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Writing Tips From J.K. Rowling          

Joanne Rowling

Joanne Rowling: You know the name of a more technical c. K. Rowling, date of birth: July 31, 1965, a novelist and author of the screenplay and produced the British film holds the Order of the British honor, the title of Diem, I knew authored novels Harry Potter series Alphentakizh which won through which a number of awards including the Hugo Award for best novel, choosing children's Nickelodeon Award book favorite, Glamour Award for best author

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“Be ruthless about protecting writing days, i.e., do not cave in to endless requests to have "essential" and "long overdue" meetings on those days. The funny thing is that, although writing has been my actual job for several years now, I still seem to have to fight for time in which to do it. Some people do not seem to grasp that I still have to sit down in peace and write the books, apparently believing that they pop up like mushrooms without my connivance. I must therefore guard the time allotted to writing as a Hungarian Horntail guards its firstborn egg.”

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“You've got to work. It's about structure. It's about discipline. It's all these deadly things that your school teacher told you you needed... You need it."

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“I stopped pretending to myself that I was anything other than what I was, and began to direct all my energy into finishing the only work that mattered to me.”

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"Write what you know: your own interests, feelings, beliefs, friends, family and even pets will be your raw materials when you start writing. Develop a fondness for solitude if you can, because writing is one of the loneliest professions in the world!"

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 "[... You need to write something that a publisher would want to publish (it only takes one, but it might take a while to find them. If you are turned down by every single publisher in existence, you will have to consider the possibility that what you have written is not publishable). Next, you need to approach the publisher, either directly, or (which is advisable if you can manage it) by securing an agent who will act on your behalf. The best way to find agents' and publishers' addresses is to consult 'The Writer's and Artist's Yearbook', which is updated every year (Double-check that you are writing to the right person/people; don't, for example, send science fiction to a publisher of medical textbooks). Wait. Pray. This is the way Harry Potter got published."

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 “Sometimes you have to get your writing done in spare moments here and there.”

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 “I always advise children who ask me for tips on being a writer to read as much as they possibly can. Jane Austen gave a young friend the same advice, so I’m in good company there.”

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"Perseverance is absolutely essential, not just to produce all those words, but to survive rejection and criticism."

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“What you write becomes who you are… So make sure you love what you write!”

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 "All a writer needs is talent & ink."

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"Failure is inevitable — make it a strength."

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"You have to resign yourself to the fact that you waste a lot of trees before you write anything you really like, and that’s just the way it is. It’s like learning an instrument, you’ve got to be prepared for hitting wrong notes occasionally, or quite a lot, cause I wrote an awful lot before I wrote anything I was really happy with."

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 “I just write what I wanted to write. I write what amuses me. It's totally for myself."

Net since now others by mahmoud darwish

Mahmoud Darwish, one of the most important poets of Palestinian and Arab and international, who has been associated with their name and the poetry of revolution home. Darwish is considered one of the most prominent of which contributed to the development and introduction of modern Arabic poetry Avatar. In the poetry of Darwish mixes love homeland female Balhabibh

mohmoud darwish

Net since now others

Did we have to fall from high altitude, and see our blood on our hands ... to realize that we are not angels .. as we thought?

Did we also have to expose our flaws before the world so that our truth does not remain a virgin?

How we lied when we said: we are the exception!

To believe oneself is worse than to lie to the other!

To be friendly with those who hate us and harsh with those who love us - that is the lowness, and the arrogance of the low!

My last! Do not change ... the more we move away from you!

O future: do not ask us: who are you?

And what do you want from me? We also do not know.

My present! We endured a little bit, because we are nothing but insufferable passersby!

The identity is: what we bequeath and not what we inherit. What we invent what does not remember. The identity is the corruption of the mirror that we must break whenever we liked the image!

And convince the courage and killed his mother .. because she was the easiest of prey .. and because a female soldier stopped him and revealed to him about her breasts, saying: Do your mother, like them?

