Using correct grammar and sentence structure is vital if you want to convey your thoughts accurately. You also want your writing to hold the reader's attention. Nothing is more annoying than reading a manuscript littered with grammatical errors. The error of writing sentence fragments is a common error. Sentence fragments are incomplete sentences that don't express a complete thought.
tips:
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Have a subject for every verb. The subject is the actor in the sentence. The verb is the action taken in a sentence.
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Make sure all of your dependent clauses have a completing thought. An independent clause contains a subject and verb and expresses a complete thought. A dependent clause may have a subject and verb, but it does not express a complete thought. Thus, dependent clauses need to be joined with an independent clause. Sentences that begin with after, when, because, before, since, etc., need a completing thought.
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Proofread your writing. All writers benefit from proofreading. Make sure that each sentence makes sense when you read it back to yourself.
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Read great literature. When you read great literature, you learn how master's of the craft write. Reading great literature also teaches you proper sentence structure and style. By knowing what good writing is, you will recognize the bad.
tips:
1
Have a subject for every verb. The subject is the actor in the sentence. The verb is the action taken in a sentence.
2
Make sure all of your dependent clauses have a completing thought. An independent clause contains a subject and verb and expresses a complete thought. A dependent clause may have a subject and verb, but it does not express a complete thought. Thus, dependent clauses need to be joined with an independent clause. Sentences that begin with after, when, because, before, since, etc., need a completing thought.
3
Proofread your writing. All writers benefit from proofreading. Make sure that each sentence makes sense when you read it back to yourself.
4
Read great literature. When you read great literature, you learn how master's of the craft write. Reading great literature also teaches you proper sentence structure and style. By knowing what good writing is, you will recognize the bad.
Prologue
Randall regarded her with pride.His finest.Her skin was ebony-black,her eyes a sinister grey,hair pale,wintry white.She stared at him blankly,her tall,slender frame tense.Randall stroked her cheek and tucked a lock of her hair behind her ears.Lethal,she was.Designed to perfection for the task she was set.Despite the obvious arrogance in her gaze,he deemed her the best."Tell me,who are you?"he tested."Layla"she answered."And I?".
"Master."she said."Tell me,"he asked her,taking her large,clawed hands."how do you use these..assets?"."To serve Master."Randall smiled."Good'he said."Very Good indeed.""How do you do that,my lovely?"he purred.Her eys stared straight ahead."Kill"she whispered."Kill for Master"
Randall regarded her with pride.His finest.Her skin was ebony-black,her eyes a sinister grey,hair pale,wintry white.She stared at him blankly,her tall,slender frame tense.Randall stroked her cheek and tucked a lock of her hair behind her ears.Lethal,she was.Designed to perfection for the task she was set.Despite the obvious arrogance in her gaze,he deemed her the best."Tell me,who are you?"he tested."Layla"she answered."And I?".
"Master."she said."Tell me,"he asked her,taking her large,clawed hands."how do you use these..assets?"."To serve Master."Randall smiled."Good'he said."Very Good indeed.""How do you do that,my lovely?"he purred.Her eys stared straight ahead."Kill"she whispered."Kill for Master"
Memories and grief of my heart
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my heart is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look forward to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my heart is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look forward to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.