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tickle-bugs · 1 year

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Can we get directors commentary on not a house but a home and strange exhilaration please? They stories are so cute and so well written I’d love to hear your thoughts on them

Yes omg!! Sorry this took a bit to answer, I got sidetracked. Thank you for asking!!! Putting these under a cut so i can go ham LOL

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Not a House, But a Home

AHHHH ok ok this was SO fun to write because it's pre-musical Maitlands!! As someone with a deep love for technical theatre, it was fun trying to imagine what the house would be like before the events of the musical. Scenic design is a fun hobby of mine and I love what a set will say about the characters that interact with it!!

Okay so usually when I'm first encountering a prompt/idea, I get clear image of like...the center of the fic? or at least one very specific scene that I can sort of stretch like taffy and build on. The one for this fic was Barbara with the wallpaper! The very first decision I made was that they'd be fixing up the house a bit. It felt in character to me for the Maitlands to literally fix every goddamn thing they could think of instead of like...confronting their mortality LMAO so I wanted to go to a period of their life that felt new and fresh! Also I really love the pastel green wallpaper that they use on the set for the show and I thought it would be sweet if Barbara was the one to put that up. Something something she wears green the house is green something something good luck charm

Then of course the JOKES!! I'm a dad joke connoisseur myself, so it was really fun getting to pick ones for Adam to use. All the jokes in the fic are ones I've used myself, but I looked them up online for specific phrasing. It was really fun getting to play with Adam's delivery actually! To me, Adam has absolutely zero doubt that he's hilarious and will just keep on truckin' until he makes someone laugh. He's so fun to write! He's mischievous and loving and so very white, bless his heart.

I think the core of their relationship is 100% that Barbara and Adam are each other's best friends, y'know? They feel like high school or college sweethearts, or the result of a meet-cute--something sweet and forever-binding. They can't leave Target without buying a million useless things and they take turns either pretending the baby section isn't there or going in and cooing over the little onesies. They slow dance in the kitchen with no music. They have loud, dramatic sing-alongs in the minivan. I think part of that comes from being married/together, but a lot of it is just loving each other's quirks and company.

Also I wrote this in the tags of the og post but I kept making myself laugh writing it by imagining Beetlejuice like...in their walls commenting on the events and such. He's such a wretched little creature I love him dearly. During Ready Set, Not Yet when you see it live, he's bopping around and scatting with 3-D glasses and popcorn literally waiting for them to die it's so fucking funny

Strange Exhilaration

baby's first wicked fic! Wicked will always have a special place in my heart tbh and it was fun bringing back those memories.

This fic was a gift that I whipped up in a couple days, so I didn't sit with it as long as I do some of my other prompts. It was actually nice to do that. It forced me not to overthink what I was doing.

Writing Glinda was a challenge but a welcome one? She speaks in such a specific way but because the show's been running so long, it's basically a new role each time a new actress steps in. I've only ever seen it live once and that was four or five years ago? So it wasn't super fresh in my mind. It was fun trying to reconcile what I remember with what I needed from Glinda. Her vocabulary is everything to me. I stole 'seriosity' (which is a real word but hasn't been used in ages) from Newsies because I had literally just seen it, but the rest were sorta off the cuff!!

okay so first: girlies. jot that down. I love Glinda and Elphaba's friendship and all the tropes that they encompass both together and apart. Whether or not you actually ship it, I do think it's important to write them as if they're a little in love with each other...because they are! I approach the center of their dynamic like this (and I write a lot of deep friendships this way) and it really makes their intimate moments shine ;w;

Elphaba having ticklish hands and Glinda being a teasy sunshine ler were both happy accidents but so fun to write. RIP Elphaba, me too buddy. Hands are mean. But I think it speaks back to their friendship in a sweet way? Elphaba being startled and embarassed by her own softness and Glinda being genuinely 100% delighted by it is so wholesome and true to them, I think. Then of course the reverse of Elphaba allowing herself to be playful and mischievous and Glinda clearly having the time of her life. Ahhhh I love them!!!!

I was fighting for my LIFE not to use 'wicked' or 'bubbly' as adjectives in case it was corny...I think I only did it once or twice each though. I'm so brave.

#director's commentary #SCREEEE #sorry again for the delay but this was so fun i love talking about these things ;w;

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livesincerely · 3 years

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I just read the accidental kiss scene, btw very good, and immediately wanted a romantic kiss follow up.

I think you’ve made a lot of people very happy by sending this in... ;)

(Sequel to this)

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“Dave!” Jack calls, when he’s able to put the words together. “Davey, I know you can hear me!” He knocks a few more times, then switches to banging on the glass with the heel of his hand. “I will stand out here all damn day, don’ think that I won’t!”

Finally, the curtains part and Davey appears. His whole face is red—his flush creeping down his neck and disappearing beneath the collar of his shirt—but his mouth is set with a grim sort of determination. Jack sees him take a breath, then the window slowly slides open.

He starts, “Davey, wha—“

“So, I’m a little bit in love with you,” Davey says, and Jack’s whole world tilts. “Or, more than a little bit, if I’m being honest.”

Jack stares. “You’re—“

“We don’t have to talk about it,” Davey quickly interrupts, and his knuckles are white where they’re curled around the window sill, his eyes focused somewhere near Jack’s left elbow. “Really, we don’t. Actually, let’s agree to just never talk about it because I already know that you... I mean, of course you aren’t...”

Davey’s voice wobbles, and he cuts himself off. His eyes dart up to meet Jack’s own, then cut away just as quickly, too fast for Jack to read any of the emotions swirling in them.

“Yeah,” Davey continues, his shoulders sagging with resignation. “Exactly. So I don’t need you say it. And it’d be real kind of you to not make me have to hear it Jackie.”

Jack’s throat works but no sound comes out. His brain feels like it’s been rung out and hung up to dry, just whipping uselessly in the breeze. He opens his mouth and out falls, “...You’re really in love with me?”

“Of course I am,” Davey answers, and he says it so simple and plain—like he isn’t upending Jack’s entire life with each and every syllable. “How could I not be?”

Davey chews at his bottom lip, then says, earnest and apologetic, “I wasn’t going to tell you, I swear I wasn’t, I’m honestly happy just being your friend. And I didn’t mean to, um, kiss you.” Davey scrubs a hand over the back of his neck, glancing up at Jack with nervous, worried eyes. “Sorry about that. I guess I just thought.... well, I don’t know what I thought. I wasn’t thinking, really.”

“But we don’t need to talk about it,” Davey says again, hurriedly—like he doesn’t want to give Jack a chance to respond to him, like he’s afraid of what Jack might say. “Really, we don’t. We’ll just pretend like this never happened and nothing like this will ever— because the last thing I want is to make you uncomfortable. And, well, it will really put a damper on our friendship if you break my heart.”

That last part is phrased like a joke, but Davey doesn’t sound like he’s joking. Jack knows he needs to say something, but he doesn’t have a clue where to start—there’s just too much to be said.

“You should probably get going,” Davey murmurs before Jack can figure it out, ducking his head. “I’m sure Crutchie and Albert are missing you.” And for the second time that morning, he closes the window in Jack’s face, the lock snapping shut with a soft click.

Jack stands there for god knows how long, still trying to process whatever the hell just happened. He eventually clambers down to street level, almost careening into a trash can as he jumps off the fire escape because his knees are too wobbly to hold him up, his mind whirring with a hundred different thoughts.

The next hour passes in a blur. He’s distantly aware of making his way back to the Lodging House, of Crutchie and Albert and Romeo and the rest of the Newsies moving around him as they all get ready for work, but they’re misty shadows in his mind.

All he can think about is Davey. The way Davey’s arm feels thrown casually across Jack’s shoulders as they walk down the street, thighs brushing which each step. How Davey can roll his eyes with his whole body but can’t ever quite hide how the corners of his mouth turn up into a smile, even when he’s absolutely fed up with Jack’s shit.

He thinks of Davey kissing him, how it had been too short and too surprising for Jack to respond in any real way, but how he wishes he’d had a chance to. He thinks of the look on Davey’s face, of the tone of Davey’s voice when he said that they could stay friends and just pretend it never happened.

But he doesn’t want to pretend, Jack realizes as he walks towards the Distribution Center. What he wants is to know what Davey’s smile tastes like, how Davey’s fingers feel laced between his own, if he can see the love in Davey’s eyes, now that he knows to look for it.

He wants it like a fire in his soul. He can’t even imagine trying to pretend otherwise.

Davey’s waiting for him in the square, standing off to the side and fiddling anxiously with one of the buttons on his vest, carrying a paper bag in his other hand. When he notices Jack’s arrival, he takes a cautious step forward to meet him.

Tentatively, Davey says, “We didn’t decide on lunch plans earlier, so I just went ahead and brought sandwiches.”

Jack kisses him.

Davey freezes, lips parting around a startled gasp, and there’s a soft thunk as the sack lunches fall to the ground. Jack pays it no mind, too intent on his task to be bothered, and he cradles Davey’s face gently between his palms, pressing closer and kissing deeper. There’s another moment of stillness, then Davey’s relaxing into the embrace, his hands coming up to rest against Jack’s waist, his mouth moving slowly, tenderly against Jack’s as they kiss and kiss.

“What was that?” Davey says, shocked and breathless when they finally part.

“You said ya didn’t want to talk about it,” Jack reminds him. His heart’s floating and soaring all around his chest. “That was us not talking about it.”

Davey licks his lips, lashes fluttering as he blinks. “That’s really not what I meant.”

