“I have this great concept,” she said with a straight face. “You let me come up with all the ideas and make all the decisions.” “What will I do?” “Whatever I tell you,” she said earnestly. “Oh. Of course,” I replied.
This website is an interesting concept. I don’t know how the developer came up with it but I think it’s the best way to get warmed up for writing. Just open up my mind and dump my ideas into the keyboard. I don’t even have to look. How many words can I type before I run out of time? I think PLENTY! This is the exercise. This is the concept. Just keep typing. Open my MIND. Free my words. Let them flow.
an idea or dream that you work through in your mind to try and make reality. it can be anything at all. if your dream it you can work for it, and try to make the dream your very own reality.
Not quite falling into the realm of marketing jargon, but tossed around in my office non-stop. Important – what’s the concept? What’s the strategy? What’s the frequency Kenneth? So powerful but only if well thought out, original. Otherwise, garbage.
At the moment I can currently not think of any concept whatsoever for my short narrative film. It’s due Friday. What the fuck am I going to do!? Procrastinate, by the looks of things. Maybe I’ll ‘stumble upon’ a solution?
A bundle of ideas, but not often an abundance of said things. It’s the raw start of something, something that might grow to be great. But it has to grow, therefore you must water and nourish it.
the concept of happiness and joy is still an illusion to the world. they forget that its not a concept its who they are. happiness and joy is our very nature. there is no logic behind it, no rocket science its simple, as simple as looking at a baby and smiling. there is surely no concept in smiling.
the idea that you can make any thing worthwhile without a concept is useless. and should not be entertain. One first have to have an idea of what you are about to have success at what you want to achieve.
He cried. He’d never cried before. Bracing his hands on the cold window, he wailed again and again. She was never real, never flesh and blood – she was a dream, an obscure concept.
There are no such things as “concepts”. All there is are interpretations of reality, always changing with the individual and the society. A concept is nothing more than the most recognized interpretation.
I’ll miss you, all the way up in the heavens. And I will do nothing but wait, until you get here with me. Any eternity without you beside me is wasted.
It was a foreign concept to her, a strange idea; she could love, but not be loved back. Never before had she been confronted with such an anomaly on the social practises she was so far aware of. Imagine! A man, a breathing, red-blooded man, who did not love her.
That’s the concept. Do you smell what I’m stepping in? I’m trying to get you to see things my way so that we can complete this job. If we spend all day arguing about it, nothing will get done, so just listen to what I’m telling you.
“No, its not that its the whole concept of us being together, its the whole idea that you didn’t trust me. And quite frankly; How dare you.” I found that my quiet condescending voice was far more meaningful than shouting at Lucas, its what really got to him and i was so damned angry.
I like to think about concepts, but often none will come. When you try too hard your mind just empties and the clouds roll in to fog your thoughts. When you really find a good concept it is not by choice, merely a flicker of thoughts that comes into full bloom unwarranted.
A concept is something that’s hard to come by, honestly, but easy to avoid and destroy. Conceptually is an over-used word in the creative arts and I’ve never understood why high concept means dumb and dumber in Hollywood. I need more time for my concept to be fully fless
“I have this concept of building a tower a million miles high. It will be visible from all over the world, and we will become like gods,” said the man. But when they built it, only people on that side of the hemisphere could see it.
Concept. Conception. It bothers me that I can’t figure out why I have less of a problem with infanticide than I do with abortion. Morality is largely dictated by feeling. It bothers me that that bothers me, and that I care to have my feelings grounded in fact. It bothers me that I’ve been programmed to do so many things. I read about psychological characteristics that most people are unaware they have, and I found that most were true for me. Predictably irrational, or something.
The concept of love is absolutely and utterly baffling. Nothing about it makes sense. But I think that’s the point. it’s not supposed to make sense. It’s supposed to be crazy and confusing and painful and euphoric all at the same time. Nothing about love makes sense, and that’s what makes it a beautiful concept. It’s random.
A concept. an idea. A theory. something to think about and broaden on with your mind. something that we may not understand at first, but with some explaining me may come to. something that may or not be true, and could use a lot of pondering to fully capture or understand.
