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Light Up Your Home With Elegant Wall Sconces And Wall Lamps

Most lamps require either floor or table space to be put into a room that needs light, and this can sometimes be a problem when there is not extra space. Instead of using a floor or table lamp, wall sconces and wall lamps can be used. Wall sconces and wall lamps are lighting fixtures that can be attached directly to a wall, and can provide the same amount of light as any basic lamp. Wall sconces and wall lamps work great in places that need extra light, such as hallways, bathrooms, or even living and bedrooms. They only require a small space on any wall, yet can provide enough light to light up an entire room. Originally wall sconces and wall lamps were meant for hallways and other areas where a floor lamp would not fit, but they are now being put in many different rooms to add a decorative touch along with a significant amount of light.

Wall sconces and wall lamps do require a little installation, since they must be mounted to a wall and minimal electrical work must also be done. Even though installing wall sconces and wall lamps may be a little bit harder than a typical floor or table lamp, they can save you space while adding a beautiful decoration to almost any room.

You can even choose to install a wall sconce that uses candles rather than a light bulb, since they require less installation and you can display your favorite candles almost anywhere in your home. They look great in entryways or hallways, and can still provide light in darker areas that may need it.

Not only are wall sconces and wall lamps great for lighting up darker rooms or areas in your home, but also work great to create certain atmospheres in some rooms. You can install a wall sconce in your laundry room to add a little energy to it, or even place one in your dark hallway to make it seem bright and welcoming. Wall sconces and wall lamps also work great in bedrooms, since they can provide enough light to read at night or watch a movie.

Because wall sconces and wall lamps come in a number of different styles and sizes, it is very simple to find one that can fit almost any room. More traditional sconces and lamps would look great in a formal dining or living room, while unique and colorful ones may look great in a bedroom or playroom for kids. Because wall sconces and wall lamps are placed on a wall rather than a table or the floor, you will never have to worry about a child knocking one down or breaking a lamp.

With wall sconces and wall lamps becoming more popular in the decorative world, they are very easy to find. Lamp specialty stores and even hardware stores contain a wide variety of wall sconces and wall lamps, or they can be purchased at a number of different online stores. They can be found with lights that shine up or down, and even some that can be put either way. Wall sconces and wall lamps are great when trying to add some extra light to almost any room, and also work great to add a beautiful decorative touch to your home.

About the author: Des Smalls is the founder of http://www.snslamps.com,which is a division of SNS Designs,Inc. They carry wide selection of unique table lamps. They offer the most popular housewarming ideas, such as tiffany style lamps, table lamps.

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Frequently Asked Questions

  1. QUESTION:
    Do you think an energy saving light bulb can look beautiful in the right lamp?
    What type of light fitting would make an energy saving light bulb look beautiful and why?

    • ANSWER:
      I think they look better in any lamp. The light is a cleaner, whiter light altogether. Plus they save you so much more money in a years’ time.

  2. QUESTION:
    do you feel an inner light inside your forehead?
    I feel a lot of this sensation recently after i began meditation, at first before meditating i felt filled, sharp, dark inside my forehead and my body was imprisoned, but now i feel the opposite, i feel empty, dull and blazing inner light inside my forehead and my body is relieved, this light inside my forehead is so beautiful and shining, especially if l’m under the lamp light, and sometime it spread to all my whole body and it feels like a gentle and warm water light…..U all have to try meditating too….

    • ANSWER:
      I do not know. Sorry! : (

  3. QUESTION:
    The chimney sticks to far out in the living room, and we are painting, what color should we paint it?
    I have very light couches, with tan trim. I have a beautiful red red wine accent wall opposite the large wall of windows. I also have a troublesome chimney. It juts out from the wall, and protrudes into the small apartment living space. I am double rolling the other walls in the living room with tan colors to set off the couches and accent wall. Should I leave the chimney, and fireplace white and noticeable, paint parts of it in trim with the red from the accent wall, or just let it blend into the rest of the room with the double rolled tan? The other idea I was thinking, was maybe to double roll it with 2 lighter colors of tan, so that it wouldn’t be as noticable? I have no idea what to do with it… Someone please help? – We are painting the whole place and we have hit our first snag. We have limited lighting in there as well, so we have to paint by day, and use uncovered lamps at night until we find some that we like. The beige carpet lightens it up some though. What to do..