“Are ya complaining about it?” Jack asks.

Davey squints at him, his expression torn between joy and exasperation and disbelief. “...No.”

“Alrighty then,” Jack says, grinning. “Now hurry up an’ getcha papes, we’s wastin’ daylight.” He kisses him once more, just because he wants to, just because he can, then reaches up and fixes Davey’s cap so it sits right on his head. “Oh, and Dave?”

“Yeah, Jackie?”

“I’m a little bit in love with you too.”

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#newsies #javid #jack kelly #davey jacobs #*editor's note #*the writing desk #*ask #*ask game #bits & bobs #let's cut to the chase series #hope you enjoy!#<3333 #can you believe I’ve done 16 of these?#and there’s still like a dozen prompts in my inbox jc 😅

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sehunniepot · 3 years

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imma chat musical with you now, which musicals would you cast each nct 127 member in ??

oh shit mads sjkhfdgh wait wait wait, let me think-- imma put this under the cut

taeil as don lockwood from singin’ in the rain

listen, taeil in a suit taeil’s classic voice singing classic showtunes taeil tap dancing

johnny as danny zuko from grease

OKAY OKAY OKAY BUT JUST IMAGINE HIM LEATHER JACKET, SLICKED BACK HAIR, SMOLDER, TIGHT TEE SHIRT HNNGGGGG i would do more than the hand jive with him akhgzfkghdf BABY, HE’S WRAPPED IN LEATHER, READY TO GO

taeyong as phillip/john laurens from hamilton

tbh i just want to hear him say:

my name is Phillip, i am a poet i wrote this song just to show it and i just turned nine you can write rhymes but you can’t write mine

yuta as fiyero from wicked

okay so yuta is a beautiful man fiyero is an equally beautiful man i mean like, a bit of an airhead but he’s more than he seems he’s charming and he falls for the underdog he looks like a passionate lover and HELLO-- AS LONG AS YOU’RE MINE yuta clutching his lover by the sides of her face, stroking her hair, belting how much he loves her at first he was dancing through life alone but now wants to do it with someone else by his side EYE--

doyoung as emmett from legally blonde

he just seems like the studious type, the hot nerd that you fall in love with after he spends so much time helping you believe in yourself just imagine him watching his opposite walk away with a fond look on his face and that slight smile, singing “little miss woods comma elle” aJKADGFSD YES PLEASE

jaehyun as link larkin from hairspray

just imagine him in a suit and his hair slicked back singing ladies choice, looking like a SMOOTH MOTHERFUCKER aaaAAAAAAH I WOULD SWOON

jungwoo as professor henry higgins from the guy who didn’t like musicals

this character is so extra and i think woo would fit right in because he’s hilarious without even trying to be like this man??? in a silver wig?? tight black turtleneck?? and slacks that fit just right?? singing show stopping number?? CAN I GET A HELL YEAH??!?

mark as crutchie from newsies

crutchie is my baby boy and so is mark lee that’s it imagine mark lee singing letter from the refuge him holding up his little crutch, waving the sign “strike!” trying to catch up to his brother jack kelly aaaAAAAAAH

haechan as dmitri from anastasia

HYUCK IN AN ENEMIES TO LOVERS STORY A STREET RATS AND A LOST PRINCESS? and the slow realization that he loves her but has to let her go in order for her to get what (he thinks) she wants the dance scenes where they start off fighting and end up having fun the parts where he longingly stares at her when she’s not looking PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

#neonun-au #nikki replies #AAAAH THIS WAS SO FUN !!!

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apollo-writes-random-shit · 4 years

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“It’s a full moon tonight. That’s when all the weirdos are out.”

This was actually really fun and like Race, I’m fucking stupid when it comes to telling stories so it was fun to think of some.

Thanks for sending this request in!

“It’s a full moon tonight. That’s when all the weirdos are out.”

"Race...Ya out all the time."

Race huffed, ignoring the littles' giggles as he reached over to slap Albert over the back of the head. "Dumbass, let me talk! I wanna tell a story!"

Jack rolled his eyes, a fond smile on his face as he sketched the scene from the corner of the room. "These kids better be able ta sleep tanight Higgins. I don't wanna be up all night cause you and your stories."

Race huffed, rolling his eyes. There went his plans for talking about a murderer...Time to rethink.

"Alright. Cause Jackie's a spoilsport, I'll change the story." He chuckled, shaking his head as his younger siblings started to complain. "Sorry kids. Gotta listen to the old man. He makes the rules here."

"I'se only a few years older than you!" Faking insult, Jack balled up his ratty blanket and threw it at Race, chuckling as it hit him in the face. "Get on with the story ya nerd!"

"Jesus fine!" Shaking his head, Race grinned, wrapping the blanket around himself. "Right. So the full moon is a magical time but also a dangerous time. While the moon gives us light on the streets, he also brings out mysterious dangers. It is said that if you stand in his light, your mind will be twisted." He grinned, happy to have everyone's eyes on him. "You'll start to feel new urges and will find yaself wanting to do things ya've never heard of before."

"Like what?"

"Well, my dear Kai, I'm glad you asked. Have you ever heard of the sirens?"

"No?"

"Well, it's said that if you stand on the bridge with the full moon shining down, you'll hear ghostly singing which will draw you towards the water. You'll find yourself with one of two urges. Some feel the need to jump into the water to investigate while others feel the urge to sing back. Singing back will help you'se keep ya freedom while following the siren's urges will spell your doom. Some say they're always out at night and will still attack, but will only sing on the full moon. Never go near the water at night, especially on the full moon. Sometimes, they'll be heard singing outside your window, in hopes of getting you to go to the water."

"Wait...You've gone across the bridge at night before! Have you heard them?"

"Why yes, I've had. I'se sang right back at them as I covered my ears 'nd ran. As ya know, 'm probably the fastest runner in 'Hattan so I was able to outrun their voices."

"So humble ain't ya?"

"When have ya beaten me in a race Finch?"

"..."

"Uh-huh. That's what I thought. Anyway. The sirens ain't the only ones that come out in the night. There are the masks as well."

Crutchie fought back a laugh, knowing exactly where this was going. After all, he and Jack were the ones who told Racetrack the story in the first place when the boy was caught attempting to sneak out on a full moon. The story had been passed down from the leader just before Jack who had used it to stop Jack himself from sneaking out

"Masks?"

Race's grin widened at the child's question, planning to add his own twists into the story had been told oh so many years ago. "The masks are creatures that come out on the full moon. They appear to be human yet their faces are not. Their faces are inhuman or if they're strong enough to have a human face, it'll be frozen in one expression no matter what and it'll look fake. It'll appear like it's stuck in time."

"What do they do t-to you?"

"Why if they see you walking the streets, they'll take you away. If the masks getcha, you'll never be seen again until the full moon when you're there ta take people away! What do ya think happened to Dax from Queens? He turned into one of them. Everyone just says that he aged out but I'se has seen him. I looked out the window one-night 'nd BAM! He was right there on the street, starin' up at me wit' a weird ass smile on his face. It was raining 'nd he didn't even blink, just kept on staring. Next second, he was gone. The masks 'ad gotten him."

"You'se just tryin' ta tell us scary stories and not about weirdos!"

"I dunno kid. The masks and sirens are pretty weird 'nd creepy." Race shook his head before letting out a soft insulted shout as Blink shoved him to the side.

"Alright, kids. I'se'll tell ya about the weirdos I've seen at night time."

"How can ya see at night with one eye?"

"Same as I see durin' the day Mike. Anyway, I'se got a few stories." He chuckled, shaking his head. During the time Race was speaking, he had sorted through his own nightly experiences, sorting the stories from each other so he didn't slip up and tell a not so 'kid-friendly' story. He didn't feel like a repeat of last time. As friendly and cheerful he appeared, Crutchie was more than happy to hit someone with his crutch if he felt like someone deserved it. Last time Blink had told a story, the bruise had lasted over a week. Though he had to admit he made a mistake when he decided to tell the kids he had snuck into a bar and managed to steal from a drunk which ended up causing a few of the more daring littles to attempt to go near the bars. Luckily, Jack had expected this and had the more mature kids keep an eye out for anyone wandering towards the bars.

"Once at night on a full moon, I'se was coming home. I had been out a bit late ya know? It was still early enough that 'the masks' hadn't come out yet." The only reason he had mentioned Race's stupid story was that he knew the taller boy would interrupt him in an attempt to draw the attention back onto himself. "And before ya ask, this isn't the same night as the bar incident. Anyway, I was walking home yeah? I think I was only a block away from lodging actually when some really hairy lookin' fella comes stumbling outta the alley. I'm talkin' real hairy. Like hair on 'is hands, neck 'nd stuff like that. He's mumbling ta himself and stuff then he sees me. He starts coming towards me 'nd I think Great here we'se go. but instead o' fightin' me, he throws his arms round me, tells me that God blesses me and starts singin' those song thingys."

"Hymns."

"Right that. Thanks, Jojo. So this guy is singin' and holding onto me and all of a sudden just lets me go and walks off. I watch him go and see that he does the same thing to a lamp post. He didn't even smell like liquor which just added ta the confusion. Pretty sure he kissed the lamp post as well before he just sat down, singin' ta himself." He shook his head, grinning at the laughter that followed his story. Even Jojo was laughing which meant that the risk he had taken hadn't insulted the boy who had grown up, raised by nuns.

