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Writing this journal, I feel I prematurely posted it. The goal was to get others talking about the writing process and how they approach it, but the emphasis became my work, which is a no-no! So with that in mind, here are some questions to take into consideration (and a silly one, because why not).
Sketch: 20
Sketch: $1 or 80
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! Thank you very much!
Won't be passing on heavy black, but may pass on gradient thinning of stripes.
Gold with cream, no bright yellow. Heterozygous dorsal strip. Carries dune expression; light an
We have returned. As per usual, we have more ideas than time, so our super top secret plans are still under wraps at the moment while we weigh out ambition and ability, as well as start planning out the annual Transgressions contest (can't believe it's that time again; where does it all go?). We do, however, have another month of prompts and PIF features for you to enjoy.
Just a few quick notes:
- The group has an ongoing pool on ~angeljunkie's page, if you have a few spare points lying around. All donations will go to purchasing Super Group status and prizes for group events (if you have a preference, specify which when you donate).
- If you're interested in donating prizes, features or acting as a judge for Transgressions (May), drop the group a note with details of what you're able to donate/do.
- =TwilightPoetess and *SurrealCachinnation are taking literature commissions to raise points for the group, so get in touch with them if you're interested!
- Completely unrelated but in the spirit of shameless self-promotion, ~angeljunkie is currently working on a collaborative project titled Bound by Secrets and is very eager to get volunteers. You'll get a story written just for you out of it, so check out his journal for details.
PAY IT FORWARD
Option A
Leave a critique/helpful comment on one of these pieces (or one of the others in our Pay It Forward gallery), then note the group with a link to your comment.
Option B
Find a deviation that could use a little more attention and send a link to it to the group via note.
critiques should include group icon
each critique and PIF suggestion count as one entry into the PIF RAFFLE (more on that in a minute)
PIF suggestions should have no more than 10 unique commetns (threads/thank yous don't count)
suggestions can be any form of art - not just literature
Leave a critique/helpful comment on one of these pieces (or one of the others in our Pay It Forward gallery), then note the group with a link to your comment.
Option B
Find a deviation that could use a little more attention and send a link to it to the group via note.
critiques should include group icon each critique and PIF suggestion count as one entry into the PIF RAFFLE (more on that in a minute) PIF suggestions should have no more than 10 unique commetns (threads/thank yous don't count) suggestions can be any form of art - not just literature
My sinI bow at His Throne,
And praise how I love Him so.
I write poetry to infuse words so divine
To show Him that I mean each line.
I rage about sin in a holy confession…
Tick…tock…tick tock…
But my confession is this,
I'm the sinner needing Salvation.
I down talk the other sins,
But mine is the biggest.
For it consumes my very being.
Tick tock…tick tock…
'I love him.' I try to tell God,
Like that would make Him understand.
That He can bypass me and my shame.
I'm fooling only the naïve part of me.
So I roll up this newspaper, pretend…
Pretend like the headlines don't matter.
But its screami
Open Minded Brain SurgeryA flicker of the lights
Caused a prickle in my skin.
Fate firmly grounded,
Time to rid me of my sin.
The scalpel rusty and dull,
But an efficient tool of trade.
A moment of abhorrence
But a moment to quickly fade.
No anaesthetic,
No drugs to hold the rage.
I need to feel the piercing
Of the flesh: my mind's cage.
The groaning and the shrieking
Can't be held back any more.
Let the bad out, my broken one
While they reattach and restore.
Restrained and fading
From the only world I've known.
A life of twisted thinking,
But a life I've called my own.
Doctor, can you hear me?
The pain has almost gone.
Nurses, do you feel it?
The First DreamSome time ago, I had my first dream with you. I felt myself fall through time and space, opening my eyes to green, flowing fields stretching across the land. Renegade trees and flowers filled the nearby hills, with majestic mountains standing before me. The universe was layed out upon the heavens above, I was on no part of earth.
A soft stream of air blew my hair across my face; it was long, thick, I saw myself as I was truly born. I felt all of my power; my sword, Darious, lay sheathed next to me. The blade had been drawn from my soul, and forged in the fires of hell. It shone brightly, turning my attention to the sky.
From that moment,
FanaticMy vision blurs,
'Till the only thing I can see is you.
Black hair; I still remember you.
You smile gently, and walk away.
I chase you.
I chase the only thing I know.
But I can't find you,
Do you even exist?
A mirror, I guess that's what you are,
A mirror of myself,
Was I only chasing myself?
What the fuck is going on?
Tell me; girl, explain this to me.
I'm you're number one fan,
Even so, how come you don't remember me?
You laugh gently, and walk away.
I light the path in front of me,
But it only gets darker.
Still, I follow your voice,
But it gets distorted in the distance,
Static contact, pulling us apart,
Explain to m
All I ever neededThere's no shame in the loss
There's no humor in the sky
Frist,
You hold the key to the chains
Then,
I see them crumbling around me
Gone
That's where they are
See
that's what they wanted
There's no shame in the loss
There's no humor in the sky
Frist,
You see the sun crash around
Then
I see them tumbling down
Gone
that's where they disappear
See
that's all I ever needed
PROMPTS
open to members and non-members must adhere to group submission guidelines+ group icon and prompt included in description
+ a link to a recent critique you've done on something in the group gallery must be included
include prompt, group icon, and link to a recent critique in your description members submit to featured folder; non-members submit to group favorites Deadline is February 28Prose
Create a legend, myth or fairy tale about falling stars.
Poetry
Write a poem that fits the title "Translation".
