High Quality Elastic Wastebands 1"What's that?" Bee slide his puffy lips over to the side in confusion over the sudden appearance of denim on his brother's futon. The sixteen year old stuffed his tiny hand in the gummy worm bowl, he let it swim in the confines of the glassware for a little while before retrieving two green ones, tying them together, and offering them to Steve. Bee hoped Steve would treat Bee's generosity with the gummy worms as incentive to inform him about pants.
"It's a pair of jeans." Daniel scratched his bushy locks, gesturing towards the skinny jeans with his free hand for emphasis of the new identify of the former unknown substance.
"Obviously," Bee leaned back and let his slender body create a mold in the ancient couch, crossing his arms protectively over his oversized gray hoodie borrowed from Steve that acted as a ninety percent cotton body double for his Sunshine bear T-shirt, "I meant to ask what's it doing here." Irritation flooded Bee's peppy voice as he squirmed in his seat unable to get
No PrincessI watched a story when I was five years-old. I watched the movie that I know by heart and backwards. The story every little girl believes is how life is going to be. The story every little girl acts out in her bedroom, wearing a plastic tiara and her mother's too-big high heals. It's a love story. I would always have my favorite teddy bear be the prince. It ended happily ever after each and every time I played. And I was the happily married princess.No Princess3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Maybe I watched it too many times. I was eight and I thought I was in love. I thought I had found the perfect boy to be my prince. I would see him at school and he would be my happily ever after prince, in my imagination. The girls teased me for thinking so. I called them my step-sisters. They resented me for it, and I was ridiculed more. I stopped saying my romanticised thoughts out loud. I quit pretending I was characters when I was in front of people. It was the easiest thing to do.
By the time I was twelve, I was thinking I was destine
2 Steps to Developing Your CharacterCan you help me learn how to describe characters better? I need a little assistance.2 Steps to Developing Your Character3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
This question came to me by a good friend and watcher of mine, and as I began to write him back I realized.
Ya, know...I've never written a non-fiction work before, and I haven't submitted anything today. Maybe while typing this advisor message I can thereby help, not only my friend, but other writers as well.
So after much thought, I think I am prepared to answer my friend's question in more detail.
 The best way to introduce readers to your character is with subtlety and ease.
Rather than simply bombarding the reader with fact after fact about your character, try unveiling these truths little by little. This will keep your reader interested as they learn more. The last thing you want is for the reader to know just as much about your character as you do. This usually leads to sudden boredom, and consequently, a page exit.
After all, keep in mind that people typically don't learn ev
Childhood CorruptionDouble dutch used to be a sportChildhood Corruption3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Strawberry shortcake; your favourite rhyme
It was fun and games
Counting you jump every time
But soon there was no hope
When being cool ran loose
And so the jump rope
Became a noose
She was the top of your Christmas list
The only thing you wanted from the store
She was your secret keeper, best friend
With her life would never be a bore
But then you noticed she can't eat
She's just plastic and with this realization
Looking like Barbie doll
Became your aspiration
You'd take your mommies makeup mirror
And sneak it to the playground
Making the suns light bounce
With your friends cast around
But then you saw your reflection
What wasn't perfect brought unease
It was no longer a toy; mirror
Became someone else to please
Eating disorders were always so scary
Watching documentaries you never understood
Teacher lectures and class presentations
How can being that skinny ever be good?
But food is now rewarding
You're allowed a limited amount
Ever since recess treats
CrossroadsTo this world of chaos, it makes me wonder,Crossroads3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How much more sacrifice could we render?
Our knees have fallen on blood-soaked soil,
Is hope still here in this turmoil?
So much we've had of this hurt, this pain,
With just words; so many, we've slain.
Amidst impenetrable darkness and so much noise,
There came forth a kind, gentle voice.
Our blinded eyes, once more, gained sight,
Led out of the night and into the light.
Resources for Aspiring AuthorsWe're all writers here, and with nearly 50% of our members aiming to become fully published authors, we thought it would be beneficial to create a compilation of resources about what it takes to get your work on the shelves.Resources for Aspiring Authors3 years ago in Personal More Like This
This isn't a definitive list, more of a work-in-progress. We're would be more than happy to add any suggestions – so if you know any good resources, on deviantART or off, link them in the comments! Feel free to discuss your goals and experiences here too.
And if you have had your writing published, or have any experience in this area, we'd love to hear from you. Leave a comment or send us a note about it and we'll add any guidance/advice you have to the blog.
Guides and Information
Tips for Editing
The encounter...The encounter...4 years ago in Poverty Awareness More Like This
In a distance in front of a store,
on an old piece of cardboard.
A way of living she didn't ask for,
cold, so cold, no one walks toward.
Looking at your face,
her eyes, shredding your grace.
No silk and lace,
nor anything for a good base.
Watching her sit there,
your thoughts, judging her so unfair.
All your wealth and still nothing to share,
All your health and the less you care.
Views crossing each other,
two in tears, the other couldn't bother.
One isn't a martyr,
but the other isn't a savior either.
The cold realistic poverty,
or a fake golden journey.
Being accused for anarchy,
or a checkbook armory.
...the ugly reality.