The concept of the day was to free yourself, lift your self esteem to a new level and more importantly get rid of old superfluous baggage. Leaving the effluent behind so you can focus on the pure concept of building, building your dreams, freeing yourself from the nightmares that have haunted you for so long
The concept was that she could never make it. She was tired of learning about things in school that she would never understand, especially because she was an art student. She hated going to morning classes and having overstuffed professors tell her what she did and didn’t know. She wanted to deal with her own life. But she couldn’t get the concept.
beginnings – the blank page, the calm before the storm. The dream often so much more than can ever be realized. Hope. Wishes, wishful thinking. So many beginnings…too few endings.
As soon as it’s hard to get a grasp on the true idea behind a story, you realise that it just hasn’t been written well. There are many reasons why something may be a terrible story, but if you can’t even grasp the concept covering the whole thing, geez – that’s tough.
it is this concept of beauty that leaves me so ashamed. my eyes carry with them the dark circles of insomnia, my legs forever wrapped in the black bruises and scars whose origin i haven’t a clue. my swollen cheeks hide the outline of feminine bones, leaving me to appear a mess, even at my well-rested best.
I surrender to the force of this mighty concept that dominates me day in and out. I am left with nothing but to think…and think. The Concept; without any sympathy, shoots me with ideas every single hour.
I surrender
this is a type of things that designers use, a concept is a malformed idea, a bullshit way of saying I don’t have a fully fledged manifestation of thought to hand you, but I’ll try anyway
the professiona equivalent of doing your homework on the bus the morning it’s due
“I have this great concept,” she said with a straight face. “You let me come up with all the ideas and make all the decisions.” “What will I do?” “Whatever I tell you,” she said earnestly. “Oh. Of course,” I replied.
This website is an interesting concept. I don’t know how the developer came up with it but I think it’s the best way to get warmed up for writing. Just open up my mind and dump my ideas into the keyboard. I don’t even have to look. How many words can I type before I run out of time? I think PLENTY! This is the exercise. This is the concept. Just keep typing. Open my MIND. Free my words. Let them flow.
an idea or dream that you work through in your mind to try and make reality. it can be anything at all. if your dream it you can work for it, and try to make the dream your very own reality.
“It’s not a hard concept to understand!” He railed, “Read the instructions and do it again!”
— My “Magik & Physical Sciences” teacher in tenth grade.
By: Maka Kiirsi
Not quite falling into the realm of marketing jargon, but tossed around in my office non-stop. Important – what’s the concept? What’s the strategy? What’s the frequency Kenneth? So powerful but only if well thought out, original. Otherwise, garbage.
At the moment I can currently not think of any concept whatsoever for my short narrative film. It’s due Friday. What the fuck am I going to do!? Procrastinate, by the looks of things. Maybe I’ll ‘stumble upon’ a solution?
A bundle of ideas, but not often an abundance of said things. It’s the raw start of something, something that might grow to be great. But it has to grow, therefore you must water and nourish it.
the concept of happiness and joy is still an illusion to the world. they forget that its not a concept its who they are. happiness and joy is our very nature. there is no logic behind it, no rocket science its simple, as simple as looking at a baby and smiling. there is surely no concept in smiling.
the idea that you can make any thing worthwhile without a concept is useless. and should not be entertain. One first have to have an idea of what you are about to have success at what you want to achieve.
Concept is the thing before you think.
Concept is the thought behind your think.
A topic. Something that what you know. And i t differs from person to person.
He cried. He’d never cried before. Bracing his hands on the cold window, he wailed again and again. She was never real, never flesh and blood – she was a dream, an obscure concept.
There are no such things as “concepts”. All there is are interpretations of reality, always changing with the individual and the society. A concept is nothing more than the most recognized interpretation.
the concept. “Do you get the concept?” that’s one of my favorite questions. i really like understanding things completely. Getting the whole concept.
The concept was we would all chip in and buy a van. Road-trip baby. Life was great, little to no responsibilities. Just travel and enjoy the ride.
I’ll miss you, all the way up in the heavens. And I will do nothing but wait, until you get here with me. Any eternity without you beside me is wasted.
It was a foreign concept to her, a strange idea; she could love, but not be loved back. Never before had she been confronted with such an anomaly on the social practises she was so far aware of. Imagine! A man, a breathing, red-blooded man, who did not love her.
