Terrence Said:

How do you revise and edit your creative writing?

We Answered:

One of my favorite, most useful ways is to read it aloud. That way it is very obvious when a sentence is awkward, or when something doesn't sound like what a particular character would say.

Cory Said:

Does anyone know how I can find an online journal related to editing, writing or publishing?

We Answered:

Here's a pretty good (but incomplete) list, though I think it's mostly America-centric.

http://wac.colostate.edu/journals/

Minnie Said:

Please help with editing creative writing!?

We Answered:

I will let you know beforehand that I prefer concise descriptions and statements. I like that you let your imagination dictate your essay, but you overdid it. As a result, it was repetitive in some places. You need to find the balance between description and lack of it. What I mean is that you need to leave room for the reader to use his or her imagination. Everyone, at least I think, has experienced a thunderstorm and therefore has some idea in his or her mind of its power and after-effect. Your interpretation is different from his or hers so you must leave out the small, typically trite details for it to be effective. I hope you understand this—it is essential that you do.

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A paradoxical phenomenon took place after a destructive and chaotic storm (hit): peace.

Days before, relentless drops of rain, flying debris, thundering skies, and cascading waves plagued my town. It was as if Mother Nature unleashed her fury on us. Her lips released ferocious winds; her eyes, missiles in liquid form and fiery flames. Her touch left me frozen with sheer terror, an overwhelming feeling of powerlessness, despite a glass window protecting me from her grasp.

Below me, the river was in utter turmoil--a raging torrent. White-capped waves carried brown, murky debris down the bank. Oblivious, it was unrelenting as it rose to dangerous levels.

Surrounded by her destruction, I could not help wondering, “Would she ever relent?” After several hours, she left our town, though in ruin. But all I cared about was that she left!

I admit that the eerie calm that ensued left me speechless and stunned. How could Mother Nature be simultaneously malicious and gentle?

A couple days later, everything was ordinary, as if no storm occurred. The sun appeared, the rain subsided, the clouds left, and the wind desisted, and the river returned to its former state—a clear reflective mirror. It was a glorious day for kayaking, and only the trail of ripples my paddle leaves disturbed the water.

Hope I helped!

Peace :)

Kelly Said:

What should the title be for my myth for creative writing?

We Answered:

painting a new beginning...??? ^_^