| My own writings on deviantArt are often experiments gone wrong. |


Globe PrincessUpon her purple chair, Felicity watched. She was a fairy princess with pink dress holding onto her wand tightly. Despite smiling, inside she had a desperate need for reach out to those who walked past. Instead, theyd approach her, turn her upside and shake. When the glitter drifted down past her face, so did tears.Globe Princess


Threadbare DollPlaying with threadbare doll, Hestia waits along a dusty path of rubble and dim lights. The child hums, sweetly, her own rhythmic fantasy adhered; absent from the night of gunfire and blood.Threadbare Doll
High above on waning clouds the Goddess is weeping; she reaches for the girl-- the hearth of home is extinguished. And the threadbare doll has pleasure as she dances between little grey pebbles and the hands of the child.
Playing with threadbare doll, Hestia waits The child will soon see her. The barefoot child with dirty d


Catkuwrimo 20091.Catkuwrimo 2009
witnessed by stars cheshire cat smiles
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snow discovery! kitten dislikes cold taste
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lolling by fire paws tickle warm air
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mew from kitchen-- empty bowl, again
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a cat does not
appreciate delicate rose petals
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window protection the cat watches curious world
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Little black cat, lily pollen: orange stripe
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wicked claws strike
| My own writings on deviantArt are often experiments gone wrong. |


Memoirs of John KeatsThe Memoirs of John Stiffpocket KeatsMemoirs of John Keats
11th July
Yo diary,
The name is Keats. You call me by no other name. Tis the name of my dad, my dads dad and all the other dads down the line, yknow? Tis that one name that I go by. You call me Keats or I sock you. Right there. In the kisser. Hah.
Kay. Now lets get down to business. I hang around at the White Daisy pub with my mates. We call ourselves the Big Six. Were the maddest badasses in downtown London. You gotta meet Percy man. Percy Shelley. Hes the man! Hes a bit of an ideal


TildaWhen I was six, my dad started going out with a woman called Laura. As soon as he told me about her, I decided that I wasnt going to like her, but somehow Dad knew I had decided that and told me to give her a chance.Tilda
I still miss your mum, he said, and I still love her very much, just like you do. But I love Laura as well, and it isnt her fault your mum died, so you mustnt take it out on her. She doesnt want to be your mother - she only wants to be your friend. And I think you should let her try.
It was very difficult for me t


anorexia nervosa. _part one a. There is something you should know about me, before we begin:anorexia nervosa. _part one
I have anorexia nervosa.
b. The denial was thick.
Anorexics, I believed, were skinny girls with even skinnier bones, combing their falling-out hair against mirrors where they appear as a sliver of a profiled coin, dying as the air beats them and hating their folded-paper bodies. Anorexics, I thought, had to be girls who achieve your standard perfect grades and are incredibly athletically-gifted, all the while going on zero calories for days at a time.
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Not reallyStellenbosch, South Africa on a spring day in the late afternoon. Only a few tourists and some students can be seen on the streets. The two characters have just come out of a grocery store where they met by chance. The girl is a young woman, fashionably dressed and beautiful. The young man appears serious. He's obviously not of a poor origin, as seen by an expensive watch and other subtle accessories. His clothes don't particularly point in either way, they are not particularly flashy, nor in any bad shape.Not really
NADIA: You dont want them to see us together!
ADAM: Why not?
NADIA: Im colored &


The Gender Bender MonologueI love my husband. Its been fifteen years now. Fifteen years and not one bad word between us.The Gender Bender Monologue
We met at work, where he was a driver for the courier company I kept the books for.
Wed been on nodding terms, passing ships for a while, and I think he said See you later, or some such thing and I came right back with Where? before I even realized it.
His rugged looks aroused my interest, but after the first date, a wine bar, it was his attentiveness that had me smitten. The way he would brush a loose strand of hair from my face, or hold the door open for me in that old fashi
| Scriptwriting rocks and these people show it does! |
Since 2005 `Beccalicious has graced the writing community with her infectious positivity. From her own work to her critiques and advice to her peers, she brings an attitude many of us could learn a thing or two from.
She also is committed to helping keep her little section of the world clean and organized, going out of her way to let us know when there are things in the wrong place, making the writing categories just that much better for everyone.
On top of all that she provides a lot of insightful journals full of advice and resources for aspiring writers from all walks.
Drop by her page and say hi to Becca, and wish her congrats on deviousness for June of 2008!| I circulate the literature community mostly, and love reading and writing and seeing what other's on here have to offer. I also appreciate artwork simply because I could never do half of the amazing work I find on here. As a writer, my main focus is on Scriptwriting and Writing for Performance, most of what I produce doesn’t appear on dA though. I also enjoy writing prose, and dabble in poetry although I struggle with poetry. What I like to use dA to explore new things in writing, have a go at forms, genres and style that perhaps I am not too familiar with. It is about having a bit of fun and learning at the same time because the skills you obtain from trying new things may not have worked in test, but continue throughout other elements of your writing. I have tried dabbling at other art forms, but I can barely draw a tree so the efforts have not been too grand! If you ever want to chat, come find me in :#getlit: or send me a note! I am always willing to help answer any questions you may have. |
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19:02:14 <lady-shirakawa> What is the capital of oman
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