    • ANSWER:
      I would double roll the tan on the chimney so it is a shade darker than the tan wall. I am afraid white might be to bold and stand out like a soar thumb. Maybe even go with a light brown. my bathroom is brown with tan tile and trim with baby blue accent, looks great! Good Luck! You will figure it out, it may take a couple days of looking at it but you will eventually figure out what color!

  4. QUESTION:
    Does anyone know where you can find a night light that circulates and cascades pictures on the wall?
    I recently saw the movie “Catch and Release” and in it, there is a lamp that when turned on, rotates and you can see the pictures on the lamp of a waterfall moving. It also cascades pictures on the wall. It was just beautiful. Does anyone know of similar types of lamps and where available? Or anything like it? Thanks. It was about 12 inches high, 6 inches around.

    • ANSWER:
      variety of them here
      http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fs%3Fie%3DUTF8%26keywords%3DLight%2520Show%26rh%3Di%253Aaps%252Ck%253ALight%2520Show%252Ci%253Atoys-and-games&tag=mariesmanor0b-20&linkCode=ur2&camp=1789&creative=9325

  5. QUESTION:
    Taj is a wonder of the world but Agra’s condition is very bad particularly its roads. Will anyone take care ?
    Agra comes in golden triangle of India(Delhi – Agra – Jaipur) on tourist’s map of India but its roads r very bad. Yamuna behind it at north has no water except rainy season b coz before entering Agra, a big canal was opened towards Haryana & so entire waer went there. Bcoz of that TAJ is being badly affected. That canal must be closed. It is pity that even having Yamuna, Agra residents get borewell water which is highly saline(salty) & makes hair sticky after taking a bath. During Shahjahan’s period, Agra’s roads were beautifully made of red sandstones. Taj in original condition before destructions by Jats & Marhatta’s of Gwalior, had diamonds attached to each corner of every marble tile. Two very beautiful mable lamps of oval shape were hung on 2 graves having very complicated curved tubes insde such that oil inside moved in regulated speed & once lighted they were lighting perpetually . Viceroy replaced them with worse ones. now none is there. Will anyone replace similar ones ?

    • ANSWER:
      IT IS DUTY OF GOVERNMENT OF UP
      IT IS THE DUTY OF CITIZEN

  6. QUESTION:
    Help!!! I think I am in love with my lamp!!!!?
    OK so I got this new lamp, I plugged it in and it and it gave off a beautiful light. It has pink stripe that run across it. It is the most beautiful thing ever. I feel a special connection with this lamp. I kissed my lamp once, and I was very turned on. I feel like I can never have a connection with a person as much as I do with the lamp. But even though I really want to get married, Im pretty sure theres no way to marry a lamp. What should I do???

    • ANSWER:
      Get some professional help.

  7. QUESTION:
    {Hindus} – How could saint Surdas write such beautiful poem about Krishna?
    Surdas was born blind, but he wrote so great poem about krishna as if he was watching him before his sight.

    How can a born blind write so greatly about beauty of Krishna ?

    for example one poem of surdas

    Krishna awake, for the day has dawned:
    large, deep and lotus-like,
    your eyes are as in the love-shaped lake
    a pair of swans even a million Kamadevas cannot vie
    with the bewitching beauty of your face;
    the sun rises in the east,
    a crimson ball the night is going
    and the moonlight pales
    the lamps turn dim
    and the stars fade out
    as though the bright radiance of wisdom’s rays
    dispels the pleasures that the senses tire,
    and the light of hope chases away
    the murky darkness of despair and doubt.

    Listen, the birds sing
    aloud with glee O sweet child,
    life of my life,
    my sole wealth,
    O darling boy,
    bards and minstrels
    sing your praises,
    saying ‘victory! victory!’

    Clusters of lotuses burst into bloom
    the bumblebees humming with sweet sound
    leave the lotuses;
    as though the devout renouncing worldly ties,
    in your love drowned
    chant your name as they go about.

    Hearing his mother’s words with love
    drenched the Lord of Mercy arose from his bed;
    the world’s woes vanished,
    maya’s net was rent.

    Says Suradasa,
    ‘Seeing his lotus face delusion fled;
    all doubts and dualities were destroyed and I found in Govinda eternal joy.

    • ANSWER:
      Surdas is one of the people who had great influence on the cultural heritage of India. He was a poet, a saint and a musician and played all the parts with the same finesse. Since there are no authentic records on the life of Surdas, his biography comes up as a combination of facts and fiction.

