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Would you ask a writer about what their writing means? First, hear (or read) what I have to say. If you ask a poet what their work is about, what sorts of questions do you think they hear all the time? 'Whats this mean? What's this about?' The artists get sick of it. Writing is a form of art. Art is meant to be not the same for everyone. Most artists want their work to be left to the viewers interpretation. Quoth one of my favourite writers:
"Does it mean this, does it mean that, that's all anybody wants to know. Fuck them darling. I say what any decent poet would say if you dared ask him to analyze his work: If you see it, dear, then it's there." - Freddie Mercury.
Artists need their privacy. They'd rather not get asked questions they've answered hundreds of times, or questions they don't wish to answer. There's sometimes a hidden meaning to a piece, but it's not always something they'd like to share. Maybe they fear of criticism, maybe they're embarrassed, maybe they won't tell you just to keep you guessing or for fun. Maybe the meaning is way too personal. Maybe the piece was right out of their imagination, or has no meaning. There could be other reasons too. But if an artist doesn't want to tell you the piece is about, don't pester them. Art is art, and it's meant to be enjoyed. Sometimes not knowing is part of the fun. It's mysterious, which the artist just might've wanted it to be. You can have any theory about a piece, and that's your interpretation.

Written in honour of Freddie Mercury and all other artists.
posted by 1999jacko
action or fantasy I am really not sure

Present Day
Leo,now 13, stood on top of the tall, sturdy tree looking for any sign of the kids who kill. Luckily he'd been there for 2 hours and seen or heard nothing and decided to make the swing back to the tree he lived in with Jason and Sarah, he ran down the branch and jumped onto the branch and pushed off from what they call the watch tree.

The swinging was the greatest thing ever in Leos mind, with the trees flying by at unnatural speeds, the insects moving all around your head wondering whats going on and best of all the height your up at, because...
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posted by Problematic129
Chapter 12
    One messed up sleepover
    “So should I go with raspberry yellow, or remedy green?” Sage asks.
    “Sweetie, were doing nails not a Trix commercial,” I tell her.
    Sage sticks her tongue out at me. “Bite me, the one with brown hair.”
    “Cherry head!”
    Meredith rolls her eyes, but still comes to sit closer to us as Talia’s giving her the obsessed ‘let’s be friends glance’.
    “So your one of Pamela’s friends!”...
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Writing Tip #1: Put off editing

Each of us works at writing on two levels:a creative, unconscious level and a critical, conscious level.

The unconscious produces creative and powerful words and images. It makes surprising and original connections. It shuts down if the critical "editor" part of your mind goes to work too soon.If your High School English teacher's voice runs through your mind as you write, if you worry about spelling, grammar, or how to sell your book while you write, you are writing with a dull pencil.

There are many books written on how to unlock your unconscious and let the writing...
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posted by dragonsmemory
(Dear Reader,
The story you are about to read is another Eden book. "The Guardian of Eden" is part of the Encounter series. Please keep in mind that some parts may be spoilers for other Eden Chronicles books.
The following story was originally written spring 2011 under the title "Hirach." It has since been changed. I hope you all enjoy this tale from Eden.
Jo)
A FANTASY NOVEL


PROLOGUE
THE FIRST GUARDIAN

Centuries ago, when humans began to exploitthe dragons' Knowledge and power for themselves, something had to be done. A special meeting of Parliament was called to address the problem. The king, who,...
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posted by rory2011
David couldn't take all his pain since Jack has been taken to jail from three years ago ,witch made him very ill ,David now in 47 and almost to 48 years old ,but he looks older because of his illness ,he refused to face people after what Jack did ,all the people in the country knows who's David miller is ,he's the father of the most dangerous criminal in the country, Jack got crazy in jail ,because of a lot of things happening and happened to him
Jack was getting tortured every night ,which made him crazy and pushed him kill three of the cops and two prisoners ,plus he tried to escape so many...
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posted by alicia386
I am pretty sure everyone in the world has at least one phobia. I found two but I didn't go through the whole thing. This list is only half of what I found. Shocking!