The Writing ProcessWhat is the Writing Process?The Writing Process7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Many of us learned that the writing process is made up of five parts: Pre-writing, Writing, Revision, Editing, and Publishing. Indeed, this process has been so ingrained, and the vocabulary and terms have become such a part of our education, that some students (and adults) feel as if writing is a formulaic, rigid thingnot unlike learning mathematicsthat they simply never excelled in. Fortunately, this simply isn't true. While the five basic steps of the writing process are effective, they can only be effective if the people using the process understand the purpose of each step.
Experience has shown that many students do not know the purpose of drafting beyond a certain, vague understanding that you're supposed to "correct" or "fix" something for each new draft. Its unfortunate, but its also been shown that students who are forced to Pre-Write in certain ways, even when they have been
The seerAlone in the middle of the road rested a girl. She lay spread across the street, silent and still. Her blue eyes stared blankly into the navy air. Her once long and sleek black hair rested dirtied and and ragged, pressed against the cool dark pavement. Her once pals and flawless face was now covered in purple bruises and cuts. Her backpack was thrown to the side of the road. Nobody noticed the girl lying on the road in the night, under a street light. Moths flew over her face and landed in the light. She was so beautiful, her pale face laying perfectly, cheeks pressed against the pavement. She was forgotten, lying in the middle of the road, illuminated by the street lights, her sweater and jeans dirtied and torn. Her stomach was thin and almost starved, but her muscles were strong. She was a strong person, but she was also frail. Her perfect white hands rested against the cool pavement.The seer3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The girl yawned and pushed her hair back, listening to the cool hum of the frogs. She groaned and st
writing.im not a writerwriting.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because i apologise for
what i write
im not a writer
because i hate the
craft and the
thorns it pricks into
sticky and healing
im not a writer
because i dont give a
fuck about your
apostrophes and periods,
full stops or
half stops or
broken wo rds or
im a writer
because i can look at
any fucking poem ive ever
pressed onto paper
and tell you exactly what
exactly what its about
exactly what colour my face
was turning like the earth
whether it be blue
or green or red or white
and you know what
youre going to like this
and you wont know why
or if you do i hope you know
its because i mean it
im not writing pretty words
for the sake of writing pretty words
i mean every fucking word i
write and you just love
the trainwrecks they make.
i am not a writer
because i dont give a damn
about what you think.
i am a writer
because i dont give a damn
about what i think either.
A Note on Writing CharactersA Note on Writing Characters5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
My dearest, darling Author:
I enjoyed reading your book, I really did. But there were some things that simply got on my nerves.
Your need to tell me absolutely everything, as if every tiny detail were just so integral to the plot, was supremely annoying. I do not need to know a character's hair and eye color when I first meet them, or every detail down to the style of his buttons when he walks into a scene; I do not necessarily need to know what his lunch was or that he went bowling with the guys last Saturday and has been in the league for five years. Take for instance that scene on the veranda, where the one protagonist stepped up to the wall and got his first good look at the sea in years. You wasted paragraphs and paragraphs of words explaining how, when he was a boy and saw the ocean for the first time, it was terrifying to him, left him with a feeling of crushing loneliness. Now, if you had simply said he stepped up to the wall and saw the sea for the first time in years, and had
Writing ANGSTWriting ANGST5 years ago in Writing More Like This
One way to add excitement to your story is by adding lots of bad-guys, also known as EXTERNAL Conflict. Another way is by adding INTERNAL Conflict, more commonly known as Angst.
I'm sure most of you have noticed by now that most movie characters, and far too many book characters, are One-Dimensional. They do stuff, but they don't face any personality issues: a hang-up, a fear, paranoia, a moral code, a love interest, a strong dislike Or worse, they do have all these things, but they never really affect the story.
There's a Plot Arc, things happen, but no Character Arc. The things that happen don't affect the characters emotionally.
Where's the ANGST?
Answer these two questions:
1. What is your character's biggest character flaw?
(Think: 7 Deadly Sins.)
Writing Tips - OrganisationWriting Tips - Organisation6 years ago in Writing More Like This
Writing Without Confusing Yourself (Or Your Readers)
Writing is a very personal, individual undertaking. Everybody approaches the activity a bit differently from the next guy. Some people can come up with concept, plot, characters, and everything else and just sit down and write. Others need to take time to figure out what's going on; what's going to happen in the story, and how it all fits together. Others still will find themselves getting stuck somewhere along the middle, losing track of everything or changing an idea mid-way through, or never know how to end. These are the people for whom this has been put together. Those of you who can barrel through a story overnight are still welcome to look, though.
There are different ways in which a writer can and will get stuck on any given piece. Motivation, immediate environment, too few (or too many) ideas available, lack of organisation; the list goes on, but life is short and I am lazy. The sticking point that we're going
How To 'Flesh Out' an OCHow To 'Flesh Out' an OC4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
The aggregate of features and traits that form the
individual nature of some person or thing.
In this tutorial I will guide you through a way to 'flesh out' an Original Character (Also known as an OC). Before we begin, let's go through the basics.
A character is quite simply one who possesses qualities that define them from someone else. Every character is original and unique. A character can not only be human, but an animal, an alien, or anything that the imagination can come up with.
However, characters are often difficult to create, because to put it bluntly, you are in a sense creating a new being. This being needs the same kinds of traits and characteristics you possess, but can't be your own. They have to be original. In this case, many young writers and artists forget how hard it is to make a character and forget the complex details that enhance a character.
Fleshing out is a term used commonly in developing characters. It means to add additional det