Without shame and darkness, I have visited Gaza without knowing the way to the home of the new Abu Sufian, and the new name of the Prophet!

Were it not for that Muhammad is the seal of the prophets, to become a prophet of each ring, and each Sahabi militia!

June astonished us in its fortieth anniversary: ​​if we do not find someone to defeat us again, we defeat ourselves with our hands so as not to forget it!

No matter how I looked in my eyes .. you will not find my gaze there. Kidnapped by a scandal!

My heart is not me ... not for one. He became independent of me without turning into a stone.

Do you know who cheer on the body of his victim - his brother:> Allah Akbar <he is an infidel since he sees God in his image: smaller than created human?

Concealed The prisoner who seeks to inherit the prison, the smile of victory for the camera. But he did not succeed in curbing the happiness that cascaded from his eyes.

Perhaps because the fast-paced script was stronger than the actor.

What we need to Nargis, as long as the Palestinians.

As long as we do not know the difference between a mosque and university, because they are the root of a linguistic one, what we need for the state ... as long as it is nowadays to one's destiny?

A large sign on the door of a nightclub: we welcome the Palestinians returning from battle. Admission is free! ... And our wine does not intoxicate !.

I can not defend my right to work, shoe-shiner on the sidewalks.

Because of the right of my customers to Iatbrune thief shoes so university professor told me !.

> The stranger and I against my cousin. I and my cousin on my brother. I sheik Ali <. This is the first lesson in the new national education in the dungeons of darkness.

First to enter Paradise? He died by the bullets of the enemy or died by the bullets of the brother?

Some theologians say: the enemy of you and your mother gave birth !.

The fundamentalists do not exasperate me because they are believers in their own way. But, their secular supporters exasperate me, and their atheist who do not believe in one religion: their images on television!

He asked me: Are you hungry guard defend a house whose owner traveled to spend his summer vacation in the French Riviera or Italian teams do not ..?

I said: I do not defend!

He asked me: Do I + I = two?

I said, 'You and you are less than one !.

I am not ashamed of my identity, they are still under copyright. But I am ashamed of some of what came in the forefront of the Ibn Khaldun.

You, from now, someone else!

yesterday and love by Gibran Khalil Gibran

Gibran Khalil Gibran poet and writer Arabic Lebanese and painter of writers and poets Diaspora emigrated boy with his family to the United States, and received citizenship, was born on January 6, 1883 in northern Lebanon town of mortal when it was a subsidiary of Mt Lebanon Ottoman famous when the Western world his book that has been published in 1923, a book of the Prophet (book). Also known Gibran's best-selling poet after Shakespeare and Ozzy

Gibran Khalil Gibran

Yesterday I stood at the door of the temple asking passers mysteries of love and its advantages .then walk  old man in front of me and said: Love instinctive weakness inherited from the first man and passed a strong boy and said hesitate Love cm fight and passed boys and said :. Love Kausar pour  brides dawn in strong spirits and bitter man with a black beard clothes seamless said : Love the foolishness of blindly begins to start young and ends its end and passed a man with the face of light said: love knowing top tenner our vision  passed blind and said: Love heavy fog and bitter young man with a guitar and said, : love beam magic emerges from self-depths and illuminates its shores passed pyramid back curve and said: love body comfort in the serenity of the grave and the safety of self in the eternal depths of bittersweet baby son of five and exclaimed: love my father and love my mother and did not know love only my father and mother and when evening came: I heard a voice coming from inside the temple says: life two halves, half and half Persevering flamed, Love is the festering half entered the temple and worship kneeling phone: Lord, make me food for flames 

 Poet writes in cafe by murid Barghouti

Murid Barghouti, Palestinian poet was born on July 8, 1944 in the village of Bani Zeid, near Ramallah in the

 West Bank was educated in Ramallah Secondary School, traveled to Egypt in 1963 where he joined the 

