This is where things take place. The world in the story. It can be anywhere, which is awesome. It can be space. SPACE. How cool is that? Or, it could be your Grandmother’s backyard. Kind of boring, though, so you better include zombies to make that worth reading.
Every thing depends in what is around you. What you can do is determine by your surroundings. Yo cant do what you want to do. If you want to do something you need something to achieve your purpose.
The moon hung in the darkness, an incandescent orb of light suspended on a string of crystal stars: the night’s favorite necklace.
It froze outside the frost-covered window, waiting for its audience.
One table, two chairs. Two plates, three candles…
But where were the four eyes?
The setting was not the usual for that night for Josh. Him and Michael were about to run the mountain again but the sky had an eery cast to it and wasn’t sure if he wanted to go. He had no choice in the matter though, although he could imagine not going if he wanted to.
The setting is simple. One chair, one coffee table, set up by the fireplace. A brick mantel with black and white photographs. In one of the photographs, there’s a fisherman with a long black beard. He doesn’t look too old, but he looks tired even though he holds an enormous seabass. His wife is next to him. She smiles. She completes the simple setting, the comfort of a cottage.
tap, tap. “you make my eye twitch when you do that.” twitch, twitch. laughter. “it makes it look better!” SMACK! “OW!! it does not, if you smack it one more time, i’m going to kick your shin.” flick. padder of feet echoes away. chases. catches. kick. “Ouch!! you said smack! not flick!”
The setting.
It will always affect your situation. In mine, I felt tense. So tense. But as long as you were there, I felt calm. My heart beated as fast as a cheetah, your hand, cold due to nervousness. It was a nice feeling. As long as your here….The setting will be the same. Because of you. And only you.
Let set the setting. It’s a beautiful morning out, the dew has kissed the grass and all the colourful leaves. The sun is shining getting ready to dry the grass. Stepping out into the beautiful day would be awesome if it wasn’t actually blizzarding out.
The setting is a dark and stormy night, and we’ve been fighting. I can’t explain what you’ve done to me in words only the feeling deep in the pit of my stomach my heart sinking low in my chest
It’s a place and time in a story, and it shows a lot about the story and you can’t have a story without the setting. The setting helps set the mood of the story, and also gives you an idea of the surroundings and how things go about in the story. The setting is a key characteristic in a plot.
here. there. no. changed my mind. pink. and some violet. feminine, like. put them to the side. now light a candle. no, two candles. that’s it. funny how time flies. she would have loved it. i miss her so much. these were her favourites. there.
i never wanted
to be a
mystery,
she said. life carried on
without her. she grew roots
like a weeping willow.
somewhere along the way,
she lost sight of
who she was,
where
she had once longed to go.
It was the perfect setting. The sun was shining down on the cool winter morning, there was a gentle breeze that rippled through the trees.Alice sat back and thought: ‘this is the place, this is where i’m getting married.’
The sun was setting already. So soon, ending a perfect day with a perfect companion. Didn’t know it was the last time I’d see him. Didn’t know the sun was setting on our relationship.
I learned how to make one folded napkin “thing” when I was little, and used it every time I set a table. It was a way to make a kind of “bed” or pocket for the utensils. – I always thought of it as a bed.
Fold a napkin into a simple triangle or rectangle? Unheard of!
I guess it’s not too far off a tangent to add that at Disney housekeeping always impresses me with their mad towel folding skills. I’ll have to corner one of them someday and ask them how that works. How many kinds are they taught… are there refresher courses… how much of their training is devoted to “towel folding….” etc.
(If you’ve never stayed at a Disney hotel, do an image search on the web. I’m sure there’s towel pictures out there.)
I need new place settings for my dinner party tomorrow night. It’s going to be a grand event, I invited all the whose who on NYC. Genevieve, Jay and Be, Kanye… to name a few. I can’t wait to see how it’s going to turn out!
She cried frantically and said, “The setting is horrible! Everythings horrible. I can’t do this. I can’t get married yet, everything’s screwed up!”
I’m going to a wedding tomorrow and I hope it’s not screwed up.
Setting the table for dinner tonight. It’s in the new dining room … seriously? is that all i can come up with right now. yep – must be one of those days. :)
It was the perfect setting for a heartbreak. It was storming outside and the rain we streaming down the glass as tears were streaming down my face. His words were like the wind outside: cold, harsh and relentless. I should have seen the storm coming long ago. If only I actually looked outside.
The setting of a scene makes all the difference. I find myself carefully constructing that more than anything. How vast and vacant an area is, or how cramped and crowded a farmer’s market can be. Now how to juxtapose the two properly…
the light is firm but gentle
i’d say that’s a bird chriping
but it’s probably just the sunrise
filling in the blanks of my mind’s peace
and mom puts out the spoons
as i sit and watch the space between the window panes–
she looks at me through her smudged glasses
(though she was led to believe they’d make her squint less)
and asks, “so…are you going to help?”
