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The Walk by julietcaesar, literature

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The Walk

Bitter coffee at dawn is an aftertaste of spilled wine and tears at midnight. Flames leap like cheerleaders But I have little to cheer about as I leave the house blanketed in a mist of thought. I crumble his chocolate from Ghirardelli, litter the road with a shared moment now dead in the grass. I pound music in eardrums, intermingling melodies rewiring the heartbeat and my voice is a chorus in a Shakespearean play narrating heartbreak through the analogy of pop. Stained glass catches my eye - what was once clear fogged up by pastel paint glinting in grey. I watch them like it's aurora borealis while the wind races the leaves to my

Blue Neighbourhood by julietcaesar, literature

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Blue Neighbourhood

When I close my eyes I still see your ghost cause you know that I can't trust myself with my 3AM shadow. Mortal bodies, timeless souls kissing up on fences - that liquid guilt is on my lips. Life it's hard, I know - I see quiet nights poured over ice and Tanqueray where dreams go to die. But you left me no choice I'm down to my skin and bone. We're like two halves of one heart not ready to be found and it's driving me wild. I was just trying to be like you, a phoenix in the fire; how do I get to heaven?

Drowning in inspiration by julietcaesar, literature

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Drowning in inspiration

My notebook is waterlogged with ink rising like coal seam gas to contaminate the blank page and weave letters into language. I sift my gold pan in this inspiration stream for flecks of alluvial magic that leap from my synapses and seed themselves into fists, tears, skinned elbows - those concrete buoys that personify yet disappoint. May the sun evaporate their sins so I’m left with muddy meaning.

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The art of subbing by julietcaesar, literature

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The art of subbing

To punctuate properly is to pause speech with a stray bullet signalling stoppage and that means amputation. Forget the free-flow of your runaway sentence; choke off all circulation of such gangrenous language. Let the red ink bleed across paper so thick with typed scrawl not even a tourniquet can stem confusion emanating from prose so convoluted. Watch as word-flesh is stripped and a blinking cursor applies a skin graft over the amateur stitching of your story. Words are wheeled out sterile but alive.

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Blue Neighbourhood by julietcaesar, literature

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Blue Neighbourhood

Drowning in inspiration by julietcaesar, literature

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Drowning in inspiration

Aspirin by julietcaesar, literature

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lungs full of sky by julietcaesar, literature

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lungs full of sky

I know his spirit drips like morphine. Wires in his nose snake out joined to machine just like how he almost died on his sweet sixteen. Come on. Cheating death twice, with breaths so tight, the lungs screaming for Christ - though he's godless, he's just rolled the dice and the fates are unforgiving: diagnosis cystic fibrosis. His eyes are masked, his last words fogged on glass, as I'm kissing dirt, crying: Let's breathe like we're dying.

Heidelberg, 2011 by julietcaesar, literature

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Heidelberg, 2011

Heidelberg, in rosewater sun your castle stones shimmer sunburn, the pink kind that wrinkles with time and turns to sepia. I see autumn's shadow collide past and present, when summer leaves brown in fainter sunshine, curl and whisk away to dust the crimson rooftops, the pebbled paths that once inspired scholarly thoughts. Under my feet they promise of snow sleeting from the peaks of gingerbread mountains, white and sugary, clumped and rolled by human hands. I stumble, and the earth crumbles riverside down, the sunrise breathes orange into dim sky and soft, I feel like a child discovering how to walk the first time, cleaving air and

Frankfurt am Main, 2011 by julietcaesar, literature

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Frankfurt am Main, 2011

i. When I came, you were squirreling rain into your cobblestone pockets, reborn as Sydney City misery - or so I thought. exiting the Hauptbahnhof, trams clanging by, the Occupy tents wilting into the grassroots of financial greed. The only stars present surrounded the Euro statue, glittering in defiance of the masses. Coin-sized they'll shine as Christmas lights in urban sprawl, while bitter autumn ruminates, drawing leaf-like creases on the river foreshore. ii. A splinter of sun in morning cloud curls around Starbucks, an American outpost in German streets. I pricked my finger on leaflets past their summer use-by date; the blood welled l

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you'll suffer unto me by rushingtide, literature