University of Cairo and graduated from the Department of English public and Literature in 1967, the year 

ranked as Israel and the West Bank prevented Palestinians who happened to be outside the country of 

return 

Murid Barghouti

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Poet writes in cafe

The old, thought to write a letter to his mother

Adolescence, thinks writes for sweetheart

Child, he thinks paints

Merchant, thinks manages Deal

Tourist, thinks writes a postcard

Employee, thinks countless debts

Man detective, walked slowly toward him

interview with the hero of Palestine Murid Barghouti

Murid Barghouti, Palestinian poet was born on July 8, 1944 in the village of Bani Zeid, near Ramallah in the West Bank was educated in Ramallah Secondary School, traveled to Egypt in 1963 where he joined the University of Cairo and graduated from the Department of English public and Literature in 1967, the year ranked as Israel and the West Bank prevented Palestinians who happened to be outside the country of 

return

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?! asked him anchor in a television interview, how old are you

  He replied: I am bigger than Israel four years later, my enemies triumph became a daily habit bread in your oven why this hysteria

?And why not see dancers?

?how many victory to win

?!O enemies, "something that" raises doubts in you, what makes you, at the height of victory to us, afraid 

from novel of Black befitting you by ahlam Mosteghanemi

ahlam Mosteghanemi, writer and novelist Algerian, worked dreams in national radio, creating her fame as a poet as it has met its "Whispers" highly acclaimed by listeners, ahlam Mosteghanemi moved to France in the seventies of the last century, where she married a Lebanese journalist, and in the eighties a doctorate from the Sorbonne University. Currently living in Beirut, an award-Naguib Mahfouz Prize in 1998 for her novel

 ahlam mosteghanmi

body memory

love was better off on bathroom was a postman carries lovers messages. Km from a mobile markets Assassinate nearly distances, those people that were eager lovers are waiting for the postman forgotten, and which happened to be gravely missed charting one's love in his hand. Any happier, any risk that one maintains a love letter to last a lifetime.

I love you today are wiped push of a button, she lives only minutes, not only cost you cent.

Day was dying lovers McCann infatuation for love of the holiday, the day traders created a feast for the marketing of emotional illusions, they are not interested in inventing a feast to remember is love lovers Loss and compare them with the others. It's actually more holidays affront.

Love is a two laughing for the same things, make us sad at the same moment, and Ignites and extinguishes stick sulfur and one without coordination or agreement.

Love is intelligent distance, not much closer Alacrity shall be canceled, nor long Then forget away. Not to put the wood to the stove once in the one you love.

To keep it burning firewood moving nothing more, without hinting the other hand the dynamics of the feelings and the path of destiny.

The most beautiful moment in love is the pre-admit. How do I make that first long confusion . Such a state of rotation in which your pulse and your life changed more than once in a single moment .. and you are on the outskirts of a single word.

Rotary holidays, holiday and you feast on you, that those who celebrate the day of love. Next comes the feast may have been separated. And who cry today to anguish and unity, may be spoiled kids love the next holidays. coming In both cases, the other to prepare for the possibility of

In front of her palace by nizar qabbani

Nizar Tawfiq bin igloo diplomat contemporary Syrian poet, was born on March 21, 1923 from the family of an Arab Damascene as is his grandfather Abu Khalil Qabbani from the pioneers of the Arab theater

 When you are coming? Tell

To date impossible

.. Get over falling

And you . Nothing But

And you thread a mirage

Die before reaching

Chisel in front ..

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Lester satin shift

Winter playing with my hair

Miserable .. and you Astellna

Nice snows behind

Glass .. Let me unfasten ..

who are you ? And chickened bosom

Many curious kid ..

The ever Zombie Shirt

Hurt me piles Luz

I residue remains

From the era of dragging tails

As a Gospel

It is a long long .. ..

I dip my face

In the shape of your face Read

The form of the god beautiful ..

when ? I received my prayer

I residue remains

From the era of dragging tails

Adore since I was a junior

As a Gospel

It old old ..

It is a long long .. ..

I dip my face

In your hair scheduler

In the shape of your face Read

The form of the god beautiful ..

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when ? I received my prayer

With your heart