I smile but my brow is furrowed, and I stand to embrace her shoulders
she hugs back and says,
“alright, love, grab the forks”
i dont know how to descibe the setting i’m in, in my life right now. i feel sad, happy, lonely yet loved. I have everyone i need in my life, except someone to love me unconditionally. that’s all I want, love, unconditionally. I know it’s so cliche and stupid, and that I should be able to be happy without it, but it just feels like an empty void. I mean, I’ll get over it eventually, just not right now.
This is a perfect setting for disclosure of my free energy device. If you are reading this, you are one of the select few to learn about the one thing that will revolutionize the world’s power grid as we know it exists today.
The setting adds depth to a story. “A dark, misty night with fog hanging heavily in the air” or “a beautiful, crisp day with huge cotton clouds filtering the sun as it streamed down upon the almost lake-like ocean” evoke totally different feelings for the reader.
I was given a 12 place setting china set, antique, by one of my husband’s clients. It was old and he didn’t want it. It was originally made in 1936 and has 14kt gold leafing on it. It is beautiful!
One world reminds me of globalization, not only, because this link was shown me with ICQ, but someone from the arse of the world send me this link. Yes, I guess that’s it. One world. Same Sky. All concected.
Setting is the place where something takes place. Setting is the spark to all creativity, because it is where everything imaginable taes place. You can have all sorts of different magical, mythical worlds brought out through setting. It is the most important foundation to a story.
Setting means everything. Where you are can mean who you are. In a story, the setting says a lot about a character. It says their personality. Who they are, where they come from. Setting is defining.
This is where things take place. The world in the story. It can be anywhere, which is awesome. It can be space. SPACE. How cool is that? Or, it could be your Grandmother’s backyard. Kind of boring, though, so you better include zombies to make that worth reading.
Every thing depends in what is around you. What you can do is determine by your surroundings. Yo cant do what you want to do. If you want to do something you need something to achieve your purpose.
The moon hung in the darkness, an incandescent orb of light suspended on a string of crystal stars: the night’s favorite necklace.
It froze outside the frost-covered window, waiting for its audience.
One table, two chairs. Two plates, three candles…
But where were the four eyes?
The setting was not the usual for that night for Josh. Him and Michael were about to run the mountain again but the sky had an eery cast to it and wasn’t sure if he wanted to go. He had no choice in the matter though, although he could imagine not going if he wanted to.
The setting is simple. One chair, one coffee table, set up by the fireplace. A brick mantel with black and white photographs. In one of the photographs, there’s a fisherman with a long black beard. He doesn’t look too old, but he looks tired even though he holds an enormous seabass. His wife is next to him. She smiles. She completes the simple setting, the comfort of a cottage.
I will see the scarff… from the melly zeist gli.
I love living in a warm, inspirational setting.
tap, tap. “you make my eye twitch when you do that.” twitch, twitch. laughter. “it makes it look better!” SMACK! “OW!! it does not, if you smack it one more time, i’m going to kick your shin.” flick. padder of feet echoes away. chases. catches. kick. “Ouch!! you said smack! not flick!”
The setting.
It will always affect your situation. In mine, I felt tense. So tense. But as long as you were there, I felt calm. My heart beated as fast as a cheetah, your hand, cold due to nervousness. It was a nice feeling. As long as your here….The setting will be the same. Because of you. And only you.
Let set the setting. It’s a beautiful morning out, the dew has kissed the grass and all the colourful leaves. The sun is shining getting ready to dry the grass. Stepping out into the beautiful day would be awesome if it wasn’t actually blizzarding out.
The setting is a dark and stormy night, and we’ve been fighting. I can’t explain what you’ve done to me in words only the feeling deep in the pit of my stomach my heart sinking low in my chest
It’s a place and time in a story, and it shows a lot about the story and you can’t have a story without the setting. The setting helps set the mood of the story, and also gives you an idea of the surroundings and how things go about in the story. The setting is a key characteristic in a plot.
Through the woods and past a mountain. Down a valley and into the swamp. Past a cave and by the beach. Into the ocean and all the way to you.
here. there. no. changed my mind. pink. and some violet. feminine, like. put them to the side. now light a candle. no, two candles. that’s it. funny how time flies. she would have loved it. i miss her so much. these were her favourites. there.
i never wanted
to be a
mystery,
she said. life carried on
without her. she grew roots
like a weeping willow.
somewhere along the way,
she lost sight of
who she was,
where
she had once longed to go.
It was the perfect setting. The sun was shining down on the cool winter morning, there was a gentle breeze that rippled through the trees.Alice sat back and thought: ‘this is the place, this is where i’m getting married.’
