Posted by: ujungpelangi | February 25, 2010

Write a Children story (In bahasa)

Ikutilah Kontes Write a Story!

Kontes Write a Story adalah lomba menulis cerita untuk buku-buku anak yang diselenggarakan oleh Erlangga for Kids (EFK), salah satu divisi penerbitan Erlangga Group.

Syarat & Ketentuan:

  • Peserta adalah pria/wanita dewasa (usia diatas 18 tahun).
  • Cerita yang ditulis untuk anak usia 5 – 12 tahun
  • Panjang cerita 3 halaman, 1 ½ spasi, times new roman 11
  • Tema cerita bebas dan orisinil (fantasi, fabel, humor, dsb) serta tidak mengandung unsur SARA
  • Naskah cerita yang dikirimkan belum pernah dipublikasikan baik di media elektronik maupun cetak, dan belum pernah diikutsertakan dalam sayembara lain.

Naskah cerita yang dikirim dalam bentuk hardcopy atau soft copy (file word). Sertakan biodata singkat penulis, alamat lengkap, nomor telepon, dan fotokopi KTP. Cantumkan WRITE A STORY disebelah kiri atas amplop.

Kirimkan naskah ke:

Panitia WRITE A STORY

Divisi Erlangga For Kids, Penerbit Erlangga

Jl. H. Baping Raya no. 100 Ciracas Pasar Rebo Jakarta Timur 13740

Atau via email ke: writeastory.efk@gmail.com

Peserta boleh mengirimkan lebih dari 1 naskah. Naskah yang masuk sepenuhnya menjadi milik panitia

Naskah paling lambat diterima tanggal 25 Maret 2010

Pengumuman pemenang tanggal 25 April 2010

Hanya naskah yang memenuhi syarat yang akan dinilai. Keputusan juri mengikat, tidak dapat diganggu gugat dan tidak diadakan surat menyurat. Peserta tidak dipungut bayaran apapun

Untuk keterangan lebih lanjut klik www.erlangga.co.id atau email ke writeastory.efk@gmail.com, atau hubungi Marcomm Penerbit Erlangga di 8717006 ext. 229

Hadiah:

Juara I:        Rp 5 juta dan hadiah sponsor

Juara II:       Rp 3 juta dan hadiah sponsor

Juara III:      Rp 2 juta dan hadiah sponsor

10 naskah terbaik akan diterbitkan dalam bentuk buku  oleh Erlangga For Kids

Posted by: ujungpelangi | February 25, 2010

Here I am

Oh, God, I just can’t believe that I will write again in this blog.

Well, yes I am. I’m writing again.

For Update : I’m writing two stories right now. One is for teenager and one is retelling folk story. Both is talking about love.

And I will go for writing competition. So I can move my ass to write. Geezz.. I’m so lazy.

But you know? I have a new year resolution. And mine is (well, you will not be surprised at all) :

Completing A novel.

So here I am..

Again.

Posted by: ujungpelangi | April 22, 2008

Just DON’T!

Don’t even try to switch the window to else. No internet, no games, no e mail. Just no!
Or you will regret it, just like me. Right now, right here.
Damn!

Posted by: ujungpelangi | April 20, 2008

When it keeps puzzling you,

… so make it as a puzzle

Eureka!
Do you remember my problem weeks ago about story which not clicked into places? It’s not a problem anymore. Well, sort of…

My mind so messed up with this story. I know how it starts, how it ends, the problem, and solution. Added with some sparkling conversations, awkward and girly flirting (but no tearjerking moments yet), I guess I have full amunition to finish the story.

But as you read, it haven’t finished.

And last night, idea stroke my mind. Well, it’s not genuinely mine. Maybe I have read it somewhere. Let’s say I re-stroke it. What if I write all my scenes, lines, and plot in pieces of paper and make it as a puzzle?

I was not worry whether it succeed or not; because I was worrying more about my tendency.

So, screw with tendency..

I wrote them all in pieces of paper, and arranged them as a puzzle. Clearly, it was a good idea. Because, a new idea came to my mind, filled the puzzle. And I found the missing link. Suddenly a picture exist when I have them all. Wow…

And good news is, I still want to continue the story.