Over the next few hours, he and the other older kids kept up their storytelling, entertaining the younger ones with tales of strange things they had seen over their short lives, even allowing Race to tell more of his stupid stories.

Finally deciding to be serious with the topic, Race grinned, cutting off Jack's cowboy story. "We'se heard that story a lot Cowboy 'nd I've seen some pretty weird shit up in Brooklyn if you'se wanted to hear."

Considering he was the only non-Brooklyn newsie who could sell there let alone stay the night meant he instantly drew their interest. After all, whenever the newsies came up with a 'strange' story, they made sure to mention Brooklyn.

"So. One night, the fellas and I were in their kitchen when this knock sounds on the door. Laughin', they all send me to go answer it and what do I get? Some stranger tossin' water in ma face! Apparently, once a week, this lady walks up ta different houses 'nd throws water at people fa no reason. Like who does that? So, I'm standing there, soaked ta the bone wit' all the fellas laughing at me so what do I do fa revenge? I go 'nd grab a bowl maself and toss it all over them 'fore rushing off, runnin all the way back here."

"You've thrown water at me!"

"Albie my dear friend...You kept fucking snoring. What was meant to do?" Grinning, he quickly dodged the punch his best friend through at him. "Anyway. There was this other guy who walked around sayin' he was a god. People were naturally avoidin' him considering he was screamin' at the top o' his lungs, dancing buck naked in the streets. The bulls came ta pick him up and he threw something in their faces, I think it was flour and takes off running, screamin' about lemons and shit." He shook his head, remembering the conversation he had with Spot after that confusing day.

Before Race could keep speaking, Jack clapped his hands. "Alright, guys. It's time fa bed. Moon's getting high and we'se got work tomorrow."

"But I wanna hear more stories!"

"Too bad. Ya gotta go to bed Lijah." Grinning, he watched as the older boys started ushering the younger kids upstairs to get ready for bed, happy to see that there was minimal complaining...Right now at least. He knew some kids would take more time to settle down but he was prepared for that.

He stood up, following the group so he could catch up to Race. "The masks 'nd sirens? Really?"

"What? They'se good stories and you know that! Besides, correct me if I’m wrong but if I remember correctly, you and Crutchie were the ones who told me about the masks, I'm just passing on the knowledge."

Without a comeback, Jack just laughed and shook his head, watching the blond run up the stairs. He had to give it to Race, the kid had a massive imagination and if he filed away the stories to draw later, well...No one needed to know.

#newsies #racetrack higgins #race higgins #kid blink #albert dasilva #jack kelly #finch (newsies)#crutchie #apollo's shitty writing #friend request!#prettyinlimegreenboots

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gibelwho · 3 years

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Top 5: Nostalgia Movies

This Top 5 is taking a trip down childhood memory lane to choose the best Nostalgia Movies - films that I loved as a kid and continue to love to this day. The film must have been watched multiple times during my youth and continue to be associated with a memory or tradition that was an important marker of growing up. Therefore, any film produced past 2004, when I graduated high school, has not been considered - and, to even make the cut, the film must be associated with more than just constant re-watches in our downstairs rec room (arranged with a HUGE - well, big for the ‘90s - screen with actual surround sound that my dad installed); rather, these films must be an essential part of my childhood progression into adult-hood and laid the groundwork for a future of loving cinema.

Gibelwho Productions Presents Nostalgia Movies:

5. Ferris Bueller’s Day Off

4. X-Men

3. The Little Mermaid

2. Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade

1. Newsies

Ferris Bueller’s Day Off (1986): As my high school career began to wrap up and I was looking ahead to college (where I had already committed to attending film school), my mother informed me of a proclamation - I was not allowed to leave her household without watching Ferris Bueller. Perhaps she knew that she needed to instill a little bit of rule-breaking encouragement into her straight A / type A child before I was to head out into the unruly world of college, but nonetheless, this film left a mark with it’s delightful adventures of Ferris, Cameron, and Sloane. Years later, I attended an LA rooftop screening where the audience all danced during the Twist and Shout parade, bringing me straight back to the joy of discovering this film with my mom. In the same tradition, I will be sure to make my kids watch this film before they leave our household for the wide world so they can learn to cause a little innocent rule-breaking. Save Ferris!

X-Men (2000): I had a secret obsession when I was a kid - I LOVED Marvel Comics. I had read all of my dad’s comic book collection from when he was a kid, I started my own collection, and had even started tracking the value of each issue. But I was a girl, and did not share this particular passion with my fellow elementary school friends (ahhh, the fear of being judged by your peers). So when I entered a movie theater as a freshman in high school (with my secret still intact) to see an X-Men film and the place was PACKED, I couldn’t contain my excitement that maybe, just maybe, more people would be into these characters and storylines. Then, when I went into my summer theatre program and my friends used X-Men characters as improv inspiration, I thought...this is going mainstream! I still didn’t confide my true colors until the MCU began and my college friends discovered that I knew a...lot more about Iron Man’s backstory than should be possible and I was officially outed. So, fully embracing my nerdom, I traveled to San Diego to the sacred ground that was Comic Con, truly cementing my love of Marvel. And now the rest of the world has caught up to why these characters are so special. That first inkling of a wider world loving what I loved started when I watched X-Men in theaters - seeing my heroes on the big screen, fighting their super villains, and the packed crowd around me was digging it!

The Little Mermaid (1989): One of my earliest memories of opening presents was from my 6th birthday, sitting in the living room and ripping open the wrapping paper to discover the VHS for The Little Mermaid - a film I had seen at school and LOVED - and now it was mine to watch at any time! Truly a special Disney moment, which is also matched with many other memories of Disney animated films (the momentous opening to Lion King and the cut to black that took my breath away in the theater, playing the Mulan soundtrack on cassette over and over singing Reflection, and identifying with Belle’s obsession with reading). I was very much the target audience for the Disney Renaissance, and I ate up all the music, the (slightly) stronger portrayal of women, and our VHS collection only grew to include all of these modern classics. The Little Mermaid kicked off a golden age for Disney Animation and little Katie grew up on the Alan Menken soundtrack.

Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade (1989): Our family had three fancy VHS boxed sets for three different franchises and we watched these flicks on repeat - Star Trek movies (TOS with Kirk and Spock), the Star Wars trilogy, and the Indiana Jones films. Literally any one of the movies from these collections could make this slot, but since both of the Star franchises have already gotten love in these Top 5 lists, I’m going to pick representation from our resident archaeological professor / international adventurer. My favorite of the bunch is the third - from the thrilling opening of young Indy, to the dynamic between father and son, and the epic ending of selecting the correct Grail (“you have chosen...wisely”). Watching any one of these films is just comfort food for my soul, taking me back to the family settling in to watch in our downstairs rec room, setting the foundation for the nerdom that my parents instilled into me at a young age and that has continued to guide my interests and movie-watching to this day.

Newsies (1992): Growing up, my family had Friday movie nights, where we ordered from the Pizza Hut that was right next to a Blockbuster; my brother and I were allowed to each choose a movie to rent for the weekend. I went through a phase where I just rented Newsies on repeat. It was as though this film was made just for me - a musical, set in a historical time period, with cute boys singing and dancing, music by the magical Alan Menken - what is not to love?!? I was so obsessed with this movie that in the pre-Internet age, I wrote down the lyrics by meticulously listening, pausing, writing down, rewinding, and repeating - which was an onerous process when one was working with manual VHS tapes. I eventually got a copy of my own, the DVD when it came out, the CD of the soundtrack, and also the piano sheet music. I knew all the lines to the songs, and could probably to this day quote the majority of the movie. Years later, imagine my delight when Disney produced a Broadway musical of the movie - we took a special trip to New York on my birthday to see the show (which of course, doesn’t match up to my love for the film, the true effect of a nostalgic love for a piece of your childhood). Living in LA affords us the opportunity for magical movie-going experiences, and my husband and I scored tickets to a special showing of Newsies at the Disney El Capitan theater - and then the traveling Broadway company of Newsies the musical that was in town and performing just up the street at the Pantages theater made an appearance and performed for the audience after the movie wrapped. This film has held a special place in my heart and is the epitome of nostalgia love for a movie from childhood.

Honorable Mentions:

The Music Man (1962): The two music genres we listened to growing up were 90s country (Garth, Reba, Trisha, Wynonna!) and also musicals. Our family was very much into theater and starting at the age of twelve, I started acting in musicals at our local performing arts program for youths. Our family also watched many of the classic musicals that were filmed in the 1950s and 60s, such as Hello, Dolly, Oklahoma, and Music Man. This last film stands in as a proxy for all those classics, but was also selected in particular because I performed in a production during a summer in junior high, where I was in the background chorus (and featured in the Wells Fargo song!). The music and lyrics of this story, written by Meredith Wilson, are of such cleverness and variety - from the 4-part harmony barbershop quartet to the love song ballads, the pre-hip hop rhythmic talking song to the genius opening number of the salesmen on the train. The translation to film is serviceable and very much in the style of the musicals brought from stage to screen in the 1960s - nothing too clever and some blocking that sought to recreate a theater stage on the film set, but these series of musical films cemented my love for the genre in an accessible way just as I was starting myself to perform on stage.