      How He could write is that though physically he was born blind, yet due to his Bhakti he reached such higher stages of spirituality that his Third eye started opening and working

      It was from his mental eyes that he could see Krishna playing and doing his leela.

      coming back from his samadhi, he wrote from his memory what he saw in his mental visions

      Physical organs are no match for subtle organs, which start working when one enters samadhi

  8. QUESTION:
    May I have your thoughts and criticisms on this please?
    Firstly, Happy Thanksgiving to all. Sorry I have no turkey poems at the moment. 🙁 I’ll try to think of one,

    Sometimes I am Beautiful
    (as we meet at a redlight district)

    Oh potential lover,
    If my head weren’t cocked so
    in this lighting as you speak to me,
    a tendril of fallen hair-
    parting shadow from light
    and pointing to my soul
    deep within my retinas,like some distant sun
    burning an internal lamp, through my hair a saintly halo,
    saints have struggled.
    If I had to rely on a talent instead-
    gliding my figure through cursive words,
    or the strokes of a brush
    the way my hips have circled you,
    would you know where to to find me.

    sometimes I am beautiful,
    swathed
    in the light of a street lamp,
    or the muted hues of night,
    your fingers gently brushing my chin,

    or pointing out a silver lining
    somewhere in the dampened air beneath the overcast
    of northern lights,
    after the sun has slipped away, or just before it rises,
    those long-lived spaces between the day
    when I am gold-plated.

    Most of the time I am in transition
    from place to place,
    somewhere still in a dream,
    as I cast my reflection in the window of a bus,
    the trace of charcoal lining my eyes,
    and a pearl necklace of strung bridge lights
    against the natural finish of glass.
    I become a portrait,
    passing through diners and office windows
    until it is time for me to move,
    and you discover I am counterfit,
    lids hung like shriveled sheets of night,
    my soul, perhaps searching for other homes,
    cold pressing against my skin.

    Since when is “c0cked” a bad word?

    • ANSWER:
      Wow. Would you understand me if I said brutal? Hits with a hard punch! I like it. Alot!

  9. QUESTION:
    Eyesores in Montreal?
    I have to say I love Montreal and by no means this is a destructive criticism.

    A while ago I asked why most street lamp light bulbs in downtown Montreal are so uncared and dirty. The answer selected by the readers as the best basically said “that doesn’t matter”. I have been to many North American cities and as far as I’ve seen, the magnitude of this eyesore in downtown is exclusive to Montreal, and this is not the only eyesore related to city care here (excessive graffity tags in beautiful buildings and cigarette butts on sidewalks are other examples).

    The person who answered my previous question asked me why don’t I clean it myself (in a sarcastic way of course). I have to say I would definitely do it (or pay someone to do it) if it was not illegal. When I explain my concern to other Montrealers, I often get “shut up, go away” kind of answers. Is anyone else concerned about these things? Is the French-English debate more important than cleaningness?
    Sorry, my first language is not English. I asked a friend how to write that word and made a mistake.

    Even if I suffer from such disorder, does that invalidate my point? Constructive answers are still welcome.
    Lolita, relax.

    • ANSWER:
      I work in Montreal and live off the island. What I can tell you about the city in general is that for many many years, the muncipal and provincial government has neglected the infrastructure and focused on things that are less important.

      Here are a few examples:

      Every year Montreal has at least one water main that bursts and often ends up flooding the basements of various homes and businesses.

      Our streets develop potholes so big you can put a frozen Butterball turkey into them and not see it from road level.

      Last summer, part of an underground tunnel had to be closed because the roadwork that was done on the street above to add a bicycle path caused the tunnel ceiling to shift and develop a large crack.

      In Laval, just off the island of Montreal to the north, an overpass collapsed on one of the major arteries into the city. It killed five people and the inquest showed that the city/province had been aware of the lack of maintenance on the roadway for years before it fell.

      I find that in Montreal, most of the things that happen in the city are reactionary instead of being pro-active.

      The politicians focus their efforts on areas that are most likely to win them another term in office or are popular, rather than facing a major problem in that the city is over 360 years old, and some of the infrastructure must be upgraded or replaced at a cost of several billion dollars over the next 10-15 years.

      So in the grand scheme of things, dirty lampposts are not going to be high on their priority list, especially because the salty spray from cars going by in winter will have them dirty again in less than 24 hours.

