Cazar ideasCazar ideas4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
No hay nada más frustrante que un artist block y para mí no hay nada más frustrante que leer eso de alguien más.
Sé que deben haber otros tuts con cómo salir de un artist block, así que simplemente me basaré en cómo pueden cazar la inspiración, estén bloqueados o no, pero primero deben responder a la pregunta:
¿Me satisface lo que hago?
Si están bloqueados es porque necesitan simplemente un cambio de aires, uno se aburre hasta de lo que más le gusta hacer. Ahora, si están bloqueados tipo "nada me sale" o "no puedo hacer nada" y el cambio de aires no es una idea a aceptar, lo tomaría como que son esclavos de lo que hacen y por eso tanto su imaginación como su cuerpo (el "plasmador" de obras) se rebelan. Pongan atención a sus estados y no vayan en su contra, eso empeora el caso. Si ya no pueden dibujar, escriban, si no escriben, lean, vean películas, hagan deporte, jueguen videojue
A New Revolutionary ch3 Dragon entered his bedroom in the late night to find his wounded guest and new revolutionary still awake.A New Revolutionary ch34 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"What are you doing up? It's late, go to sleep," he said.
"I can't," replied Sabo. "What did that man mean when he said 'welcome to the revolution'?"
Dragon frowned and stayed silent for a few moments, he had done this many times, but not with a kid. "You see, I am the leader of a revolution that believes the World Government is corrupt. We disagree on their policies and believe they should be taken down, that includes, of course, nobles and Tenryuubitos. We travel around the world building an army that will help us do so. Ivankov, Inazuma and Kuma are commanders of that army. We thought, from our conversation back in Goa, that you could make an excellent revolutionary. So, if you want to, you can join us."
Sabo's expression slowly changed from a confused scowl to an excited, chipped-tooth grin. "Yeah! Of course I will!" h
stars only die from drug overdoses.there's a boy i knowstars only die from drug overdoses.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
who used to swallow coins
like hard candy;
stuck to his chin
from my own hands,
lucid in our lungs
and the road
a blur from our sadistic words.
he doesn't believe in hell
neither do i.
but i believe in the stars
and i want to know what happens to them
when they die.
Wish Who Were Here?Wish Who Were Here?3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Shortened friendship 'cause sanity I lack;
I never thought of how it'd be
the moment LSD helped me crack.
Now the '60s sit alone with me.
The fame and success started its attack
and you went on silently.
Destroyed mind brings the dagger to my back;
no music made could set me free.
Replace the face of the friend you erased
after the first death.
Embrace your bass, just in case
I make you deal again.
I was never one to boast.
Popularity was something I wasn't looking for.
You claimed to miss me the most;
So much that it was me you ignored.
Not me, were you any longer engrossed,
but you were with David Gilmour.
I never traded my heroes for ghosts.
I just never wanted a war.
Replace the face of the friend you erased
after the first death.
Embrace your bass, just in case
I make you deal again.
With me gone, who would write?
You were passed the power.
You wrote about me shining bright.
Then The Wall turned you sour.
Dominance would cause a fight
in the Final C
The Doodle and the Dame"Thanks, I guess?" I said as the artist of the doodle I now possessed walked away with pride in his step. I looked down at the lined piece of paper to see a picture of what looked like a male fairy. Whatever made my classmate think it was perfect for me blew right over my head.The Doodle and the Dame3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"No problem, seems like he likes you." Said classmate said before continuing to walk away. I watched him go in confusion before looking back at the lined paper doodle in my hand.
I could just pitch it. I thought, looking around to make sure the artist was out of sight before I walked over to the trashcan. My hand stopped before releasing the paper into the can at the sound of the school bell ringing, indicating how late I was to my next class.
"Damn," I mumbled under my breath before taking one last look at the picture. The fairy looked pleased, a wise smile stretched across his face, "Fine, it looks like you're coming home with me." I said before shoving the picture in my backpack and running down the ha
Crona's PoemI am scared. I sit in this empty room, with a demon in my spine. He's always there, twisting my nose and poking at my face. His hateful words stab at my blackened heart. Its hurts in a way that the black blood will never heal. My blood is black.Crona's Poem4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This demon, in my spine, is always there. Then why do I feel so lonely? He always talks to me. He always makes himself known. Then why do I feel so solitary?
I hold my chest, hoping to feel a heart beat. Why can't I find it? Did She take it from me? Did She take that, like She took my sanity? Wait, no, it is there. I feel its faint fluttered, shriveled to nearly nothingness. That is worse than having no heart beat at all. My blood is a hollow black.