Jurassic Park (1993): Oh, the raptor in the kitchen stalking the two kids stills brings me chills thinking about it. Watching that scene as a kid, I (more than once) fled the room because it was so scary! This film had it all - creepy dinosaurs, a smart teenage girl and an even smarter heroine that was a scientist, great music (whose theme I diligently learned how to play on the piano), and plenty of action! My family definitely had this on repeat in the VHS player, but I loved the movie so much that I ended up reading Michael Crichton’s novel to experience the source material - and became more aware of how a film is an adaption of a novel’s storytelling, translating from the page to the screen. I do fall in favor of reading the novel before seeing the movie, but if a film helps you discover an incredible book, it can be like diving into an extension of the world beyond what the screen can fit.

#ferris bueller #x-men #the little mermaid #indiana jones #indiana jones and the last crusade #newsies

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allsassnoclass · 4 years

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You’re right about the kid Dimitri thing it’s a cute element of the movie that adds to their relationship and also dimitris search bc he’s looking for the girl he saved. See I have an attachment to Rasputin&the bat which is half my issue but you’re right about the new guy just. Not being dangerous enough for it to work in the musical. Also pls go off about Newsies I wanna hear about that one

okay this is going under a read more because it inevitably will get very very long. also spoilers for newsies (1992 movie and musical) below:

first of all a disclaimer: I do like the musical and this isn’t me saying that they didn’t improve anything (Crutchy/Crutchie, actually developing their token female (although I do have thoughts about that as well), what they did with “Once and for All” etc.) but I was a fan of the 1992 movie first so my loyalties lie there. Also this is all just my opinion

First and foremost: all characters except for Jack, Medda, Crutchie, and Pultizer were done dirty. The background characters were my favorite part of the movie and the musical really dropped the ball with them, often at the sacrifice of historical accuracy

Mush Meyers, Boots, Kid Blink, Racetrack Higgins, and Spot Conlon were all real people actually involved in the strike (Kid Blink was historically the leader, they created Jack Kelly to have more freedom with characterization), and all of these characters were taken out of the musical or given lesser roles. They also (along with Crutchy) create the supporting cast (with Jack, Denton, David, and Les being the main cast), which means I was emotionally attached to all of these people and then they were taken away from me :( It’s clear that the people adapting the musical did not think they were important enough to keep consistent, which is just false

In general, because they spend so much time focusing on Jack and Katherine, all of the background newsies are less developed, which means that the Found Family vibes are also slightly less developed (especially when taking away the lodging house/newsies square as a definitive home base and Kloppman as a father/grandfather figure)

seriously I miss Kloppman that dude woke them up every morning, helped them with their spelling, lied to Snyder’s face about Jack’s whereabouts... MVP right there

Racetrack and Spot were done the most dirty (because the others don’t even exist). Allow me to explain: In the movie and in real life, Racetrack got his name because he sells at Sheepshead Races and bets on the horses there (the betting is more of a reoccurring thing in the movie). Therefore, in “King of New York,” he is the character to wish for “a permanent spot at Sheepshead Races,” and for absolutely no reason (besides laziness) they have someone else say that in the musical and also cut half his name??? He also is shown to be very good with kids (David telling him to watch Les when he goes after Jack, all of his interactions with Snipeshooter), and there’s an interesting thing to be said about how Wiesel will spot him papers. All of this is lost simply because they don’t have the stage time for the background newsies

SPOT CONLON! WAS RUINED! perhaps that’s a very strong opinion but they really did him dirty. In the movie he’s a shrimp with the aura of a mob boss. he wasn’t buff, and that made him more intimidating because he still somehow was arguably the most powerful newsie! also by cutting out the scene where Jack, David, and Boots go to Brooklyn to see him, we miss seeing him as a true leader and getting an actual introduction to him and how the newsies of different boroughs interact. I miss his slingshot and his pimp cane. I miss David calling him the key to the strike. I miss him showing up earlier than the second act so it actually makes sense for him to be seen as the strike leader that the musical is so desperate to make him (seriously what’s the point of him being in Pulitzer’s office at the end???). also by introducing him later we miss all of the sprace moments :(

I even have some beef with Katherine because, although she’s much more developed as a love interest than Sarah (rip Sarah 1992 maybe if they had actually kept her song Truth About the Moon in there...), I think it was cheap and unnecessary to make her Pulitzer’s daughter, and she doesn’t really have much of a personality outside of Strong Independent Woman who still somehow needs a man in order to get her big break. She was really written as a Token Female and while I love her and I appreciate that she wants agency and to fight for a cause, Sarah punching a Delancey brother was more feminist. Also, even David’s role in the story was lessened in order to give room for Katherine’s whole subplot and Dramatic Family Reveal and as an avid Javid shipper that made me sad :(

Now on to more plot-focused concerns!

The! Betrayal! Scene! The movie betrayal scene! So much better! Allow me to explain!

First of all, Jack just waltzing into Pulitzer’s office and getting captured? boring. cheap. Snyder and the police infiltrating the rally so we get to see Every Single Newsie try so desperately to keep Jack safe and yet he (and all the named newsies) still get captured? Heartbreaking! Engaging! Shows plainly the bond of the newsies!

(also allowed us to have the “on the grounds of Brooklyn, your honor” line at the trial)

The one-on-one confrontation between Jack and Pulitzer is much more engaging and more of a game of wits in my opinion. You don’t feel like Jack is the underdog and won’t win until Pulitzer directly threatens David, whereas having all of Pulitzer’s friends there in the musical means Jack is automatically going to lose and you don’t even get a chance to cheer for him

The Alley Scene!!!!

Then the actual betrayal scene, with Jack fully dressed like a scab. every single newsie feeling personally hurt and calling out to Jack, spot having to be forcibly pulled back by multiple people, and then David gets the chance to speak and nearly starts a fist fight when he was the one who always said they couldn’t beat up the scabs… “I ain’t got nobody tucking me in at night, like you. It’s just me, and I gotta look out for myself” “you had the newsies!”

I quote that scene so much y’all

I miss Jack meeting David’s whole family. It really shows what Jack himself is missing and longing for, it more blatantly shows David’s Jewishness, and makes Jack finding a family with David and the newsies that much sweeter at the end. I also liked how a nuclear family was something no movie newsies had (less historically accurate, I know) because I think that bonded them together more, because they genuinely only had each other in the movie (can you tell that found family is extremely important to me)

Jack’s background story. him lying about his name and then it all getting revealed at the trial was a very spicy moment, and I think it shows just how much he relied on Santa Fe as an escape for him. He’s created an entire other life in his imagination for himself, going so far as to change his name and fantasize about having a family, and I think that that makes his decision to stay in New York and accept both his reality and the newsies as his family sweeter

also in the musical it’s implied that Jack stole food and clothing for the kids in the refuge, and that’s how he got himself arrested the first time. I almost like it better if he was stealing for himself at first, because I like having a protagonist who doesn’t need to always be completely altruistic like he was starving and he stole some food and I think that’s justified, so I don’t like how they felt the need to turn him into some sort of saint who was stealing for someone else (that’s a really nitpicky thing but!)

The absolutely bonkers commitment to nicknames in the movie was very spicy. I think Jake (and Jack, who was lying, and David and Les, who started as outsiders) was the only one with a name and he was even a very deep background newsie. Wasn’t historically accurate but it sure created a lot of possibilities about the power of names that could be exploited in fanfiction

And now some nitpicky things about elements of a musical that bothered me:

they took away the upper harmonies in carrying the banner???? why would you do that you have Broadway singers and you take away the upper harmony???

switching Jack’s line of “I want space not just air” to “I need space and fresh air” idk I think the first one more fully portrays how trapped he feels in New York and in his situation also it’s more poetic

I’ve already talked about Race’s line in King of New York :)

how all of the newsies are supposed to be kids but instead were played by adults... I know this was because of child labor laws but that’s why newsies is going to be best done as a high school musical (or a combined middle school/high school like my school was... Mr. Holsen when you retire put in a good word for me so I can take over). if you don’t have at least 3 newsies who are small and young enough to be lifted onto another newsie’s shoulders then you’re doing it wrong

this is very much a personal preference but I really liked how the color pallet in the movie was a lot of browns and earth tones. with the musical doing a lot of steel and blues it definitely feels like the progression into the mechanical age but it also feels colder and more rigid and I liked the warmth of the movie.

In a similar vein that is also a very personal preference, I liked how the singing and dancing was a bit rougher around the edges in the movie. I’m a dancer so Of Course I love the Broadway choreo but it feels too polished sometimes. these are young scrappy kids and they’re dancing like professionals who went to julliard (which like. some of them probably did). the scruffiness of the movie makes it feel more down to earth and swallowable for me

Jack’s cowboy hat :( Jack’s costume in general :( his nickname is cowboy and they took away his cowboy hat and red bandana :(

This is obnoxiously long but I just. y’all I have so many feelings about newsies and everyone always talks about the musical when they’re really two different stories and I just want to talk about the movie so thank you for indulging me

#ask #pixiegrl

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sandersidess · 5 years

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Rehearsal

Yeah imma continue as a bitch can’t sleep wat up and I’m not sure how rehearsal works so imma wing it

The cast sit on the stage in their casual comfortable clothes, the first day of rehearsal. They had months to prepare, their outfits being worked on at the moment. They decided to not change much as this was now a male Heathers musical, just the name Veronica to Victor was being tested. Roman, Dolos, and Virgil were off in one corner practicaing Candy Store, Patton reading his dialogue and huffs, Logan humming softly as he read his lines.

“How and I supposed to be this...dark? I don’t wanna screw up,” Patton whines and flips the page, reading through it, “It would’ve been easier to be Martha!”

“Getting cold feet now?” Thomas, the director, chuckles as he walks over.