      However, I do agree that certain things should be cleaned up, and it could be done by making certain situations illegal. Examples:

      Stores or buildings that have been vandalized with graffiti should be required to remove the paint within 30 days. By passing the costs on to their insurance companies, the insurance companies may try to force the city to do something about the problem, as they have more clout than the average citizen.

      Lots that are boarded up or vacant should be required to maintain the area on a regular basis, to prevent people from using it as landfills for garbage, or letting ragweed and other weeds grow rampant on the property. This may force landowners to do something constructive with the property instead of just boarding it up and having someone plaster dozens of garage band posters all over the plywood barriers.

      And I have to tell you, I have also been to a number of North American cities and I would say that Montreal is not much different than cities like Boston, New York, and Los Angeles in terms of having areas that look dirty or run down. The cleanest city I have been in was San Francisco in 2006, and even there they had homeless people sleeping on street corners, boarded up buildings, and one guy was even urinating into a dumpster at 5PM when I was on my back to my hotel.

      Different parts of Montreal are handled differently for its cleanliness. I think if you had walked through Westmount, NDG, Mount Royal, or even the touristy sections of the Old Port, the lights would have been clean and working and garbage was at a minimum.

      As for people telling you to shut up and go away, various people take criticism differently. If they felt you were putting down the city of Montreal, you would have received defensive answers from people you have insulted. Just take each message left for you with a “grain of salt”.

  10. QUESTION:
    What do you think of the inscription on the Statue of Liberty?
    I often think the Statue of Liberty needs an update in light of the US’s recent views on immigration. It makes me sad to think that Americans used to define their country by such a beautiful sentiment, but have reversed their views so utterly. What do you think?:

    “Give me your tired, your poor,
    Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
    The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
    Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
    I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

    • ANSWER:
      You make a really good point. I think that national security has begun to effect our immigration laws so much that this statement is far from the truth. It’s a shame that our country is no longer seen as such a refuge, instead something else entirely.

  11. QUESTION:
    What do you think of this poem? — In Your Diary?
    Found a black-red book
    with nice colorings
    abstract designs
    Beautiful, as you are fine
    flipped through all the writes
    every day and night
    recorded by your hand
    cursive and refined
    everything you’ve had in mind

    In the darkest hour
    under dim lamp-light
    sitting at your desk
    noticed one last line
    “My life became a mess
    when you met…”

    Rage…
    I ripped it page by page
    cut both wrists and bled my name
    went from white
    to dirty red
    Words merged in my head
    not a trace was to be left
    except my name…
    till I’m drilled inside your brain
    will you ever scream and say
    that you felt something inside
    other than regret for
    all the times we spend in bed
    at home, school
    and all our talks
    you used to enjoy
    Ever think
    we could repeat that all?
    I’d never want to hurt
    something beautiful as you
    will it ever sink
    I’m in love with you
    and that’s all I’ll ever do

    In the darkness and the shame
    stare outside the windowpane
    a moon stares out too bright
    begin to feel a little weak
    head surrenders
    slides to sleep
    mixing blood
    and all the tears
    sliding down and seeping in
    your diary, now mine
    as I poured out all my life

    what do you think of the changes?
    any opinions would be great 😀
    feel completely free Poppy 😀

    • ANSWER:
      Unexpected. Moves very quickly to
      the end.

  12. QUESTION:
    Creepy boyfriends are the best muses…comments?
    In Your Diary

    Found a black-red book
    with nice colorings
    roses and vines for design
    Beautiful, as you are fine
    flipped through all the writes
    every day and night
    recorded by your hand
    cursive and refined
    everything you had in mind

    In the darkest hour
    under dim lamp-light
    sitting at your desk
    noticed one last line
    “My life became a mess
    when you met…”

    Rage…
    I ripped it page by page
    cut both wrists and bled my name
    went from white
    to dirty red
    Words merged in my head
    not a trace was to be left
    except my name…
    till I’m drilled inside your brain
    will you ever scream and say
    that you felt something inside
    other than regret and
    a need for suicide
    Why’d you every think
    I would want to hurt
    something beautiful as you
    will it ever sink
    I’m in love with you
    and that’s all I’ll ever do

    In the darkness and the shame
    stare out the windowpane
    a moon stares out too bright
    begin to feel a little weak
    head surrenders
    slides to sleep
    mixing blood
    and all the tears
    sliding down and seeping in
    your diary now mine
    as I poured out all my life

    any feedback?
    I see your point Poppy, and I was actually feeling awkward abt the suicide line 😛
    will repost 😀

    • ANSWER:

      Wow.
      You should probably ditch that one, Ash… 😛 (the boyfriend I mean)

      This is dark… and brilliant.

