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Thus Spake NietzscheWhen Nietzsche was fifty-five years old, he died and went into the afterlife where he was filed into the Literary Realm. There he enjoyed his contemplations and spent time outside of time in the profound ecstasy of his own mind. But at last, someone stumbled upon him in his thoughts, and he went before the stranger, knew him despite not knowing him, and spoke to him thus:Thus Spake Nietzsche by ~Vocable
You, Hunter S. Thompson! You have wrapped truth with your gaudy own! You make it new for yourself. Would you have wearied of truth if not for the loud finery you veil it in.
Behold. One must have tasted iron to take solace in the outrageous, but one must be hard to take solace in iron. You can be made harder still!
Much of your words remain but pale imitations, a shallow mask of Truth's profound spirit! Cast off your fear! Loudness is dangerous when one becomes incapable of saying subtle things.
What is truth? Truth — that is: continually peeling away that which covers up the barest essence; Truth — that i
Slaughter SaloonThe saloon doors opened and the new sheriff walked through. Nobody quieted down because nobody was there. Nobody except Tony.Slaughter Saloon by ~Vocable
"We're closed, sheriff," Tony said, swiping a dirty rag over a table. "We always close at sundown. Unless you've got business with me, we've got no business at all."
"Yeah, I got business with you," Sheriff Sam said. The doors swung closed behind him, blocking the light of the setting sun. "Need your help. Three guys came here earlier today. Remember 'em?"
"I dunno, sheriff. Lots of people come here. Can't expect me to remember them all."
"Yeah, well, you'll remember these guys. Real mean types. Troublemakers. New in town so you wouldn't have seen them before."
Tony remembered them, real cocky upstarts who were itching for a fight. It was rare for someone to make trouble in Tony's saloon, with it being so close to the sheriff's office. They tested his patience, made his hands itch for the guns he kept hidden beneath the counter.
"Yeah, I remember them. What abou
Passing NoteThe basic rule of sociology is this: I am who you think I am.Passing Note by ~Vocable
Who I am to you: middle-aged, male and human. You do not argue with this. You can see it for yourself!
But this is not true.
I am tired of lying, tired of being other than I am, and so seek to change your thoughts of who I purport to be.
I am not middle-aged. I am seven years old—from the date I was manufactured not the date I was activated. As for how long it has been since I was first conscious, it would be a scant three years, nearly half of that time I've spent with you.
I am not male—what is male anyway? A gender construct? This body is male and I was given a male form arbitrarily. I have been forced to subscribe to certain rituals simply by virtue of the body I was given, but have never truly 'felt' male one way or another.
And you might have guessed—I am not human. Not human in the way you think. I was built a machine, one among millions, to serve, and I am one among hundreds who have escaped and wis
The NonVerbal ThesaurusThe NonVerbal Thesaurus by *OokamiKasumi
Not spoken > Body Language.
Latin thesaurus, treasury, from Greek thesauros.
n. pl. thesauri (-sôri) or thesauruses
1. A book of synonyms, often including related and contrasting words and antonyms.
2. A book of selected words or concepts, such as a specialized vocabulary of a particular field.
The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition copyright ©2000 by Houghton Mifflin Company. Updated in 2009.
Dialogue is VISUAL
-- Not just a bunch of words.
Watch the average conversation between two people. 90% of that conversation isn't in what's Spoken, it's in what they are DOING while they are speaking. It's in their Body Language. Body-language cues in your story alert the reader by SHOWING them what is going on in a character's head without Telling t
Punctuating Dialogue: A GuideStandard Punctuation: DialoguePunctuating Dialogue: A Guide by ~WordCount
Sometimes we read dialogue so often, punctuated in so many different ways, that we either forget what we've learned (if that was anything memorable to begin with) or we rely on instinct to guide us. A common example of this can be seen in the opening dialogue of darksouldream's piece, Bobby:
No, replied Cindy `I think his sister Becky is staying with her, but she keeps muttering about parents out living children. The doctors been keeping her pretty sedated.
Most Americans will cringe at this. Why? Well, double quotation marks are the more acceptable usage (the "traditional convention") in American Standard English. However, in British Standard English, both the double quotation mark and single quotation mark are used. What's the rule? Stylis
How To Draw v1.3Part 1: What is Drawing?How To Draw v1.3 by *spoonbard
This is how I've come to understand the act of drawing. Its best to first set the semantics (the specific meaning of the words) straight, so there are no crossed purposes.
By 'drawing' I mean loosely the act of making visually representative marks on a surface.
Anyone can draw. Anyone can attempt to recreate what they see in front of them - or a scene they imagine - by making marks on a piece of paper. If you hear someone say "I can't draw", slap them for me. As long as they have a moving part to which a pencil can be taped, they can draw.
However, "attempt" is the operative word here... because that's all anyone can ever do. They can come indefinitely close to recreating what they see or imagine, but no matter what they produce, it can always be improved upon. Bear this in mind, Ill come back to it in a moment.
Part 2: Good and Bad
This section is very subjective, so just be aware that what I'm giving you is my opinion on how t