Sentences with phrase «hear your story like where»

It makes me smile to hear stories like yours where a mama or a daddy have opened their heart to the child in their arms rather than parenting through a method that they heard and follow to a T.

I'd loveeee to hear your story like where, for how long, and why?

Not exact matches

I've heard more stories like this than stories where an armed citizen saved the day by killing the gunman before he could get a shot out.

John, I'm going to say this because I've heard a lot of stories like yours in circumstances where I could also actually see what was going on.

By now, you've no doubt lost a night or two's sleep over when and where it will happen — because you've heard or seen on TV horror stories about an inconvenient (no, make that humiliating) time and place (like in the middle of a busy sidewalk at lunch hour or at a jam - packed mall on a Saturday morning).

I am a huge fan of the original Prince of Persia trilogy, and when I heard about this game I was a little worried that they would change to much of what made the original games great, and I was right, the gameplay has been completely destroyed, platforming is awkward do to too may actions being mapped to the same buttons, combat is tedious and unenjoyable, it's EXTREMELY repetitive, having to search around for light seeds just to advance the plot is stupid, and do to the fact that you can't really die the whole game just feels like trial and error, and the new Prince character is completely unlikeable, while they messed up most of the game it's got some good things going for it, the voice acting is solid, the graphics are beautiful, and the ending does have interested in seeing where the story goes from here, but I'm not sure if I want to pick up the next game they come out with, this was a huge disappointment and isn't worthy to bear the Prince of Persia name.

The theme for this year is «Heroes» where children are tasked with writing a 500 word story all about their hero, whether that be their parent, a policeman or an idol they aspire to be like - Explore Learning can not wait to hear some of the very best in heroic tales!

I've heard horror stories, so vet your Beta Readers carefully, especially if you meet online in a big, loosely - moderated place like Goodreads, where snark abounds.

Readers are pulled in immediately by the traditional «once upon a time» opening, and the story is told in present tense as Wright takes months dreaming, imagining, and finally realizing his daring, unique project: «A house like no other, where sun can shine, where balconies fly, where falling water is heard in every room.»

The story is told in present tense as Wright takes months dreaming, imagining, and finally realizing his daring, unique project: «A house like no other, where sun can shine, where balconies fly, where falling water is heard in every room.»

And then I remembered, I had an agent, a great agent, I wrote great books (so all the rejecting editors told me) and yes, you are right, self pub has given my stories a voice and an ear and the chance to be read, when they otherwise would have still been gathering dust on my hard drive, yet, on the other hand this is hard, REALLY HARD, it is SO hard to find your way to a readership as a SP, with limited funds (dwindling)... and the glimmer of trad pub — with their power to splash your name around established circles of readers, and their ability to secure a great number of reviews where, as a self pub, doors have been slammed in my face — becomes temptingly shiny again, (it's like childbirth, you forget all the painful stuff with time)... and it all gets very tempting... almost tempting enough to consider sacrificing one work JUST one artistic premise for the trade off of visibility... and then perhaps, just perhaps THEN, my SP efforts will finally sprout wings... but then I hear you and other say, it wasn't worth it, you'd never do it again, and I sigh... And then I wake up the next morning and think of packing it all in, and going to work for Walmart and steady shitty pay... lol And then along comes this blog post.

In some real story i hear like wipro or some good company where people made lot of money due to his luck or may b hard work of entrepreneur.

I'm always personally frustrated when I hear stories like his, where he is a self - proclaimed financial guru, but has terrible finances.

Also important to the plot are «Vision Quests», which are missions that you undertake within Paradigm X where you can experience memories of departed souls, playing through chapters of their lives to uncover the truth of what's going on in Amami City — the gameplay during these quests is much the same, but I actually enjoyed these sections most of all, since you can hear the thoughts of the character whose life you are experiencing, and of course these sections are also story - heavy, which I liked.

i mean, i don't exactly own a Switch but i keep on hearing (and in this case reading) about the «totally cool unique characters», like, is there some sort of «story mode» where you explore a character's story and personallity as you progress or anything?

Title: P.A.M.E.L.A. Available On: PC Developer: NVYVE Studios Publisher: NVYVE Studios Genre: First - person Survival Official Site: Pamelagame.com Release Date: March 10, 2017 Where To Buy: Steam When I first heard of P.A.M.E.L.A., I was excited by the prospect of it sounding like Bioshock meeting Dead Space for a lovely horror, story - driven experience.

, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,

With an air of sophistication, her paintings feel like they could be pages from a beloved book from childhood... the one where the plot might not be remembered exactly but the feeling of hearing and experiencing the story remains clear.

As a non-climate scientist, but having an interest in global warming, I have found it disappointing that there is no forum where someone like me can hear both sides of the story to global warming issues.

I have been filming stories with rule - bending builders for years now and I keep hearing about their promised land: sparsely inhabited parts of the U.S. (states like New Mexico and Texas) where there are no, or few, building codes.

I can't wait to hear the next installment of emerging stories, where the players are not just lawyers but former rock stars, professional tennis players, engineers and programmers — people who sound awfully like frustrated or visionary clients.

That's a similar strategy to Instagram Stories, which I hear is flourishing in places like Russia where Snapchat adoption is low.

A little like a story I heard about the «rain dance,» where there was no rain.

It is imperative that stories like yours be heard, not just within the industry, but out there in the open where Mr. and Mrs. John P. Public can see what goes on behind the scenes in this business.