      (Why’d you every think > Ever think?)

      The only thing is, I’m not too sure on the suicide aspect… could you tweak it? Turn the suicide stance in something else? Make the blood more figurative as opposed to literal?

      You’re good with writing about anger… maybe that?

      OR leave it be and ignore me. Either way I really enjoyed it.
      Love the idea too.

  13. QUESTION:
    <3 Poem I wrote today: Please comment and thank you very much?
    [Title] Ten Past The Hour

    Dusk in the fields of the green grass at eight-ten
    Lavender clouds chase the moon in the sky
    Blue skies and two eyes my heart follows just then
    Capture my thoughts and they must ask them why

    Dusk in the fields of the green grass at eight-ten
    Ah, should I swoon when my hand draws you near
    Angels will catch me and heal my abrasions
    That sting with a passion that cradles me here

    T’is very sweet, t’is very sweet
    This fragrant rose bud that breathes the day
    And this beautiful flower blossoms deep in my spirit
    With kindness and peace, I see tonight

    Dusk in a world that is sleeping in sadness
    Rise of a night that has captured the moon
    Stars twinkle softly in eyes that show gladness
    Knowing the darkness won’t be here by noon

    We speak to silence and dance without sorrow
    We seem to leave worries behind
    Hearts full of grace, arms embrace in the shadow
    Ah, do I dream of the gentlest kind

    T’is very sweet, t’is very sweet
    This flaming lamp light that burns like day
    And this radiant candle kindles deep in my spirit
    With warmth and in peace, I feel tonight

    Ten-ten, let me wander
    See you shining near me
    The chill seems to slip far away from here

    T’is ever sweet, t’is ever sweet
    T’is ever sweet, oh grace, divine
    And this radiant candle, burns with love in my spirit
    In your eyes, I can see it burning too

    In your eyes, I see that you love me too

    • ANSWER:
      awww this is a really good poem. i know that you already express your emotions but good job at this one.. whom ever you date is a very lucky girl..

  14. QUESTION:
    Questions about an old antique lamp-Socket is Leviton brand, maker’s mark is FC?
    My grandmother passed away a few years ago and a beautiful set of lamps has been sitting in my mom’s basement ever since. My mother gave them to me and I’m trying to figure out what they are. They are green, olive glass, large with brass roses and a brass base. Also, there is either marble or faux marble at one point towards the base of the lamps. The maker’s mark is: an ‘F’ and above the F is a ‘C’ in a cirle. The two letters are actually upside down, until you turn the lamp upside down, then it is the F on top and C on the bottom. The light bulb socket is Leviton. Does anyone know possibly what company made these lamps or how I could find out?

    • ANSWER:
      A picture may help identify it. Possibly a Fenton.

  15. QUESTION:
    What should I name my artwork?
    Sry for the rush, but I need this immediately. This is the story: last year I put my work in a critic and because of the great name, I won the gold key (top award). The piece was a found object sculpture, the bottom was a lamp and on th etop, I removed the bulb and the cover thing and put in an elegant branch and called the piece enlightment. (purposefully mispelling it). Now I made a similar one, this one is just the light bulb wire and the head (no stand) and the branch is alot more thornier. These are some adjectives I can use to describe the piece: gloomy, murky, stark, etc. Basically, i need a really smart and beautiful name for this piece and am turning it in at 3 PM today, so pleace hurry. Also give several suggestions you think are good. TKZ alot in advance.