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you'll suffer unto me

I was a four-year-old fatherless pageant baby when Mother found the listing for Challenger. For weeks she complained about the California public school system. Said I wasn't fit for it, wasn't right for it. "We live in a shithole. Public school systems rely on money and the income in this area sucks. They're all hoodlums here. You'll get raped, mugged, killed, murdered and then what? All the I'm sorries in the world won't bring you back. I'm not letting that happen to you. You're getting a better foundation than I did at your age." Mother always wanted the best for me, didn't care about the cost. She scoured the Yellow Pages for private scho

Essay: Accidental Predator by Slayer-of-Blood, literature

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Essay: Accidental Predator

Accidental Predator "Real vampires don't sparkle," is the uniting battle-cry of the anti-Twilight series movement. Long-time fans of the vampire fantasy genre all tend to agree that vampires are blood-sucking, night-stalking, sun-fearing, semi-immortal fiends of incalculable strength and power. The drop-dead-sexy definition isn't a foreign idea either. Yet when these defining items come together in the Twilight series by Stephenie Meyer, vampire lovers all over the world have risen up in protest. The mere mention of the series seems an affront to the vampire subject in question. After over a century's worth of exposure to Dracula-stylized v

The Narrative OC MEME by MeAsTheNarrator, literature

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The Narrative OC MEME

I. Choose up to five (5) of your favorite original story characters that will embark in this role-play. If you don't have five (5) then leave them blank (or create a character on the spot!) Be sure to give a little description of them: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. II. One of your characters decides to make a grand entrance into a random tavern. How does that go? Pick either Character One or Character Four : III. Jealous, Character Three tries to make a grand entrance as well but somehow fails… why is that? IV. A character is surrounded by many enemies and decides that the only thing they can do is fight! How does that go? Pick eithe

this one's four you three two by choirsoftheheavens, literature

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this one's four you three two

her name, if i remember correctly, was laura, melissa and purple. picture this; a girl stays far away from the swing, too scared to touch the sky and follow in the footsteps of wax-winged men. her mammy said the branch would give in. her friend crowns the tree with whispered words, and tells the petrified bark never to give up on itself. they learn how to spell, fumbling fingers holding fat crayons in fists, racing each oh-tee-her, el-ih-ay-ar-ning to-get-her. it doesn't matter to them that they don't get full marks even though "l-e-a-r-anne" and "d-e-c-laura-t-i-o-n" are clearly wrong. they are four and nothing's stopping them from livin

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Poetry Self-Edit Checklist by Mahi-Fish, literature

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Poetry Self-Edit Checklist

Poetry Self-Edit Quick Start Guide and Checklist Introduction The idea behind this is to give newer poets a way to better edit their poetry themselves, without having to rely as much on an external editor. It can be frustrating, especially for new poets to request feedback from a friend, or worse, to post a poem, and have all of the responses be about grammatical errors and other details. We write poetry to convey ideas and emotions, and when something is off technically about the poem it distracts the reader. When a reader is distracted enough to notice an error or other problem it means they might spend th

Character Motivation by illuminara, literature

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Character Motivation

Everyone's heard that characters should have goals, something they want and must strive for, overcoming obstacles and antagonists in order to obtain. Because, well, a story is the record of your character's journey toward achieving a goal. While all of this is true, I think a lot of writers lose sight of an even more important aspect of character. That is, motivation. Sure, you know what your character wants. Why? That's the gist of motivation. What is the psychology and reasoning behind your character's goal? If your character is driven to make money, is his motivation greed? To pay off a debt? To support his family? Motivation is your c

Prosody Guide by leoraigarath, literature

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Prosody Guide

Here's a short and limited guide to prosody. Thought it might be helpful. Let's start with few terms: Rhythm - refers to the natural rise and fall of the voice when something is being spoken or read aloud. Meter - comes from the Greek word for "measure," is used to describe a regular rhythmic pattern that operates throughout a given poem. Cesura - is a strong break/pause in the middle of a line. Scansion - the act of determining the meter of a poem by marking the stressed and unstressed syllables in its lines. Accents - (Stressed syllables) are marked by a slant line above the syllable (/) Slack Syllables – (unstressed syllables) a

Effective Brevity by CrumpetsHarvey, literature

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Effective Brevity

Effective Brevity deviantArt is a minimalist experience. No one has time to use words unwisely. You may write lengthily, but not redundantly. This is good practice; a rule they don't teach you at school, but that all writers ought to learn before they break it. Brevity is the best way to show-not-tell. It is the best way to keep pace. It is the best way to create convincing characters and plot. 5 steps to keeping it brief: NOUNS Why use a genus when you could use a species? When describing Aunt Maria's dog, is it more effective to say "dog" or "dachshund". "Dachshund" not only tells me what the dog looks like, it tells me about Aunt Mari