I look out the window and the sun is not setting yet… I would hope this to be true because it’s 2:30 in the afternoon!
The sun was setting already. So soon, ending a perfect day with a perfect companion. Didn’t know it was the last time I’d see him. Didn’t know the sun was setting on our relationship.
Setting
I learned how to make one folded napkin “thing” when I was little, and used it every time I set a table. It was a way to make a kind of “bed” or pocket for the utensils. – I always thought of it as a bed.
Fold a napkin into a simple triangle or rectangle? Unheard of!
I guess it’s not too far off a tangent to add that at Disney housekeeping always impresses me with their mad towel folding skills. I’ll have to corner one of them someday and ask them how that works. How many kinds are they taught… are there refresher courses… how much of their training is devoted to “towel folding….” etc.
(If you’ve never stayed at a Disney hotel, do an image search on the web. I’m sure there’s towel pictures out there.)
I need new place settings for my dinner party tomorrow night. It’s going to be a grand event, I invited all the whose who on NYC. Genevieve, Jay and Be, Kanye… to name a few. I can’t wait to see how it’s going to turn out!
Setting is used to present something. The setting is a decoration to amplify a mood.
The setting is perfect, the lighting as well. She picks up her pallet and paints away. Her colors so bright and stunning take your breath away.
She cried frantically and said, “The setting is horrible! Everythings horrible. I can’t do this. I can’t get married yet, everything’s screwed up!”
I’m going to a wedding tomorrow and I hope it’s not screwed up.
there is no words to descibe a fragment of space. a setting. because that’s really just what it is. a place. like no other. set in space. waiting
Setting the table for dinner tonight. It’s in the new dining room … seriously? is that all i can come up with right now. yep – must be one of those days. :)
It was the perfect setting for a heartbreak. It was storming outside and the rain we streaming down the glass as tears were streaming down my face. His words were like the wind outside: cold, harsh and relentless. I should have seen the storm coming long ago. If only I actually looked outside.
“Don’t forget to put the napkins down first,” Abigail heard her mother cry from the kitchen.
Thanksgiving dinner was always a bitch, but for once, Abigail decided to drop her own bit of news tonight.
“Mom, do you mind? I invited a friend over?” Abigail asked.
Fireworks were never anticipated more.
The setting of a scene makes all the difference. I find myself carefully constructing that more than anything. How vast and vacant an area is, or how cramped and crowded a farmer’s market can be. Now how to juxtapose the two properly…
the light is firm but gentle
i’d say that’s a bird chriping
but it’s probably just the sunrise
filling in the blanks of my mind’s peace
and mom puts out the spoons
as i sit and watch the space between the window panes–
she looks at me through her smudged glasses
(though she was led to believe they’d make her squint less)
and asks, “so…are you going to help?”
I smile but my brow is furrowed, and I stand to embrace her shoulders
she hugs back and says,
“alright, love, grab the forks”
i dont know how to descibe the setting i’m in, in my life right now. i feel sad, happy, lonely yet loved. I have everyone i need in my life, except someone to love me unconditionally. that’s all I want, love, unconditionally. I know it’s so cliche and stupid, and that I should be able to be happy without it, but it just feels like an empty void. I mean, I’ll get over it eventually, just not right now.
This is a perfect setting for disclosure of my free energy device. If you are reading this, you are one of the select few to learn about the one thing that will revolutionize the world’s power grid as we know it exists today.
setting of things is complicated in the world…. this is the way we think, but in reality it is not… we make walls instead of bridges..
The setting adds depth to a story. “A dark, misty night with fog hanging heavily in the air” or “a beautiful, crisp day with huge cotton clouds filtering the sun as it streamed down upon the almost lake-like ocean” evoke totally different feelings for the reader.
I was given a 12 place setting china set, antique, by one of my husband’s clients. It was old and he didn’t want it. It was originally made in 1936 and has 14kt gold leafing on it. It is beautiful!
One world reminds me of globalization, not only, because this link was shown me with ICQ, but someone from the arse of the world send me this link. Yes, I guess that’s it. One world. Same Sky. All concected.
Setting is the place where something takes place. Setting is the spark to all creativity, because it is where everything imaginable taes place. You can have all sorts of different magical, mythical worlds brought out through setting. It is the most important foundation to a story.
Setting means everything. Where you are can mean who you are. In a story, the setting says a lot about a character. It says their personality. Who they are, where they come from. Setting is defining.
I go to my settings on my iPod Touch to personalize it….(That’s all I could think of)
‘Twas the night setting in the sky.
The moon just beginning to rise.
The sun had said its farewells and goodbyes.
I shall sleep again.
Setting!? I don’t. What!? Setting..
I guess writings not my thing, then. -_-