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I can say that I’ve had the problem of having no word to use many times also. The options seem kinda like you have to either make it sound like a very gruff man or a Dolores Umbridge.
I use the word ‘snort’ basically on every page I write, because there’s nothing better to use, and people don’t laugh super often in real life.
Maybe go with Latin, haha? Seems like there aren’t enough words in the English language….
" I don't like conflict."
*laughs in his face*
"You're in a book. What did you expect?"
-Me@selah-chelyah Yeah. Very grateful. Everything works out to God’s plan in the end. I was also in a car accident when I was very young, but I don’t remember it. This car accident was the cause of my scoliosis, and my three fainting incidents, although no one can prove it. It’s made me a better person in the long run, even though I wouldn’t have wanted it to happen in the beginning before. Having surgery makes you realise that a dentist appointment really isn’t the end of the world 🙂
" I don't like conflict."
*laughs in his face*
"You're in a book. What did you expect?"
-Me@selah-chelyah No problem! Glad my experiences have come to good use! I have nothing better to do with them other than write about them 🙂
I had also fainted/passed out (a few weeks prior to the time mentioned above) during an x-ray, while it was malfunctioning, which probably was the cause of my inner feelings, although in my head it made sense. I felt my consciousness slip away from me, but I didn’t want to sit down and bother the nurses while they were figuring out the machine. I fell on the floor, and the ringing in my head way louder than the second time, mentioned above. The nurses put a pillow under my head and just told me to lay there while they fixed the machine, and then when I was okay enough to stand, they actually did the x-ray.
The third and final time I remember going unconscious, other than those weird dentist appointments, was on the day of my surgery, medically induced, when they put a mask on my face and I went unconscious from there. They counted down the seconds from ten, and I don’t remember them saying anything past 7. It was a really weird feeling, and one that I am glad I had already in my short life. I wouldn’t have my surgery again, mind you, but you get what you get, and might as well take stuff from it, you know?
All three were unique as I was standing in one, sitting in another, and laying down in the last one, and one was medically induced. I will definitely incorporate one or more into my writing.
" I don't like conflict."
*laughs in his face*
"You're in a book. What did you expect?"
-MeHaha! That’s funny!
-Sylvie
" I don't like conflict."
*laughs in his face*
"You're in a book. What did you expect?"
-MeHuh. Interesting. Did you get a concussion?
-Sylvie
" I don't like conflict."
*laughs in his face*
"You're in a book. What did you expect?"
-MeIt wasn’t medically induced, though I have had that happen recently, and it’s really weird. I could hear every word spoken, but the ringing in my ears made it hard to concentrate in anything.
-Sylvie Berg
" I don't like conflict."
*laughs in his face*
"You're in a book. What did you expect?"
-MeYou know you’re a writer when: you think howling at the moon randomly in the middle of the day is normal, and you are surprised when it’s actually not.
And, just to clear some things up: this is how it feels to pass out (in written form), because a lot of people wonder about this:
My conscious thought was understanding this information, but I guess my heart couldn’t understand why I would need back surgery. I do all the right things. I’m nice, kind, gentle, quiet. That doesn’t matter, my brain says. No one picks this, it just happens.
All of this takes place in about one second, because that’s how fast a brain works.
Fainting is a very weird sensation, because in my experience, you remain conscious. You hear everything that is happening, but you can’t physically move. First, you get sweaty, and you think to yourself, just hold it in for one minute longer. You can feel it coming, and you can’t do anything about it. There’s no way that you could convince your brain to make sense of it. It’s all just gone all the sudden.
“Is she all right?” The doctor asks.
Yes, I’m fine, you want to reply, but can’t. It’s physically impossible.
Also, there’s the ringing. It all in your head, but there all the more. It makes concentrating hard, but not impossible. Never impossible.
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Hope that helps!
Sincerely,
Sylvie Berg
" I don't like conflict."
*laughs in his face*
"You're in a book. What did you expect?"
-MeYou know you’re a ….. disney fan? musician? a bit of both?…..when you have an argument with your sister as to the exact pitch of the ding when the guy (Vladimir) in the snuggly ducklings clinks his ceramic unicorns.
-Sylvie
" I don't like conflict."
*laughs in his face*
"You're in a book. What did you expect?"
-MeYESS! I’ve done this SO many times. My little sister has now gotten into the habit of pulling out another knife to protect herself just in case. I frequently remind her that if I really wanted her dead…. she would be dead….
heh heh. Not creepy at all, right?
-Sylvie
" I don't like conflict."
*laughs in his face*
"You're in a book. What did you expect?"
-MeI love reading these! So true and so funny!
You know you’re a writer when….
You have a kid in your class that looks like a character from a book and you spend all of class watching him/her to see if they are like the character in any way but the looks.
" I don't like conflict."
*laughs in his face*
"You're in a book. What did you expect?"
-Me
