Daily Writing Tip — Jul 1, 2026
A tip from Lubitsch: Let the audience add up two plus two. They’ll love you forever.
A tip from Lubitsch: Let the audience add up two plus two. They’ll love you forever.
I can be a work in progress and a masterpiece at the same time.
And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.
A prisoner is told "If you tell a lie we will hang you; if you tell the truth we will shoot you." What can he say to save himself?
Do you consider yourself hopeful or cynical about romance? Why?
Take heed of loving me; At least remember I forbade it thee; Not that I shall repair my unthrifty waste Of breath and blood, upon thy sighs and tears, By being to thee then what to me thou…
I am exactly one decision away from a different evening.
Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shal…
You’ve just arrived in a new town, seeking your fortune, and you need a haircut. In this town, there are two barbers. The first barber has a neat, dapper haircut, and his shop is immaculate…
Ask these questions about your first paragraph: Does it convey an interesting personality or an action that we want to know more about? • Can you make your first sentence more intriguing by…
My love is like to ice, and I to fire: how comes it then that this her cold so great is not dissolv'd through my so hot desire, but harder grows, the more I her entreat?
Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.
My first is twice in apple but not once in tart. My second is in liver but not in heart. My third is in giant and also in ghost. Whole I’m best when I am roast. What am I?
This morning I woke up and was 40 years old.
To come up with a film concept: check out some old movies from twenty years ago to find a successful one, twist it or combine it in some way, and focus on heightening the irony as much as p…
I never made a poem, dear friend-- I never sat me down, and said, This cunning brain and patient hand Shall fashion something to be read. Men often came to me, and prayed I should indite a…
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