'

(Verse 2)
onyesha up in a pink dress
waitin' for my upendo to address
I'm like come on
au I'm gettin' out of here

(Chorus)

(Bridge)
I want the life to leave
through thin air
7 miles away
I'm Waitin'

(Pre-Chorus)
for wewe to leave me
for wewe to go outerspace
and that's what I'm waitin' for

(Chorus)

(Verse 1)

(Chorus)

I' Waitin'
posted by alicia386
Sorry this isn't the best chapter but I didn't really have time to write it out better. I understand if wewe don't like it either

Please review and comment. Thank wewe and enjoy!

Chapter Eleven

September
It was the big premiere of his movie Hourglass and all of the watu mashuhuri showed up. It was a huge hit and he had to say that it was amazing. Since Cassidy and Milo were arrested, he had to re cast their parts. Actually the girl to take Cassidy's part really liked him. He would totally go for it but he just couldn't was not looking for a relationship. Her name was Amber Washington and she had dark...
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chapter (1)

it's raining outsaid ,david finished his work early today ,he took his sons from school and brought them back nyumbani
mary was daivd's wife and the mother of four children (kiven,poul, jack and kat ),when david and his sons entered the house mary was surprised seeing them in the house in that time
"you're early today "mary said
"yea ,mary can I talk to wewe in the jikoni ?"david asked
"yea ,sure"mary said

mary and david sit on the sofa that their little where daughter sleep at night
"ok I don't know how to tell wewe this ,but we should songesha "david said
"move to where ? and why? "mary asked...
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*Short romance story, I'm guess it's cliche. Please don't copy and please read and review, summary under :)*
Summary: Jonah Grey is really getting on my nerves. Everyday at lunch he keeps on throwing Candy to my spot at the meza, jedwali with my friends. Why? He’s trying to aggravate me…or maybe not.
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    “He’s doing it again! Why can’t he stop!” I whined, swatting away a Candy bar.
    “You should just talk to him, that’s all he wants.” Vivian, my best friend since pre-k suggested.
    I scoffed. “All he wants is another...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Nine

The inayofuata day, Mason and Olivia were recommended to seek some help. Olivia just wanted a clue to her future. Her life couldn't have been any worse. Her parents were dead, Cassidy hated her and Mason was sending her mixed signals about there relationship. When she had called him, he seemed a little edgy. It could just be Olivia's imagination though. Mason needed mental help. On the outside he was solid as a rock but on the inside he was as fragile as porcelain. Mason went to a psychiatrist and Olivia went to a psychic. This would give them the majibu they mostly desperately craved....
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How to Hate My Very upendo

How tragic is the story of the lady on White Chapel road

How her upendo so dear and faithful was scared of death row

Now her veins full of poison thick as oil and hate

That poison she spits out to feed her pet snake

And yet she remains in the darkest hours of night

Though in hell were Satan never leaves her sight

With her upendo so thin and frail and on his dying bed

He whispers his last words to her ears which they fed

To the cliff she goes now that lady on White Chapel road

To step off that steep cliff to what pain waits below

MY GARDEN IS MY salama PLACE

I have a garden where I...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Eight

Mason was a wreck this morning. He was embarrassed and ashamed. He had acted like an idiot especially when he confessed his upendo for Olivia. What was he thinking? Be had embarrassed himself, Olivia, and Cassidy. Couldn't he do anything right? Staying in kitanda was the only way for him to keep his emotions in control. If he was lucky, no one would remember that night let alone what he said. He alisema some pretty awful and truly disturbing things. He wanted to apologize to Olivia that night but when she came downstairs she ran out the door and down the block.

He slumped in his kitanda thinking...
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posted by sawfan13
He woke up all alone in the darkness. He felt something
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?

He heard footsteps coming, as his moyo started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
posted by hgfan5602
All these years...
Are so memorable,
Every bit of it.
Even though they are not all
Good memories,
Bad memories are just as memorable
As good memories.

Looking back on the past,
Remembering my life before,
How everything was so amazing,
How all my Marafiki changed my life,
Giving me memories that will last
My whole life long.

Do not worry,
I still remember all the good times
That we had.
Doing cannonballs into the cold water,
Laughing like we don't have a care
In the world.

I still remember
How wewe gave me all your courage
How wewe allowed me to onyesha myself,
To be content to share all my knowledge
With the world.

None...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Six

In the last week Olivia and Mason have been avoiding each other. She may be his assistant and he may be the boss but they didn't have to be in each other's company everyday. Mason stayed away because Olivia avoided him. Olivia avoided Mason because Cassidy tole her to. Olivia knew for sure that, that girl was dangerous but what did she possibly want from Mason. He has those amazing looks but Cassidy Golden wasn't the type to stay with one man for very long and the guys she usually dated were models.