“N-no!” Patton shakes his head and blushes, “I’m just not used to...well, acting like this. This character fits Virgil or Dolos more, heck even Roman!”

“Yes, you’re right,” Thomas nods, everybody now looking over, “But so do you. You have a somewhat baby face, but there is something about you that fits this role. Make it yours, Patton, you’ll get the hang of it. Alright! Everybody up! We’re going to start with Beautiful!”

Everybody scrambled up, Logan going towards Patton and places a hand on his shoulder. Patton turns to him and gives a small tight lip smile.

“Hey, you got this. I’ll help you practice afterward, and maybe even Virgil will give advice how to give off a dark aura,” Logan says softly, seeing Patton nod slowly.

“Thanks Logan,” Patton nods and sighs, “I’m just scared to screw up. I did so bad when I auditioned for Newsies.”

“But you were able to get a place and learned the crazy dance steps. You got this,” Logan ruffles his hair and chuckles, walking away to his spot.

Patton watches him and lets out a small fond huff, smiling and walks off with others.

During rehearsals, Logan was doing well with his place, Roman breaking character as Logan belted out the ending part of Beautiful. It was a shock to everyone how he could hold that note. Candy Store soon came up, Patton having to hold back a laugh at how Virgil looked so done playing McNamara (Thomas had them redue the song two times). Roman was into being Chandler, Dolos giving off the best annoyed look he could when pushed down (he was annoyed). Patton lets out a shaky breath as it was his time to come out, standing up straight and nods.

The fight scene was easy, Patton smirking at how he got the hang of it. He wondered why he was so nervous. For it being just the first rehearsal, it was going smoothly. Thomas would step in and explain what Patton could do better, and he took in the advice. After Fight For Me was done, they took a small break and continued on. The ensemble would also be given tips, being pulled aside for a small practice. Soon, Freeze Your Brain was starting, and Patton surprised everyone at how well he could do it. Logan did his best to not blush, seeing how Patton was just in it. He still could sense he could work on giving out the energy needed for this character.

As it moved onto the party scene and they were singing Big Fun, there were many cuts as Virgil would burst out laughing at Logan trying to sound drunk. Logan himself was laughing, not being able to do so as the last time he was drunk was when he was in high school at some lame party. Remy and Nate would also laugh at their lyrics, not being able to breathe. Virgil once more would laugh, along with others, at the scene where Veronica taunts Duke. Dolos was even impressed he couldn’t pull off an angry look.

Roman was excited to see Dead Girl Walking after the dialogue scene, both Logan and Patton a blushing mess. They also stuttered when Logan had to sound, well, sex hungry. Then when it came to Logan having to straddle him, Patton covers his face and squeals. Everybody laughs, seeing how both were shy at having to do this (while their friends knew it was more because those two were crushing on each other hard). After a few stops, Thomas even found it amusing, they got serious and did it. When they kissed and grinded down, they both almost forgot they were on stage. Quickly, they kept in character and moved on soon to The Me Inside of Me.

Patton giggles at some of the things said, and how annoyed Roman has to sound. They let it slide, since it was kind of funny. Even Logan added a few extra words just to mess with Roman. Roman huffs and sticks out his tongue, doing excellent on sounding and looking frustrated and then soon excited when saying “I’m bigger than John Lenon!” Dolos rocked the part where he took control, Virgil even feeling a chill down his spine at the look he had. They were all right. Heather Duke was the best part for Dolos. Soon came up Blue, and Logan was uncomfortable the whole time. Pretty much everyone was, even Remy and Nate who were playing Kurt and Ram and Dolos and Virgil, who’s character let it happen without trying to stop it. Sadly, that was part of theater.

When the song Our Love is God was up, they all wondered how Patton would do. Even Logan was curious, seeing as this was the the major part where Veronica realizes just how manic and dangerous JD is. Logan, once again, almost forgot that he was on stage when Patton would touch him and just wanted another kiss. As the shooting scene crept up, everybody froze at the deranged look Patton had in his eyes as he had to run after Nate and sang his part. Logan was frozen, forgetting his line for a millisecond and even Thomas was taken back.

“...Fifteen minute break everyone,” Thomas calls out after the song, sitting down and staring at his lap with wide eyes.

“Why is everyone quiet?” Patton asks, back to his normal self and smiles.

“You...” Roman waves his hand, not being able to form words.

“How did you get into the character JD so fast?” One member of the ensemble asks.

“Oh! Well, I am a horror movie fan and I really love Heathers, so I kinda mixed it together,” Patton confesses and giggles (making everyone breathe out), “And while it’s hard to explain, I just imagine me being some serial killer who is kind of like a vigilante.”

“I don’t understand completely, but I think I get it,” A female member of the ensemble says and smiles, “You’re doing so amazing, Patton! I can’t wait for Meant To Be Yours!”

“I’m more excited about Seventeen!” Patton chats with members of the ensemble, back to his bubbly self.

“That was something,” Virgil says and drinks his water.

“I think Thomas did correct,” Dolos shrugs, “Patton always does get the innocent roles, or the quiet shy characters. I think this will do him good to explore other parts. He is an amazing actor and singer, so it’s beneficial for him to not stick with one part. Also, look at him,” He nods towards Patton who was laughing, “He’s more confident.”

“He is,” Logan smiles fondly, “He still needs some work, but he’s got it down.”

“Oi! Logan! How come you never told us you could hold a note that long?!” Roman points an accusing finger at him, “You two are full of surprise today! Also, you killed it with Dead Girl Walking!”

“Thanks,” He blushes and rubs his arm, “Just a matter of getting in the mindset.”

“You too need to start exploring different roles,” Virgil tells him, “You can’t always go for the nerd one or the one being held back into second place. You’re talented, so show it.”

“I’ll try,” He chuckles, “But since I rarely try out, I just stick to roles I think will fit me best.”

“Any role can fit you if you try,” Roman hums, “Hell, you might be even more talented than me.”

“Oh shut up,” He throws his towel at Roman, who laughs in response.

“Alright! Fifteen minutes up! Let’s start Act two!” Thomas calls out.

“Alright, let’s do this!” Patton cheers and giggles, going to where his place will be at.

(Part 2?)

#heathers musical au #logan sanders #virgil sanders #patton sanders #roman sanders #deceit sanders #remy sanders #nate sanders #thomas sanders #sanders sides #fanders

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fictionadventurer · 5 years

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A musical Out of the Tomb, or any others of your works?

I didn’t think I had any ideas for this, but then I had A Lot. I apologize in advance.

I didn’t think “Out of the Tomb” would have many good places for songs, but now my imaginary musical is all but sung-through. A few pedestrian portions that are pure speech, but otherwise all music.

Except for one key exception. Tanza. Everyone around her is singing most of the time, but for most of the musical, she’s either the speaking counterpart to another singer, or Rex-Harrison-esque sing-talking her musical pieces. I’m not sure if it would actually work in practice, or if it would just create an odd musical imbalance, but it makes character sense.

Auren’s likely a tenor/baritone. His singing style should be subtly old-fashioned. Maybe a touch of that 1940s vibrato.

Keffer’s a baritone. (Think Gaston). Actually an excellent singing voice, but his songs are full of odd meter and slant rhymes, which Tanza always reacts to with contempt.

Imaginary Musical Summary

We open with Tanza breaking into the tomb and sing-talking her I Am/I Want song (”Treasures of the Dead”). Mostly cynical/cheeky, as she’s grateful that these dead rich folks leave such good stuff for her to steal, and establishing that she knows her stuff. Some choreography as she dodges some Indiana-Jones style traps. A few portions where she gets close to actual singing, during a few quiet lines that suggest she wants a life beyond this, but she quickly snaps back into her comfortable sing-talk rhythm.

Slight variation/reprise of that song as she first catches sight of the “dead” Auren and moves onto the next room, which is cut off abruptly as she’s interrupted by Auren’s entrance--a sung line that’s all the more shocking because it’s more musical than any song in the musical so far.

After Tanza recovers from the shock, they fly into a little singing/talking duet where countering accusations are flying back-and-forth (”A Thief!”) until Tanza realizes who he is, and there’s another dramatic pause for this to sink in.

Then comes the Exposition Song (”History 101″), of all the history leading up to this moment. Auren and Tanza to one side of the stage, while the main area of the stage shows scenes of the history they’re talking about. Three sections: one fast-paced patter song dominated by Tanza, as she explains the hundred years of history Auren’s missed; one more musical/meditative as Auren explains the events that led up to him being put in stasis; and then a section sung by the historical people as Tanza and Auren watch the “security video” showing the people leaving Auren behind and going unwittingly to their deaths . That third section’s seemingly cheerful but with subtly ominous/mournful instrumental backing, and in the subdued silence that follows Tanza’s realization of what happened, Tanza wraps everything up with an upbeat callback to her section (something along the lines of “and that’s History 101″, where she’s trying to be matter-of-fact, but it’s obvious that this cheer is very forced).

As they’re “traveling” back to the city (probably on a catwalk above the stage now), Auren gets his I Am Song (”A Virtuous Prince”) and during part of it, the main stage shows the reenactment of his naming day and the rest of it is explaining his philosophy of virtue. It’s a lovely song, but Tanza is Not Impressed.

Scene change, now the set is Keffer’s building. When Auren and Keffer first meet, there’s a cluttered, fast-paced song of mutual confusion (”What In the World Is That?”) as Tanza struggles to answer their questions about each other.

