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FFM 17 - Keep WritingA writer walks into a bar. He gets drunk. A poet walks into a bar. She also gets drunk. The poet and the writer are in the same bar, both drunk, and the writer says to the poet, "I hate writing." And the poet says to the writer, "I hate writing too." And they both get even more drunk to escape this fact, which may be a hint as to the stereotype of alcoholic writers.FFM 17 - Keep Writing by Vocable
Later in the night, the poet asks the writer, "Why do we even write?" The writer, unable to answer her, says, "I don't know." The poet asks the writer, "What is it about writing that we keep doing it?" The writer, still unable to answer, says, " I don't know." The poet asks the writer, "Why does it feel as if we are possessed to write by a force we can't explain, that even through our self-loathing we feel a drive to create?" The writer stays silent for a moment then says, "I don't know," and then he continues, "because it is different for each person. I write because I have to, because I feel I must. No matter what this fo
FFM 16 - La Pluie Noire (The Black Rain)Justice is blind and love is blindfolded. Oil fell from the sky in large oozing glops, sliding down my thin glabrous covering, mixing with the dark ichor of my wounds. Harrison drifted before me, smiling from across the spiked parapet, blue gossamer wings stained a murky pitch.FFM 16 - La Pluie Noire (The Black Rain) by Vocable
Why? I asked, my vocalisation distorted in the scratch of dark rain.
We deserved to know the truth, Harrison said, twisting spires of their eyes arching in regret. The world does.
Not at this cost, I say, words struggling out my beak. My gills toiled with the dense sable blocking them. My vision blurred and black pooled beneath my spiralling limbs, my extrusions leaving patterns of ink with their cavities.
Harrison shook their cephalon. I'm sorry. they said, watching me die. Goodbye, Laura. Shadow dripped from the membrane of their wings, the splash of them on carapace lost in the crackling.
Harrison thought they were doing a good thing, that this was necessary. I would have agreed wi
FFM 15 - By FaithAleksandr offers Ewan a vial of pale violet liquid. The teenager takes it, dubious, holding it to his eye.FFM 15 - By Faith by Vocable
"So you're basically giving me a placebo," Ewan says.
"It is not placebo if you believe," Aleksandr replies, calmly standing nearby to make sure Ewan takes the potion, on Marc's orders. "All you need to do is believe it will work and it will."
"Placebo," Ewan repeats, but uncorks the vial anyway and downs its contents with a gulp. He grimaces. "You think believing in something makes it true?"
"Of course." Aleksandr does not know why Ewan does not understand this. As a child of Miorbhail, the miracle-maker, he must have learned that belief is the foundation of his magic. "True enough."
Ewan shakes his head, muttering to himself. "Unbelievable," Aleksandr hears, which is the problem, as he needs to believe. It does not matter. Aleksandr has faith he will learn.
Aleksandr is a demon of smoke, and so he smokes constantly, a cigarette holder rolling sensually between fingertips. It is
FFM 14 - Red TapeIn the Establishment, Maria scoffed at the shouting protesters outside. It was true that they finally submitted all the proper forms and so was legally allowed to congregate outside, but it was still an unappealing sight. The very thing they campaigned for was anathema to her. What would the world do without the forms to tell them? How would we know when someone did something, where someone went without proof? How would the drones know to keep the water units outside to be fully stocked so that the protesters wouldn't dehydrate? A world without paperwork would be a logistic disaster, events happening without being recorded, actions done and no one would know who did them or why. They make a desert and call it peace. Even now she could see the protesters loosely organized outside, their shouts non-uniform.FFM 14 - Red Tape by Vocable
A small buzz sounded in Maria's ear and she faced forward, smiling formally as the leader of the protesters approached. "Welcome to the Administration department. How may I help you t
Recorded ConversationsRecorded 10/09:Recorded Conversations by GeneratingHype
In this we agree, Tiarnan--Father Burke: As a culture, we've lost our reticence. What a beautiful thing--holding back the whole of it. That is not to say that truth should remain unsaid but more to observe that we've all been in such a hurry to reveal ourselves that we don't permit truth to sink into our souls. We act on impulse--on feeling--without taking the time to anchor sentiment.
I do not believe people lie when they profess their love or disgust, but these are such delicate feelings. They deserve proper care and tending. Waiting for that first kiss--that first sign or first sight of someone after sex--well, fine. [Laughs.] I won't talk to a priest about sex.
It is not a missed opportunity to remain silent if what you have to say doesn't need to be said. When did we stop trusting other people to understand the power in a touch--a glance. [Laughs] I see your look, now. You think I'm getting romantic in my old age. Maybe I am.
But how beautiful, to be in an o
The Village Bicycle ProjectThe Village Bicycle Project by zebrazebrazebra
The Village Bicycle Project
Pet projects. Groups, prompts, contests, news serials. We all have them, whether it be one, or two, or ten if we've got a premium membership and a largesse of time. We start them for various reasons: to make a change for the better, to provide an opportunity that wasn't there before, or simply to make our mark on this wide and diverse community. Of course, it wasn't always like this. When I was first kicking around deviantART, News was still in beta (heck, beta-testing was still in beta) and Groups were nothing more than a glint in the ninja milkman's eye. What few projects there were were run out of the forums, individual journals or dedicated accounts, while the vast majority of contests came directly from the Gallery Directors. But now, thanks to these new features, anyone can be a community volunteer. You might not get the hat or the tacit permission to fling poop or rend innocents with your dinosaur teeth, but you are a community volu
List of Useful Writing BlogsDon't forget to fave the news article for this list here!List of Useful Writing Blogs by julietcaesar
08.02.2012 Oh look, shiny massive update of new writing blogs! Now including poetry and some other interesting bits and bobs, so scroll down and enjoy. I would have added more, but I would never have gotten any sleep at the rate I was going. Ahem. So I've been feeling the itch to post news articles on these writing blogs again, but I'm not sure whether there's enough interest for me to start doing them again. For anyone who's new to this list and what I used to do in the past, here's an example right here: http://julietcaesar.deviantart.com/journal/Useful-Writing-Blogs-1-The-Creative-Penn-214242246 When I used to do them, I actually caught the attention of some of these bloggers on Twitter who thanked me personally for featuring them on deviantART, which was equally surprising and humbling for me. But it's you guys I'm more concerned about. Would you be interested if