Mason was literally in the middle of it all. He had numerous of things to do especially...
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Chapter 2



Warren was fine after resting from his accident in the kuoga that morning. He grabbed his trusty baseball bat, his protective shelter of a black blanket and walked downstairs to help out Eliza. Eliza was in the jikoni washing dishes, as
Warren silently walked in there. She didn't notice him beside of her, as she went along humming "I'll Fly Away". He smiled and said,"Good song! I loved how they sang it on O' Brother Where Art Thou." Eliza jumped, as a plate broke on the floor.
"Oh shit, I mean shoot!" Warren laughed, as he knelt down, feeling the floor, trying to help out the scared...
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posted by wantadog
Missing
Chapter one



    So here I was. Alone in a small Arizona town that up until today had housed a bustling community. I have no idea what happened either. I woke up to find everything the way it usually was. Hyperactive brother, overprotective father, working mother. A normal life for a normal girl. My name is Juliet Grim.


    “Jules, wake up! Now!”
Juliet Grim woke up this morning like all the rest. With her father making a big fuss over her waking up and taking care of the animals. They could wait and saa au two, right? But according to him, “They...
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posted by alicia386
"I would like the first option please."

"Very maarufu choice," he commented. He motioned with his fingers for me to follow him down the hallway. "You will a completely different person but with very similar personality traits and because we can't really have wewe killing yourself off again, I've decided to make your life horrid. wewe will be mistreated and unloved. wewe won't have much and wewe will not want it either."

"No fair," I said. "That isn't any different from my old life. I thought in this new life I would have a better life like nice parents and maybe a sibling au two."

"Actually, Ms. White,"...
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posted by Problematic129
Chapter 5
    The school routine
    By the sekunde week, I was firmly in my school routine. Wake up, breakfast, school, limited fun time, sleep, repeat. We had an official Gal table, and I believe we have three new gal’s. Though wewe can’t be sure, I only know the one we confirmed.
    Believe it au not, Talia. Yep, crazy pants is with us now, though she’s still crazy she’s not insane anymore. In fact, the doctors were surprised she miraculously recovered. My theory? School changed her, it did to me.
    She...
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posted by Problematic129
~Genre: Fiction, fantasy~
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Mikey
    Now, I’m not saying I was scared au anything, but I couldn’t help but feel a chilling sensation when I saw the stone again, still glowing, but brighter than before. It was like some twisted sick foreboding object, something that, as beautiful as it was, I didn’t ever want to see au touch again. We all stared at it, trying not to get to memorized as before. We were at some deserted park Terry use to come when she was a child, but after a kid died her parents shunned her from the place.
    How nice.
    “Okay…so,...
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posted by Problematic129
~Genre: Fiction, fantasy~
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    Zaria
    “It’s a crystal, it’s a crystal, it’s a crystal, it’s a freaking glowing crystal!” Edith shouted staring at it with horrific fascination.
     “Should we keep it?” Iris asked, poking the thing hesitantly.
    Stilere glared at her. “Yes we should, this is what we’ve been looking for.”
    “What exactly is it?” Alex asked. “And why are we looking for it?”
    Stilere shrugged. “Well, for one I don’t think...
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posted by TheEvilHoodie
The twins woke early. It had been a dark, stormy night - even some of the big ones were scared. They sat up and stretched in unison before clambering out of their smooth wooden high-walled bed. They had previously found a way to push down the bars, making the jump on the other side much less challenging and not so hard on the derriere. They took the stairs one at a time, clinging on to the handrails on either side. The twins entered the living room, fumbling around in the dark for the matches to light the torches they had fashioned out of thick wood and coal. Once this was done, they crawled...
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posted by Problematic129
~Genre: Fiction, fantasy~     
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    Stilere
    I could barely conentrate throughout the day, my mind kept on wondering. Why did we need to learn at a time like this? It feels like it was just yesterday that we were almost killed kwa this storm created from the book, and the school knows it too. Why risk it?
    The swali asked for all layers, and I could tell I was really asking myself. Why risk it? For a book of all things, a few months zamani if wewe alisema I’d be counting ona book I would have laughed in your face,...
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posted by SweetHoneyBunny
A few days had passed since Zayhr had come here. He fit in with us and soon grew to become a great friend. Yes, he stuttered, but none of us were normal either. I had continued to have a crush on him, and I think he had one on me because nearly every time I caught myself staring at him, I found him looking back.

That night, I had started drifting off to sleep after finding Bailey's teddy, when I heard someone talking. Sitting up in my bed, I looked over at Bailey but she was sound asleep. I listened closer, it was coming from Zayhr's room. He was muttering something, but he wasn't loud enough...
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