    • ANSWER:
      Branches of enlightenment

  16. QUESTION:
    Hi what do you think of my descriptive writing could you please point out errors and good things thankyou?
    It was a bitterly cold winters night. Sparkling frost clung to streetlamps, decorating them with a shimmering finish. Stormy winds violently rocked the glistening trees, making them sway wildly like a drunken man. The flailing grass broke free of its frozen constraints as the storm raged on and the first droplet of icy rain fell. The heavens opened. A torrent of unstoppable rain ransacked the whimpering city. Traffic ground to a halt as the never ending rain fell violently making it impossible to see. The city paused. Frozen in a moment of time. Each droplet of rain, not one the same graciously hung in mid air. Each droplet caught the desperate light of the moon that was fighting to break free of the storm clouds and burst into glorious light like a thousand stars all bursting into one joyous existence.
    The buildings shrank away from the rain, as roofs flooded, windows caved and cars crashed. The magic disappeared and chaos returned. The web of wires that usually encased the cities sky line like a spiders web was faltering under the elements ferocious gaze. Rubber particles strained against one another fighting a methodical madness. The rain did not cease. Rubber burst and copper split, wires sent schizophrenic sparks spraying onto the city below. A small bus which had a shining red paint coat (although it seemed dull in the ferocity of the storm) caught the deadly sparks square on. The paint seemed to scream as it was burnt off which perhaps foreshadowed the disaster that was about to occur. The bus driver a middle aged man wore a large leather jacket and dark blue jeans, he had a ruffled moustache and wore glasses that were slightly to big. His face was a mask of concentration as he tried to manoeuvre the bus through the horrific amount of rain. Concentration morphed to surprise, as sparks illuminated the bonnet. The bus swerved into a nearby post office destroying a lamp post as it went. The fuel tank ruptured and an explosion worthy of the gods lit the sky.
    Chaos raged on. The river that ran through the city centre was usually a small delight for anyone who cared to sit on a bench and snack on a sandwich. It was fascinating to listen to the rivers delightful sounds and to some it was like listening to the song of an angel. But delight turned to destruction as levees that protected the strained river banks struggled to hold under an assault from the rain. The river burst unleashing its fury upon the cowering city. The elements ruled, Lightning flashed which served only as a way to illuminate the horrified looks upon the scared citizens. The tidal flood surged destructively through the city managing to topple gargantuan statues and small plants alike.
    A raven perched upon the tallest building which stood 40 stories high looked undoubtedly impressive, as it caught the glinting gleam of the lightning. Its beady eye surveyed the city below as if judging something. The raven took flight and was soon swallowed by the storm clouds. Street lights faltered… lamps flickered and darkness swallowed the city. Darkness suited the city better than light. It swallowed the screams and the horror, leaving way for only uncertainty. The only light now was the moon which glowed eerily over the flooded city like a mourner at a mausoleum. The rain never ceased, never ended and never faltered, It could alter reality, smash dreams and conquer cities. It was death.
    It was a bitterly cold winters morning. A crystal blue sky was illuminated by an icy cold sun. Frost had settled on top of buildings and streetlamps. Icicles hung like daggers poised to strike from the tips of taller buildings. There was a dreadful silence that plagued the cities streets, an all consuming silence. It was birds that broke the dreadful silence, their song was beautiful and mourning. The city died.

    • ANSWER:
      You have really good Imagery in this, but for the most part is Imagery, so if you were going for that it was great! I would watch your punctuation, you have alot of short sentences, which could be fixed, but they are not that bad, mostly I thought this was a very good piece, keep writing.

  17. QUESTION:
    Good website for random decor?
    i want room decor, anything odd and unusual but still beautiful you know? like asian things, or things for teens.. i like the chinese food lights.. and i like lava lamps.. what other things would work for me? any ideas? and websites?

    • ANSWER:
      as a matter of fact I do have an answer. try the website below. they have some unique things that i haven’t seen at any stores.

  18. QUESTION:
    I Need An Ending For My Ghost Story Please Help x ?!?
    Well HeresS Thee Start Fill Inn The Rest If You Can x Thank You x :-)) ;

    The story took place 100 years ago,before electricity,when they used candle light for lamps & horses for transport ,in the time of old…..So lets take you back to the old hotel in Glensville in the West Coast of Scotland….

    There had been many stories about the Logan’s Inn.They say its haunted,that the spirit of an old ship builder lurks in the shadows,watching your everymove,that follows everyone who stays there,some say that he leaves clues and things similiar to footsteps on where he’s been and some say he’s a ghost……..