That’s the concept. Do you smell what I’m stepping in? I’m trying to get you to see things my way so that we can complete this job. If we spend all day arguing about it, nothing will get done, so just listen to what I’m telling you.
A Way. Doing Something. My Teacher Being Annoying. Water. Food. My Swollen Jaw, Pain :l
“No, its not that its the whole concept of us being together, its the whole idea that you didn’t trust me. And quite frankly; How dare you.” I found that my quiet condescending voice was far more meaningful than shouting at Lucas, its what really got to him and i was so damned angry.
I like to think about concepts, but often none will come. When you try too hard your mind just empties and the clouds roll in to fog your thoughts. When you really find a good concept it is not by choice, merely a flicker of thoughts that comes into full bloom unwarranted.
a concept is one main thing that all of you’re work was inspired in.
it means target your achivement
A concept is something that’s hard to come by, honestly, but easy to avoid and destroy. Conceptually is an over-used word in the creative arts and I’ve never understood why high concept means dumb and dumber in Hollywood. I need more time for my concept to be fully fless
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“What a concept.
What a friggin concept.
How did you ever conceive of this concept?
Conceptualize this.
I could conceive of that.
Concept. Concept. Concept.
After a while it gets to sounding funny, doesn’t it?” he asked.
I looked at him, confused.
“What a concept.
What a friggin concept.
How did you ever conceive of this concept?
Conceptualize this.
I could conceive of that.
Concept. Concept. Concept.
After a while it gets to sounding funny, doesn’t it?” he asked.
I looked at him, confused.
errr…why everytime I click go it’s always come out as concept? Is this right? what con
“I have this concept of building a tower a million miles high. It will be visible from all over the world, and we will become like gods,” said the man. But when they built it, only people on that side of the hemisphere could see it.
Concept. Conception. It bothers me that I can’t figure out why I have less of a problem with infanticide than I do with abortion. Morality is largely dictated by feeling. It bothers me that that bothers me, and that I care to have my feelings grounded in fact. It bothers me that I’ve been programmed to do so many things. I read about psychological characteristics that most people are unaware they have, and I found that most were true for me. Predictably irrational, or something.
The concept of love is absolutely and utterly baffling. Nothing about it makes sense. But I think that’s the point. it’s not supposed to make sense. It’s supposed to be crazy and confusing and painful and euphoric all at the same time. Nothing about love makes sense, and that’s what makes it a beautiful concept. It’s random.
A concept. an idea. A theory. something to think about and broaden on with your mind. something that we may not understand at first, but with some explaining me may come to. something that may or not be true, and could use a lot of pondering to fully capture or understand.
The concept of the day was to free yourself, lift your self esteem to a new level and more importantly get rid of old superfluous baggage. Leaving the effluent behind so you can focus on the pure concept of building, building your dreams, freeing yourself from the nightmares that have haunted you for so long
The concept was that she could never make it. She was tired of learning about things in school that she would never understand, especially because she was an art student. She hated going to morning classes and having overstuffed professors tell her what she did and didn’t know. She wanted to deal with her own life. But she couldn’t get the concept.
beginnings – the blank page, the calm before the storm. The dream often so much more than can ever be realized. Hope. Wishes, wishful thinking. So many beginnings…too few endings.
As soon as it’s hard to get a grasp on the true idea behind a story, you realise that it just hasn’t been written well. There are many reasons why something may be a terrible story, but if you can’t even grasp the concept covering the whole thing, geez – that’s tough.
it is this concept of beauty that leaves me so ashamed. my eyes carry with them the dark circles of insomnia, my legs forever wrapped in the black bruises and scars whose origin i haven’t a clue. my swollen cheeks hide the outline of feminine bones, leaving me to appear a mess, even at my well-rested best.
I surrender to the force of this mighty concept that dominates me day in and out. I am left with nothing but to think…and think. The Concept; without any sympathy, shoots me with ideas every single hour.
I surrender
this is a type of things that designers use, a concept is a malformed idea, a bullshit way of saying I don’t have a fully fledged manifestation of thought to hand you, but I’ll try anyway
the professiona equivalent of doing your homework on the bus the morning it’s due