Keffer takes Tanza to the part of the stage that serves as his office, where he tries to convince her to take advantage of this windfall (”A Just Reward”), and when that fails, to convince her to use her upcoming road trip with Auren for criminal purposes. Through this, Tanza’s purely speaking in reaction to Keffer’s singing. (I imagine this sounding similar to some of Pulitzer’s villain songs in Newsies).

When they’re on the road to Alogath (sitting in a car as the projected scenery moves behind them) Auren gets a dreamy little meditative song about the changes to his planet (”A Lovely World”). Cut to a screeching halt (both musically and physically) as Auren realizes where the car came from, segue into a cluttered argument song (”A Thief!” [Reprise]) that ends with Tanza storming off, getting into danger (the deathtail’s a borderline campy puppet) and getting saved by Auren.

As Tanza struggles to understand Auren’s actions, he explains himself in song (”Common Decency”) to which Tanza joins in with a couple lines that are almost musical as she realizes his philosophy isn’t just fluffy, high-minded talk. Then Auren starts suggesting Tanza take a virtue name (”Better Than You Were”) and she reacts with purely spoken scorn.

Scene cut to Tanza’s delivery to Berimac. After Auren interferes, Berimac gets his I Am/Villain Song (”Retired”) where he explains that everything in the world (especially humans) is dangerous and he wants to live quietly and safely in seclusion. This is the loudest, most flamboyant, Show-Stopping musical number in the show. With a chorus members and dancers coming out of nowhere to add to the production. Because I think that’s funny.

Argument song between Tanza and Auren after that number ends, leading to reconciliation that surprises Tanza (”Unexpected”). Ends with Auren heading off-stage and Tanza getting a few meditative lines that again, are almost musical.

The rural festival is a song mostly sung by Auren, with support from a chorus of townspeople as he introduces Tanza to the celebration (”Newfangled Tradition”). It’s the happiest, most upbeat number in the show. The one that’ll be stuck in your head after everything’s over. Probably includes a dance interlude, a la Tangled’s “Kingdom Dance”.

Then when everyone’s happy, stage gets dark, there’s warning music, and everyone freaks out as there’s a Villain Chorus song by Cornerstone fighters explaining their philosophy and plans (”Saviors of the World”). Lots of black-clothed people lit by red and orange lighting and ending with the explosion. Musical interlude at the end by Tanza and Auren as they decide to sneak away.

Clear away the town scenery and the other people so we’re in an empty daytime forest scene. Auren chooses the virtue name for Tanza (”Pure of Heart”). She responds with a sing-talk explanation of all the reasons she can’t change (”History 101″ [Reprise]). But when Auren goes off-stage, she considers the name and wonders if he maybe has a point (”Better Than You Were” [Reprise]). And this time, she’s singing. It’s very quiet, very hesitant, and it slips back into sing-talking at points, but for the first-time, it’s actual singing. Off-stage, Auren calls out, wondering where Tanza is. “Coming,” she responds in flat speech.

In Alogath, Auren gets a sad little song about all the people he’s lost (”Faces and Names”), after which Tanza goes off for her final delivery, finds out what it is, and rushes back to confront Keffer (who’s in a separate area and lit so it’s clear that this is being done over video-call). They argue (”A Just Reward” [Reprise]) with Tanza now dominating but sing-talking her parts, and then Tanza quits. When she meets up with Auren, she tells him what she’s done in a quiet, uncertain little song, with Auren jumping in to support her with a more confident and melodic counterpoint (”A Better Life”).

Cornerstone comes to “rescue” Auren while trying to persuade him of his place in their Just and Worthy Cause (”Saviors of the World” [Reprise]). Auren argues to save Tanza’s life (”Heroic Virtue”), stage goes black as Tanza’s left alone and unconscious.

She comes to, frets in a sing-talky manner (”Making Plans”), when she gets the call from Keffer. She realizes what he’s done and they argue, with Tanza accusing him of being the worst of people while he argues that it’s only sensible given their line of work (”Criminal”). It gets faster, more flustered and more intense, until Tanza lets loose a frustrated scream.

But as the sound’s sustained, we realize she’s not screeching--she’s singing. Not only can Tanza sing, she can Belt. The lights around Keffer go black (as if the sound’s shattered the spotlight), and Tanza finally gets an outright musical number that shows she’s been a strong mezzo-soprano this whole time, a song about her intention to rescue Auren and change her life (”Out of the Tomb”). It starts out as intense righteous anger and morphs into determined righteous purpose, but it always shows off her musical strength. (It’s that type of song that tends to become an audition standard).

She goes to rescue Auren in a scene whose choreography recalls her first break-in during the opening number, and then she finds Auren. He’s with Berimac and the Cornerstone fighter on the main stage while Tanza’s hiding on a catwalk. There’s an argument between Auren and Cornerstone, with Auren’s part reusing the tune from “A Virtuous Prince”, Berimac and the Cornerstone fighter countering with the tune of “Savior of the World” and Tanza providing a counterpoint descant using the tune of “Out of the Tomb” as she ponders what to do.

Just as Auren and Berimac’s argument reaches a fever pitch, it’s cut off mid-note by Tanza jumping from the balcony and landing in the middle of the scene. If it’s done right, it should sound like a cannon.

As Tanza and Auren make their escape, there’s a frenzied little number between them and Berimac that’s slightly sung but mostly speech (”The Escape”) during which we learn (through a few off-hand, gasping lines) of Tanza’s injury (but Auren doesn’t).

They make their escape and Tanza collapses. She shouldn’t be able to talk, but this is a musical and What Is Realism? So we get a heartbreaking “A Little Fall of Rain” style duet between her and Auren (”Pure of Heart” [Reprise]). And when Auren makes his phone call for help and recites all his names, it could go one of two ways. Either it’s a Belted piece of music, the musical high point of his character, or it’s shouted speech, which given that 99% of his lines so far have been sung, should be shocking to the audience and drive home the fact that this is Serious Business.

Then Tanza recovers and wakes up in the hospital, where Auren informs her of her new celebrity and pardon (”Heroic Virtue” [Reprise]), Tanza has a pretty little interlude to ponder this unexpected windfall (”Unexpected” [Reprise]). Close the show with a lovely, perfectly harmonizing duet between Tanza and Auren about their hopes for the future (”A Better Life” [Reprise]).

And we’ve finally reached the end and you have more detail than anyone in any world has ever wanted. I spent like two whole days thinking about this. I need new hobbies.

#adventures in writing #isfjmel-phleg #out of the tomb

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cncobby · 5 years

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rainy/lazy days with cnco

uh disclaimer this is my first hc after finals and my brain lowkey is fried so i hope it isnt trash :D ily all

RICHARD

LOVES rainy days he gets to spend with aaliyah

you three have a very specific rainy day routine

aaliyah is the first to wake up

jumps in between you two

“ITS RAINING !!!!!!!”

at first richards like wtf its so EARLY

but then he see’s how excited aaliyah is and

soft™ richard comes out immediately

breakfast consists of waffles with a TON of whipped cream and syrup

coffee for you and richard, hot chocolate for aaliyah

disney movie marathon of course

aaliyah puts on her fave disney princess dress

she forces u and richard to dress up too

(richard in a plastic tiara is the best part of the whole day)

lots of duets between richard and aaliyah

arguing over which disney princess is the best

aaliyah ends up getting sleepy after your third movie

canoodling time for u and richard ;)))

i just imagine lots of deep convos and cuddling during rainy days

small things like him playing with your fingers

you tracing over his tattoos

deep talks about the future

“i want a family with you”

he like lowkey panics bc ur silent

“not riGHT NOW BUT-”

cutting him off with a kiss

“shut up u dingus i want a family with you too, i just didnt wanna start crying”

JOEL

lots of early morning cuddling

you guys are both awake but just laying in each others arms

listening to the pitter patter of the rain

playing with his messy curls while he traces figures on your skin

*muffled* “joel we should really get up”

“five more minutes mom”

you guys eventually move the cuddling to the living room

but first !! breakfast

making a special pancake breakfast that u guys have specifically reserved for rainy days

(joel acts like its so prestigious but its really just chocolate chip pancakes with other normal breakfast foods)

rainy days are sacred movie days

all of ur fave movies

watching bootleg musicals together??? yes

reenacting scenes from RENT, newsies, and in the heights

(convincing him do a wicked duet with u was the best decision ever)

(he makes a very handsome fiyero)

“may i have this dance m’lady?”

“are you asking me to dance with you to the hamilton soundtrack?”

“yes i am”

after lots of convincing he lets u straighten his curls

(its not a good look)

bubble baths together???? yes pls

romantic baths with candles and wine

ERICK

you guys play soo many board games

u get hella competitive

but also suck at monopoly so he’s purposely letting u win

just to see ur cute reaction everytime he fake lands on your property

teaching him how to play chess

“but WHY can the pawn only move diagonal sometimes???”

“i honestly have no explaination babe thats the rule”

baking!!!

lots of smooches in the kitchen

making and decorating sugar cookies

“ur not allowed to show the boys these babe they’re all for me”

“well too bad i already made some for them”

“hEY i’m your bf i get cookie dibs”

a food fight happens suddenly????

u guys are a MESS

there is flour everywhere and suddenly he’s kissing whipped cream off your mouth

eventually u abandom baking and end up buying cake

late night walk through the rain

you guys end up at a cozy cafe

end up sitting by the fireplace until 3am just talking to each other

he piggybacks u home bc ur literally half asleep when u leave

ZABDIEL

you guys def sleep in till noon at the very least

you’re obviously the first one up

he wakes up to the smell of you making coffee

*wrapping his arms around your waist*

“smells good amor”

“breakfast is on the way, i ordered doordash”

um harry potter movie marathon obviously???

you both know the movie by heart

reenacting scenes together

(ok but the sexual tension when you guys recreate the harry draco duel???)