    It was summertime and the Cassidy family were wanting to go for a small family trip to the west coast of Scotland.They found a newspaper with holiday hotels,inns and apartments when hey stumbled upon The Logan’s Inn,they thought it looked beautiful and it sounded like the perfect place.Before they knew it,they were gone,on their way to the Inn they thought was the perfect place but it was about to be the holiday thrill of their lives….(carry on from here it has to be about four jotter pages long )

    • ANSWER:
      An idea for an ending would be that:

      the story would build up, strange things happening, doors seeming locked but the next minute are open, strange creaking noises, maybe a few creepy characters ( maybe a old man who’s the ground keeper maybe) then develop the start, maybe your main character could find a diary of a girl who stayed there and saw the ghost and then she would go on a mission to find out about the ghostly man.

      the end could be her finding out his story or maybe finding out why he haunts the place.

      there s a few ideas

      hope this helps

      Siobhan

  19. QUESTION:
    Rate my writing, please?
    I have a bit of writing that I would love to be read and (nicely) criticized by the community of Yahoo! It’s just a passage, not story, nor poem. Also, it still has some additions to add onto the end. Oh, and please do not steal my thoughts, make your own. Thank you. (:

    I want to run away, badly. The thought consumes any others that dare venture into my thinking. A life on the run is my dream. It’s a beautiful scene set, no, engraved in my mind and it’s wrestling its way out every crevice of my brain and into my actions. My night has been replaced with a routine so enticing; I cannot exempt myself from it. Every night, I walk out of my front door and parade down the streets, finally feeling free. But as soon as my steps cross the threshold back into my domain, I feel constricted.

    Every fiber of my being is charged magnetically, pulling me towards open streets, dark fields, and dastardly looking streetlights. The only things that keep me going are these simple strolls in the midnight moonlight. I am fake by day, true by the light of lamps and shady neon signs. Freedom is my true self, not achieved by living under the laws and morals of others. Freedom is on the run, presenting itself to me as such a tease; I cannot help but take the bait. I have dreams, plans, ideas, thoughts, intentions; all of which pertain to my liberation.

    Simple little threads keep me bound to this house. Bound to a hell created by me, created by my utmost longing for a life. A life that is fabricated for my need of freedom.
    EDIT:
    cath – It’s supposed to be hopeful kinda.
    Haha, I guess that last addition really matters.
    EDIT:
    Athena – It’s informal, haha. And, the shady neon signs is reference to shady meaning not so reliable. I somehow could not find a way to be clear on that. But, thanks for everything.
    EDIT:
    No Sh*t Sherlock – Haha, you understood my POV perfectly. And Inception was amazing.

    • ANSWER:
      Holy crap, Athena, get a life. She’s talking about freedom, and here you are instructing rules. Starting a sentence with “But” is a sad way to contract revenge. Microsoft Word is correct, but has no spirit.

      It’s actualyl REALLY funny a few people were all “too pretentious!” because ususally I go on about that too, but I really didn’t find this to be so. I liked it. I liked it alot. It reminded me of me. Kind of like the movie Inception, where I think it’s awesomely sick, and everyone else is like “too much thought!!! Boo!”.
      Right… verdict? me like. I didn’t find it to drag on at all…. maybe I have a bad habit of doing the same thing so I can’t recognise it, but I liked it. 😀
      I’m too afraid to go on the run. Sigh. And I owe too many people my existence.

      and p.s. It just occurred to me I don’t know if your “she” or “he” so sorry if i mistook your gender in my defenses against Athena!

  20. QUESTION:
    What do you guys think of these Indian names?
    1.Aashi – Gods Gift
    2.Akshi – Existence
    3.Anya – Grace
    4.Avneet – Earth
    5.Avni/Avani – Earth
    6.Ayushi – Duration of Life
    7.Diya – Light, Lamp
    8.Jiya – Heart
    9.Keya – Flower
    10.Krisha – Divine
    11.Kriya – Religious or Purified Action
    12.Mahi – Earth Goddess
    13.Maya – Illusion
    14.Misha – God Like
    15.Mishty – Sweet Person
    16.Nirali – Incomparable
    17.Prisha – Beloved, Loving, God’s gift
    18.Tanvi – Beautiful. Goddess Durga.
    19.Trisha – Wish. Desire
    20.Anushka – Ray of light, Lightning

    Which one do you like the best? If you can could you rate or rank them please?
    Any other Indian baby name suggestions? For girls? 🙂
    Its not really the meaning I’m worried about but rather the name. Any opinions on the name would be appreciated!

    Hindu Indian names would be good too. Don’t mind Punjabi names either 🙂

    Thank you 🙂

    • ANSWER:
      Keya Lily


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