Ablutophobia – fear of bathing, washing, or cleaning
Achluophobia – fear of darkness
Acrophobia – fear of heights
Agoraphobia, Agoraphobia Without History of Panic Disorder – fear of places or events where escape is impossible or when help is unavailable. Fear of open spaces or of being in public places. Fear of leaving a safe place.
Agraphobia – fear of sexual abuse.
Agrizoophobia – fear of wild animals
Agyrophobia –The...
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posted by vampirefreak_26
My alarm went off telling me that my nightmare aka combat training with Dimitri was about to begin in a half hour. Although I wanted to go back to sleep like any other normal person in the neighborhood, I came out of bed, dressed and went downstairs to eat something light. I knew the consequences if I wasn’t on time, Dimitri would give me one hell of an ass whooping training and I would be the one who would get the post punches. Dimitri was one of my father’s best fighters and God knows how many battles he’d won, the guy was fast as hell. I could only guess what kind of training he would...
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posted by Problematic129
*I've gotten the first six chapters done, still working on it and Remember me. Please don't copy and please read and review*
Chapter 1
    Friends and my dream guy
    One thing you need to know about me, is I am not normal. I tend to do things differently, right now, I am sitting on my bed, rifling through my awesome ipod in my favorite colors green, orange, and yellow.
    If you have an ick face on, I’ll show you my favorite finger. I happen to like these colors, there eye popping, different. A color that most people breeze past to...
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posted by hgfan5602
It's sad
It's the truth
Fighting through what it is
But I'll be stronger

I've gone through
Mounds of pain
I've been through
The deepest waters

Nobody can change my past
It's the truth, and it changed me
Sad to even hear the truth
Sad to...say the truth

Reality's always sad
And no one's gonna escape it.
It's how I became who I am today
It's how I didn't brag.

Why does this have to happen?
Why did it have to end?
Why does the world have to be so confusing?
Why did the fun have to end?

The world's just a crazy place
And no one's gonna stop that thought
Cause I'm broken for good...
Because of...the truth.
posted by dragonsmemory
In Eden, there are many different races. As a whoe, they are called Kinds. Each Kind has a capital city, sends its rulers to the Ruling Council, and contributes its own history to that of Eden. In this article, I will be discussing the Ruling Council and draconian politics, as both are difficult to understand.

THE RULING COUNCIL
The Ruling Council is comprised of the leaders of each Kind (except demons) in Eden. The Council meets at the summit of Councilpeak, located in the heart of the Broadplain area. There is a single road spiraling up the mountain, as well as a landing ledge on the south...
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the first part: link

SECOND CHAPTER
Paul Dock was bent with the nose that pratically touch the floor. He studying the crime scene, as usual. He isn't convinced that the assassin is Elvira Gorrige. It would be too obvius. He doesn't find nothing intresting on the stage, so he goes behind of that.
-Can i help you sir, are you sick?- asks a female voice, seeing the detective with the nose on the floor.
-Oh, no thank you i'm good, i'm detective Dock, i was looking for something here.- replies Dock with a smile on his face
-may i ask you some question mrs...-
-Samantha White- answers the girl -And of...
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My terrifying enemy, Cat.
My terrifying enemy, Cat.
(Okay, so this is one of my weirder entries, but I just thought what it would be like for that yarn. This big thing pouncing on you and stuff, anyway, here it is.)

So, today I was just lounging in the sewing room when this big orange thing swiped a paw at me and caused me to roll out of the basket. The thing swiped at me yet again and I remembered what my parents were talking about one night. "That cat thing almost rolled me completely out of shape and into a completely flat string!"
"That must have been horrifying, honey!" My dad had replied. I wasn't paying much attention to the conversation...
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posted by Problematic129
Just a little uplifting, includes pictures that's funny, and things that I hope makes you smile.
Because smiling and laughing are very healthy to your heart and your emotional being, if your down get happy.
Life sometimes gets hard, and when I smile I usually feel better, so if your feeling down this will be a great help to.
We all have problems, or something that sets us off our course. Life was never meant to be easy, we just have to accept that and take that step forward. Let go of all our fears, because there’s nothing to be afraid of.    
    Your...
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posted by wantadog
The Succubus, Prologue!
Downsized