*zabdiel pinning you to the couch*

“scared potter??”

*pushing him off of you*

“you wish nerd”

wearing your matching harry potter robes ofc

him playing guitar and trying to teach u guitar!!!!

“and put that finger there - why do you have such small hands for”

“wELL NOT ALL OF US ARE GIANTS”\

doing dumb shit like making him give u a piggyback around your entire house

“ONWARD TO THE KITCHEN”

him pretending to drop you

eventually he actually does but catches u in time and plays it off with a kiss

“nice try dork”

CHRISTOPHER

gets really excited bc he has an excuse to just stay inside all day

you’re barely awake when he carries you into the living room

“christopher what the fu-”

“loOK I MADE A PILLOW FORT”

you turn ur head and there lies the biggest pillow fort youve ever seen

“we’re not allowed to leave this fort since its raining”

“chris i have work to do”

“nOT TODAY YOU DONT”

grocery run to get ur fave unhealthy snacks

i feel like he’d love having you read to him??

like imagine cuddling and reading aloud to him while he plays with your hair

you guys end up ordering pizza and opening a bottle of wine and stay up the entire night talking about dumb stuff

dancing in the rain!!!

he’d prob get the dumb idea to kiss in the rain bc its romantic

so he pulls you out into the rain and you guys end up getting soaked

but its all worth it bc he’s spinning you around and smooching you like theres no tomorrow

#cnco #cncowners #cncowner #cnco imagines #cnco fanfic #cnco headcannon #joel pimentel #christopher velez #richard camacho #erick brian colon #zabdiel de jesus

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youcantundothepast · 6 years

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javid headcanons

hey so I haven’t updated in forever (I have reasons just not good ones ngl) (also I’ve been absent on all of my blogs so don’t think y’all are special ;))

but for now here are some wholesome Javid (modern) headcanons that aren’t really supposed to be anything in particular they’re just kind of cute

they skip around from high school to married life and everything in between

also this is so long because I love imagining my two pure boys in love

tw: idk why but there’s more cussing than usual (but I wouldn’t consider it excessive)

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- okay so first off, Davey is a mess

- like how does one date??? like he can barely stand his own life how can he share it with someone else????

- especially someone so perfect nice like Jack

- but this isn’t Jack’s first rodeo and God bless him he just smiles when Davey’s awkward and will kiss his cheek or something and Davey will never be sure how he landed someone so nice perfect

- they don’t like the hassle of splitting the bill on dates so they alternate on who pays for the date

- Davey brought Jack sunflowers once for his designated date day and on Jack’s next designated date day, Davey received a painting of said flowers

- as they continuously date, though, they begin learning each other’s favorite flowers

- like Jack loves stargazer lilies but Davey can’t have lilies because of Sarah’s cat, Cheerio (never forget Cheerio)

- Davey favorite flowers are baby’s breath

- on prom night, Sarah and Katherine surprise the two with matching stargazer/baby’s breath boutonniere and they just go soft

- OKAY BUT DAVEY GETS SO SAD AT THE END OF PROM NIGHT BECAUSE HE’LL HAVE TO THROW IT AWAY BECAUSE CHEERIO GETS INTO EVERYTHING SO HE JUST THROWS IT IN THE TRASH AND THEN ON HIS

- AND JACK’S WEDDING DAY, JACK SURPRISES HIM BY SHOWING THE TWO MATCHING BOUTONNIERES now pressed and dead BUT HE CAN’T HELP BUT BE SPEECHLESS BY HIS NOW HUSBAND AND AHHHH

- “wait... oh my God I kissed you that night after you went dumpster diving!”

- also real quick, Sarah is Davey’s “best man” and he’s all like Sarah, you can wear a dress, you don’t have to wear a suit like Jack’s best man (Crutchie)

- and Sarah just glared and is like “bitch don’t take this from me”

- she was the best looking in the wedding photos rocking her amazing suit btw

- but back to when they’re just bfs

- when they first start being together Davey isn’t really sure what to think because they’re more than friends, but is it right to say Jack’s his boyfriend yet? (they hadn’t even had their first kiss yet)

- so he goes for a few weeks with them just have a few dates (are they dates though???) until Jack calls him his boyfriend in front of the other newsies (because he can register Davey’s apprehensiveness so he makes the first move)

- and Davey is just like ???!!?!!

- “you- you just called me the-the” and he can’t even register at the moment because the heart eyes are strong

- and Jack is just grinning and is just like “yeah, I just called you the b word. That’s okay with you right?”

- And Davey could just melt into a puddle and is internally like “HOLY SHIT WTF WHAT IS GOING ON I AM GOING TO IMPLODE BEFORE I DESERVE THIS NERD” but he just holds Jack’s hand and kisses the top of it and is like “yeah, I consider you my b word too”

- then Race says whispers “my bitch” to Spot and ruins the whole moment

(okay that sounded so awkward with the whole b word thing but I really wanted to make that joke because I love that meme(?) so allow me)

- their first kiss took a lot of time to build up to, but they both wanted to make sure it’d be perfect so it was on their last day of Junior year and they just spend thirty seconds afterwards just staring into each other’s eyes with their foreheads touching while holding the other’s hands

- Katherine takes a picture of the “first kiss aftermath” posts it to instagram (with their permission) with the caption “FINALLY!!!” with a billion heart emojis

- everyone who didn’t know the two were together scream in the comments

- Jack has to make a follow up post of Davey kissing his cheek and him winking with a huge smile of his face with the caption “my boyfriend ❤️”

- Race, ofc, comments “I thought he was your bitch”

- they’re not really into PDA except simple hand holding and small pecks on lips/face every so often

- Jack’s favorite sign of affection is rubbing his thumb along the top of Davey’s hand especially when Davey gets really anxious because it helps him calm down and remember to breathe

- Davey loves to run his hands through Jack’s hair because it is so soft and sometimes Jack won’t cut it for a while and it’ll curl at the ends and Davey loves playing with them

- they usually only do this though when in private or around close friends because they feel like they’re shoving their relationship down people’s throats with obvious actions

- sometimes someone like Finch will fake gag and Katherine will punch him and he won’t do it again because damn Katherine punches hard

- Jack’s favorite dates are when they just order take out and sit on the couch all night to watch movies

- Jack has made Davey’s watch Brother Bear probably 300 times, but while Jack loves every second of the movie, Davey just smiles and powers through

- it is a good movie though (go watch it if you haven’t you are going to cry your eyes out)

- Davey likes to watch the action movies and superhero movies like Marvel

- (they totally went to see Infinity War and Davey was so broken after like he just stayed in bed cuddling with Jack for hours balling his eyes out)

- (then they went to see Ant-man and the Wasp and the cycle repeated)

- Davey’s favorite dates though are packing some sandwiches and apples/chips and just going to the park and having a picnic or going stargazing

- in NYC, they don’t see many stars so for Davey’s birthday, Jack picked him up in the middle of the night once and drove them to the middle of nowhere to stargaze

- for Jack’s birthday, Davey wants to do something special, but isn’t really sure what to do until Sarah gives him an idea

- it’s Jack’s 18th birthday so he gets a big box and fills it up with “18 things I love about you” and Jack cries reading the little notes Davey writes

- it’s things like a box of new color pencils with a note saying “you add so much color to the lives of everyone you meet” and also a fidget spinner with a note taped on saying “once start something, you won’t quit until it’s finished. but you also get annoying pretty quick ;)” so it’s just a bunch of useless junk but the sentiment and thoughtfulness of it is what makes it special

- did I say Jack cried? I meant to say Jack BAWLED

- like some of the little tear marks never came out of the pieces of paper

- when they decide they want to get married, they just kind of propose to each other

- like one night they are just like “hey, here’s a wild idea, but I love you like a lot and want to spend the rest of my days with you so let’s get married”

- and a month later, they surprise each other with rings so they both have engagement rings

- (low key inspired by AKB/Scott Bixby because that shit is adorable)

- but every relationship has to have some turbulence but it took me a while to come up with something because I don’t want these boys to be mad at each other :(

- so first off, they don’t argue long about the stupid stuff because they realized early that none of that is worth it because they make each other happy and that’s rare to come by these days

- but there are some persistent things they argue about ike Davey never taking care of himself (especially during their college days)

- poor boy doesn’t get enough sleep :(

- Jack’s hamartia is the fact that he can’t stand injustice/assholes

- so he’s often come home with a bloody lip or black eye

- Davey understands, but he wishes Jack wouldn’t get himself hurt so much

- (so they basically both have the same problem they just experience it in different ways)

- it’s when Jack calls Davey from jail when they have a big fight

tw: vague attempted sexual assault

- “A bar fight? What the hell, Jack?!”

- it was the worse Davey had ever seen him with his jaw swollen and bruises littering his whole body

- “Not my fault that motherfucker-“

- “You can’t just fight anyone who is rude or is racist! I hate people like that too, but you can’t punch them a few times and expect them to change in an instant. Some fights you just shouldn’t pick!”