Writing Style vs. Voice by illuminara, literature

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Writing Style vs. Voice

A Writer's Guide to Style vs. Voice Here on dA, there seems to be a lot of confusion and general mass hysteria when it comes to the subjects of writing style and voice. What are they? What's the difference? Can you write one without the other? How important are they, anyhow? Do you really need either of them? Wait, what are they again? Style is the form and structure with which you write. Voice is the attitude and perspective with which you write. In other words, voice is the emotion and feeling of a piece of literature, and style is the technical way of communicating that emotion. Clearly, there is a tangible difference between th

How to Start and Stay Writing by illuminara, literature

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How to Start and Stay Writing

I recently solicited my watchers to ask me writing questions that I would then attempt to answer in a writing guide such as this. This article is my first response, and there will be many more to come. I've been asked to give advice on ways a writer can begin to put words on a page. The bottom line is as simple as this: sit your butt down and write. Duh, right? It's the only way I know to actually write. Sure, sitting your butt in a chair is easy, but getting your fingers to move and stay moving is a challenge. Here are three things that have helped me. 1) Have a goal. Your goal can be as simple as "describe the person in this picture" o

Active and Passive Voice by onewordatatime, literature

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Active and Passive Voice

Active Voice Active voice occurs when the subject or agent in the sentence performs the action, often towards an object. For example, let's look at the following sentence written in active voice: Katie spilled the milk. In this sentence, Katie is the subject, and she performs the action (spilling) on the direct object (the milk.) The most obvious way to spot active voice is through the use of active verbs, which are simply verbs that express actions. In most cases, the sentence will take on the simple form of the tense it's in, whether past, present, or future. Passive Voice In passive voice, the object being acted upon is emphasized ov

On Detailing Characters by TheBrassGlass, literature

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On Detailing Characters

"Your need to tell me absolutely everything, as if every tiny detail were just so integral to the plot, was supremely annoying." You can always tell when an author has gone through many drafts, and when an author has gone through just a few. There are many details that work their way into writing that don't necessarily have to be there. Some of these unnecessary details may offer seasoning to the story---mood, tone, or serve to draw attention to something specific; just be careful, as too much seasoning can ruin the flavor of your soup. You don't want it too bland, but you don't want it too salty, either. This is what makes being a writer nic

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

June 30, 1993
Australia
Deviant for 16 years
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I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. The Book Thief, Markus Zusak

Ten is a long time to be here on deviantART. I basically grew up here surrounded by many wonderful people who have taught me important life lessons. And there's still so much to learn.

I'm a writer and will always be one. I believe in the power of language and the imagination to transform people's lives. Yet, after 3 and a half years, I've left my dream job in journalism to move into a small law firm. It's been a big scary move, but now I'm leaning towards media law or medical law.

I'm currently writing mostly poetry, although the majority of my literary work has been prose (flash fiction and short stories). I still write prose now and then but for now I'm taking a creative dive into poetry. I've also done my fair share of novels, but nothing worth publishing at this stage.

I've been published in a flash fiction collection. And outside of dA, I've been published in print, online, radio and TV on news, features and even opinion.

The most important thing for me is to strive for improvement and enjoy the inane madness that writing brings to my life.

Thanks for dropping by!

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Michael Leunig

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Borgen

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Markus Zusak, J.K Rowling, Eoin Colfer,

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Chess | Monopoly | Pokemon (all of them!) | Mario Kart (DS and Wii)

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Nintendo 3DS

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Brain, pen, paper, Zoom H4N recorder, voice recorder, Olympus earpiece slash microphone, Adobe Audition, MacBook Pro, Imagination

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JJJMadness

Jul 1, 2018

happy birthday!

I hope you have a blessed and happy day, darling girl. Always thinking of you.

Happy birthday!

Rachel, please watch me back. I adore your writing, and I'll most certainly be back to read and fav everything that you have written.
Kelly. Besides my photography, I have written words in my journals and there are some hidden Gems in there.
Kelly.

LadyLincoln

Jul 1, 2017

Happy birthday, honey.

I hope that if and when you return to DeviantART, you know how loved you are.

julietcaesar

Sep 17, 2017

Thanks Jenene - your comments always seem to lift my spirits. <3

I'm not entirely back yet but being on dA reminds me I need to get some writing (that isn't journalism!) up on the site asap.