“You called for me?” the young succubus, Odessa, knelt before her lord. She knew that she was about to be chewed out, but she didn’t care anymore, she would take whatever punishment he deemed fit, then leave his presence until her next one. Lord Arlon glared at her.
“You have some nerve, you have repeatedly disobeyed me in the past, but now you have gone too far. You have broken one rule too many, and this one was a serious one.”
She kept her head bowed respectfully, but inwardly sneered at the fool. “You and I have differing opinions, my lord.”
Arlon...
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posted by IlovePatch97
Tell me darling why you cry,
Your tears stain the bed you lay upon
Could it be you miss the ones you clung to so tight,
Nothing but a scared little fawn
The flames burnt away your past and future,
The hate did nothing but balance your grief
What now? That’s presents question,
Something so fragile like a branch being clung to by a leaf
Where is your mother little dove?
What happened to those loving others who filled your empty nest?
How many word of the world can you rhyme with love?
Perhaps someday we will know with, proper care and rest
When pursuing dreams take chances and strive for nothing less than best
Then only then can you be sure you’ve completed life’s most demanding quest
posted by hgfan5602
Almighty eagle,
Soar, soar
Soar beyond your wildest dreams.....

There's no limit
On how much you can soar
No one can
Break your wings and kill you

Soar for the skies,
Don't let the feelin go
Just soar, soar like never before
No one's gonna stop you
From believin

There wasn't a time
When nobody could never soar
But there was a time
When people never believed

And tomorrow
Isn't the day to fall
And nobody's gonna push you down
Oh almighty eagle

We're gonna be the powerful eagles
We're not gonna let anyone
Be our ruler,
We're not anyone's slave

Almighty eagle
Oh soar, soar towards the sky's height
And soar toward your dream
Let nothing keep you away

Almighty eagle
Soar beyond your wildest dreams
And we're gonna fly tonight
Let nobody keep us down.
posted by Problematic129
*Sorry for the wait, writer's block showed it's ugly head. Thanks for all the comments :) Please don't copy and please read and review*
Chapter 3
    A strange vision
    “Was he hot?” My best friend Jessica asked. I groaned, of course that would be the first thing she asked.
    After that introduction, I drove straight to Jessica’s house, knowing she would rebel and not go to school, because she said and I quote ‘Monday doesn’t count as a school day in my book’. Ever since the first day of eighth grade, she hasn’t attended...
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posted by sadiebugz00
Life can be hard. Especially for me, Lily West, your almost-average 16-year-old girl. Most people think it's weird I'm bald. Others think I'm going to die. Then there's the occasional person who tries to take pity upon me. I'd rather they not, because some say it like I'm a helpless little turtle on its back. Sometimes I wish I die already, and sometimes I wish that I was a completely different person. Yes, it's tough having cancer. I just wish that they would respect me for a person instead of a helpless little bug.
posted by Dhampires
I ran fast my heart pounding hard against my chest, my breaths short causing my sheet to burn like fire from the icy cold. I could only hear those pounding footsteps behind me I have to keep going, keep even an inches distance from him. I couldn't no I would not let him of all people catch me.

I ran faster and faster hard as I could I was tempted ti look back but was to afraid if I did he'd appear right behind me. "Brother! Save me please!" I crude out into the dark I got no reply back "Brian please come to me, I need you I don't want to die brother! Save me!" I screamed out at the top...
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posted by Dhampires
The world is like a dome no?

A beautiful dome created with swirls of color and all sorts of living things such as you and me and the animals we see.

It was once created by a powerful God destroyed once by over coming waters and then buried under ice but now we've been given a second chance.

And now who tears this glorious dome down?

Why it is us. We cause this dome to break down with all the haterid and destruction that follows. Everyone wants power the mane sorce of this hurt.

The hurt of some many people young and old wise and senseless.

They say that death is peacefu. It is. It's where...
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