- Jack had never seen Davey so mad so he takes a deep breath and reaches through the bars of the holding cell and grabs Davey’s shoulder calmly

- “Dave... the drink was drugged. I saw the guy put somethin in the woman’s drink when I was passin by the bar. I warned her, but then he came up and started makin a scene. Started making him the victim. He practically demanded that I let him take the girl home as if I could give him permission. Poor girl was so shocked and scared, and he wasn’t backin off. It was just me and him for a while and then his buddies showed up. Some other people tried to help me, and then the cops showed up. Fuckers pinned it all on me and I was in here before I could even let a word out.”

- Davey is speechless by Jack’s story and he was pretty sure he fell in love all over again

- “I jus hope that girl’s okay. She was cryin when I was being put into car in handcuffs. The other guy was only brought in for questioning. Said I was the one who started it and they believed me, saying only kids my age would start trouble like that. Apparently he’s a mechanic at the building down the road. Probably gives these cops discounts or somethin. It’s a load of shit if you ask me.”

- “I know, Jack. Let’s just get you out of here so you can heal up. Knowing you, you’ll probably have another black eye soon enough. Have to heal this one up so you don’t keep the next one waiting.”

- when they’re in their car, Davey reaches across and kisses his swollen jaw

- “I’m sorry about yelling at you, I didn’t know. You’re an amazing person, I should’ve known you wouldn’t just get in a random fight.”

tw over

- ahhh they’re so in love!!!!

- the best thing though is that they’re each other’s support systems

- like every night they go to bed and just cuddle and whenever one has had a bad day, the other will just open their arms and hug them and kiss them for as long as they need

- there’s just so much reassurance and small little compliments between the two

- a lot of stuff has happened during their lives and sometimes it just catches up to them, but the other is always there to catch him

- it’s just full of all-rounded, pure-hearted goodness

#newsies #javid #newsies headcanons #newsies writing #newsies modern au

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iloveurlight · 7 years

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If you wrote me a ben cook racetrack imagine, I'd marry you.

(Sorry this took so long! End of the quarter was happening, so that was hell.)If one ever happened to visit Manhattan’s cobbled streets, it would be hard not to see them, scattered around street corners and fountains; loitering by storefronts and lampposts. Like clouds of dust kicked up by a single step, they’re inescapable streaks of grey and beige spread across the boroughs. A part of the walk on any square. And for you, it was a welcome entertainment- they hawked headlines, you sold flowers. There was a sort of a silent agreement between you and those newsboys- both street vendors, young and tryin’ to get by.You leaned against your wooden cart, overflowing with the fresh cuts of the morning, fresh against the musty air of New York. Each day at dawn, you received your bundles, and freshened up as lovely as your merchandise in hopes of attracting customers. You were selling yourself as much as the plants.

“…Aye, beautiful! Spare a bloom fer a workin’ boy?” You hear the call from behind you, whirling around. Touseled dirty blonde hair sticking out every which way from under his cap, the brim cocked slightly to the side, just like his roguish grin; cigar loosely held between two fingers.

“Higgins, you know you’ve gotta pay in full, even for one flower.” He smelled lightly of smoke, but the day was still young. Almost dance-like, he loosely wandered forwards, tumbs resting in the loops of his trousers. “I’m tryna make a living, y’know.”

He gave a little pout, throwing his hands up in mock frustration. “C’mon, (Name), it could help me sell an extra pape or two! And the ladies love a sensitive man. The flower could communicate somethin’ like that.”

“Ya better hope they love some otha’ traits, Race, you’s none’a those things!” You heard a call from nearby, and silently laughed to yourself, discreetly picking one tulip off of a bouquet and stepping closer to the newsie to tuck it in his vest pocket. The nearness to him was exciting, but you stepped back in hesitation. He stopped by your cart every day, but you were nothing special; Race talked to all the girls on the block that way. It was his trait, his selling point. Unbelievable charisma…but suddenly, Race’s trademark smirk melted into something that looked like genuine happiness.

“Thank ya kindly.” He paused, musing a bit and twirling his cigar. “Anything I can do ya for in return?” Race ran his fingers up the back of his neck into his hair. Was that…nervousness? In your peripheral vision, you saw a handful of newsies spying on the scene from an alley. Must be some pals of his. The situation began to dawn on you a little clearer, and you let loose a grin of your own. He raised his eyebrows. “Perhaps a little outing later today for the lady?”

You nodded. “Sounds like that could cover the costs. That’d be swell.”

Racetrack looked like he could float right up into the wispy clouds above. His periwinkle eyes were just sunshine. “Poifect.” But then, before you knew it, his hand was on your waist, and there was no space between you, excitingly quick. You moved towards his wonderful, mischievously charming face just as he moved towards yours, resulting in a mutually energetic kiss. Selling your wares be damned. As he pulled back, you could faintly hear cheering from the other end of the square.“Huh. Or that’ll do,” you said coyly. “That’ll do indeed.”And for once, Racetrack had nothing to say.

#racetrack x reader #racetrack imagines #ben cook #newsies #newsies imagines #newsies x reader #newsies musical #my writing

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mrsteveecook · 6 years

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How to Write a Great Blog Post

Blog posts might look straightforward, but if you’ve ever tried to write one, you may have found it was harder than you expected.

Whether you want to start a blog as a hobby, as a step towards freelancing, or as a tool to promote your book … your blog posts need to be well-structured and well-written.

Of course, blogging offers a lot of freedom. You don’t have to write to a specific length, in the way that you would if you were writing a newspaper column or a magazine article. You can write short, newsy pieces, long, in-depth pieces, or anything in between.

You’ve also got the freedom to pick your own topics – and to develop your own writing style. Perhaps you want to write nostalgic, gently humorous blog posts drawn from your own life … or maybe you’d prefer to create detailed, reassuring tutorials for new WordPress users.

Whatever you’re writing about, though, and whatever your reason for blogging, your blog posts need to work. They need to have a recognisable structure … and they need to stick, more or less, to the point.

Here’s how to write a great blog post:

Step #1: Plan Your Post Before You Write

Your blog post should have an introduction, main body and conclusion (or, if you prefer, a beginning, middle and end). Here’s how those work:

The introduction should set the scene for your post and hook the reader. You might do this by asking a question, making a bold statement, or giving a quick anecdote from your own life.

The main body is the real content of your post. It’s where you develop a particular line of discussion, share a story, or give your suggestions or tips on a particular topic.

The conclusion wraps up your post. It’s easy to miss off – but it’s really important. It should sum up briefly and, ideally, offer the reader something to do next.

Step #2: Draft Your Full Post

While different bloggers work in different ways, I find that it’s usually best to draft a whole blog post from start to end (rather than writing a few paragraphs here and there to stitch together eventually). You could:

Imagine that you’re emailing a friendly acquaintance as you write. I find that thinking about one reader helps me to get the draft of my post down as smoothly as possible.

Jot down some brief notes for your introduction, then launch in with the first key point that you want to make. It’s often easier to flesh out the introduction once you’ve written the actual post.

Avoid editing as you write. If you need to fix a quick typo or restart an occasional sentence, that’s okay – but don’t start deleting whole paragraphs at this stage. When you’re mid-way through a draft, it’s hard to see what needs to go and what should stay.

Step #3: Redraft Your Post

Once you’ve got a rough draft of your post, it’s time to shape it for your blog. Since you’re writing for an online audience, it’s important to:

Keep your paragraphs short. It’s harder to read on a screen than in print, so if you’re used to writing for books or magazines, you may need to cut your paragraphs in half.

Keep (most of) your sentences short and straightforward. The occasional more complex sentence is fine – especially if you’re writing for an academic or well-educated audience – but mix things up with some short, simple sentences too.

Use a conversational writing style. That means using “I” and “you”. These aren’t appropriate in academic writing, so you might have been taught not to use them at school … but when you’re blogging, it’s fine to write as though you’re talking directly to the reader. (Just like I’m doing right now!)

Step #4: Format Your Post

Once you’re happy with the post as written, it’s time to move on to the formatting – how your post looks. You might want to:

Include subheadings and/or bold text. These help to “signpost” important parts of your post for the reader – for instance, in this post, the different steps each have their own subheading so you can easily figure out where you are within the post.

Add images where appropriate. Many bloggers like to start off their posts with an eye-catching image to draw the reader in. Images also help to create “white space” (the blank bits of the page around the words and images), which makes your post look more attractive and inviting.

Add links to other posts (on your blog or elsewhere). One great advantage of writing online versus writing in print is that you can link to other resources. That might mean linking to an explanation about something you mention in passing, for instance, to help your readers who are new to your subject area.

Step #5: Edit Your Post

While you could tackle the editing before the formatting, I find it’s helpful to do a quick edit, at least, after putting subheadings, images and links into place. When you edit:

Look out for typos and misspellings. Your default spellchecker won’t necessarily catch all of these. Some bloggers find that it’s helpful to view their post in a larger size, or to preview it live on their blog, to help mistakes stand out.

Check that your links are working. It’s frustrating for readers (and embarrassing for you) if a post goes live with broken links in it.

Look for areas where your post could be more polished. In this post, for instance, I went back while editing to make sure that each of the “steps” had three bullet points, so that they all matched.

Of course, writing blog posts is more of an art than a science – and I definitely don’t want you to think that there’s only one “right” way to do it. These tips, though, should help you to produce polished blog posts that are enjoyable to write and that are easy for your readers to engage with. (And if you’re looking for some more suggestions, check out Sarah’s post 10 Tips on How to Write the Perfect Blog Post.)

I hope you enjoy blogging as much as I do … and if you have a great tip to share about writing blog posts, leave it in the comments for us!

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