Posted by: ujungpelangi | April 18, 2008

Rule #1 in writing

Don’t read any story, or you will mess up with your own.

Especially when the writer’s block comes.

This rule originally is not mine. I found it when I read an interview in another site.

… If I do get it though, the way I deal with it is to force myself to write something. It doesn’t matter if it comes out rubbish, what’s important is that you’ve taken the first step to getting over the block, and you might find that once you start writing again the block isn’t as bad as it was before.

I’ve also discovered that for me it’s a bad idea to read other novels while I’ve got writers block, because it fills my head with their plots and I just feel stupid and inadequate, which isn’t nice. That’s just me though; I don’t know how everyone else deals with it. Throwing things might help, you never know.

When I read it, I smacked my head. It’s SO true.

Lately I found www.fictionpress.com. And it makes my days brighten up. But also darkening my writing world. Because I have tendency to jump from one story to another. So, I think it’s true, when someone said that reading fictionpress only in your leisure time. Don’t be always.

DISCLAIMER: It’s not that I’m mastering in writing, so I make rules. These rules are only for my guidance in writing.

Posted by: ujungpelangi | April 11, 2008

Good of rubbish

There is no such a thing like writer’s block. No, I’m kidding. There is a writer’s block.
Every writer must have a writer’s block. But it’s not so important.

Because more important thing is: every writer must have bravery, in order to overcome writer’s block.

Bravery to write something rubbish. Bravery to read your rubbish writing. Bravery to separate your good rubbish and bad rubbish. And bravery to recycle your rubbish.

Because after you keep for a moment,
Rubbish can turn into compost, and it gave more energy and nutrient to your plant. At the end, you will get a beautiful flower.

That’s what I learn today.

Posted by: ujungpelangi | April 10, 2008

Over The Rainbow

Just because …

Enjoy the song…

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
There’s a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby

Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true

Some day I’ll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemondrops
Away above the chimney tops
That’s where you’ll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh why can’t I?
Some day I’ll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemondrops
Away above the chimney tops
That’s where you’ll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh why can’t I?

If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can’t I?

Posted by: ujungpelangi | March 24, 2008

Puzzle

Writing story is like arranging puzzle. You already have picture and pattern. All you have to do is placing into right place. And the puzzle will finish quickly.

So does the writing.

I just write a new story. Ten pages come so fast. Well, I start the puzzle from the edge, and result a first nice row.

I write scene after scene, and each of them stands separately. Because I think, I make the plot, the story.. Duh! I know exactly where they are. So each piece of puzzle will be fall right into their places, right?

Wrong. I feel stucked. Not stucked with the writer’s block which I used to get.

The puzzle doesn’t clicked into place.

So, it’s better to scramble all,  leave the first nice row (or scramble them too?), and start all over again.

Posted by: ujungpelangi | March 5, 2008

Master of Procrastination

Everything becomes anything because of timing
Something become nothing because of timing
So when the time comes, I know I must write
Before beauty become empty

There is no reason for reasoning
There is no play for delay
Because regret always comes late

Talent is golden
But hard work is not a joke

Posted by: ujungpelangi | January 11, 2008

I’m in rainbow

Yay, so we will find a pot of gold soon?

Nope. I haven’t get the novel. Yet.

This evening, when sun goes down, I came out from my house. The light of sun is dimmed. But instead of dark, the light is .. I don’t know what we call the colour. It’s like I wore a colour spectacle. Instead of green, the grass is purple. Instead of brown, the soil is red.

Old saying that it’s a rainbow (and it was told by someone older than me). Since I have not seen rainbow for a long time, I was looking around. But there’s no sign of it. So I asked him, where? He said that I won’t see that colours. Because I’m in it.

I’m in rainbow. Real rainbow. Waaaawww…..

What am I feeling right now?

Awkward. Real awkward, because I see things not in its colour. Voices so pale like I will be faint.

If I want to get a pot of gold I must be enter the rainbow first. So what is the feeling in the rainbow of writing?

I will let you know, when I’m into it.

Soon. I hope.

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