All my life I've been beaten. I have been broken. And I have been locked away. My sorrow filled words will forever be unspoken. And that scares me. What if no one hears my last breath? What if no one realizes that my life is lost, even before my death? Is it best that way? Best that no one knows of
Chase the Wind:Chapter Nine - Forbidden FriendshipChase the WindChase the Wind:Chapter Nine - Forbidden Friendship2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter Nine; Forbidden Friendship
~ Merida ~
Before Merida could say anything, the maid had disappeared through another door, her face bright red. Colin gave her an awkward look, then walked over to her.
'Wait... before you say anything... can I just explain?' Colin pleaded, cutting her off. She nodded, and he took her hand, leading her up several flights of stairs and into a tiny drawing room with an armchair, side table and a bookcase jammed inside. Colin gestured for her to sit on the chair, which she did, and he stood opposite her. They were silent for a moment, before he took a deep breath and told her.
'Princess Merida...I'm sorry, but...I can't marry you.'
Merida raised an eyebrow in surprise. 'Why not?'
'Because there's another girl that I'm in love with. And I understand that if you choose to marry me, that I have no choice but to accept, but I will always love her, and there isn't a thing in the world that would change that.'
It sounded rehearsed, M
The Viking and the Arrow~ Chapter 8“All the decisive blows are struck left-handed.”― Walter BenjaminThe Viking and the Arrow~ Chapter 81 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hiccup was restless; there was no way he could possibly sleep. Tomorrow was the last day and he still didn’t have a plan, and it didn’t look like one was coming either. Up until now Merida had been treated as a guest, but if she didn’t sign the treaty she was likely to be arrested and held as the first prisoner of the war to come. Although Vikings were normally associated with being mindless brutes, they took their political affairs seriously.
He heard light footsteps outside his door. He knew it was Merida, probably sneaking into the kitchen.
Five minutes passed, then ten and eventually twenty, yet he still didn’t hear her come back. So he got up to investigate.
The kitchen was empty; perhaps she had snuck past him.
Hiccup went back upstairs as he reached the top he noticed that Merida’s door wasn’t completely shut, which, considering the circumstances was o
The New YearSarah was glad to be back home. The days she'd spent with her father and step-mother had been pleasant, but there was something about being in a place which was wholly hers that just made everything seem right. She'd missed seeing Toby...He'd gone to spend Christmas with some friends out west. It had been strange, celebrating with just the three of them.The New Year4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Either way, upon returning to Maine, her soul had shaken a bit of the dust off. It was always that way when she visited the old Victorian of her childhood. Granted, there was something about the wildness of Maine's woods which stirred memories of long ago, as well...The places she kept locked away in her heart. But, one set of memories made her heart ache, the other made it soar.
Sitting in her small living room, she looked out into the softly falling snow. It looked so clean, so untouched. New Years Eve deserved snow like that...For once, the moon was bright in the sky as the old year drew silently to a close. Sarah wasn't one for big
Bellavs. WinryBella vs. WinryBellavs. Winry6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
*Note: This is the sequel thing to my Edward vs. Edward thing. This time, my friend Kate will be helping me and Nik. She'll be my co-host, and Nik is still freaking camera-shy, so yeah. Same as last time, pretty easy to figure out. If you haven't read my other installment, please go read it now. It isn't relevant to this one, I just want publicity *
Kindrix: *is still using Nik's hairbrush as a microphone* Hello, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to the next installment of this little series. Helping me out today is Nik, the camera-shy uke cat boy camera man!
Kindrix: And, today, we have a new co-host! My NBS (non-biological sister, fyi) Kate!
Kate: Hello! *is wearing a shirt that has a picture of Edward Cullen being burned to pieces*
Nik: Kate-san, you do realize that shirt's sending negative messages to the viewers, right?
Kate: That's why I'm wearing it.
Nik: I see
Kindrix: Anyway, today, we're going to be doing something a little out of
Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons Chapter 1Rise of the Brave Tangled DragonsRise of the Brave Tangled Dragons Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter1:A day off
Here it was, the day Jack looked forward to every month; his day off. Every guardian needed to get a day to himself for a while, so, today he was out gliding on the wind, letting it take him where ever it took him. And for some reason, today the wind chose to take him over a forest. A forest that he himself had never seen before, (and trust me when I say, Jack’s been around the world a few times), so he just went with the wind, since he didn’t know his way around.
Suddenly, in the distance he saw an island, as he flew closer he saw that the island was one big hill, and on that hill was a village, and at the very top of that hill, was a castle.
He found a bridge that connected the island to the main land, and the wind dropped him off there. Shrugging, he walked down the bridge to the village which was teeming with villagers, shops, and was decorated with purple banners with a picture of a
ChangeChange3 years ago in Romance More Like This
A/N: An IZ one-shot
This has been my life for awhile now. Endlessly pouring over electronic files--both on my ship's computer and on the computers at the human library, which were foolishly set up for all the public to come and look at. Scavenging around the human neighborhood for something, anything I could eat. Maintaining the repairs on my SIR unit. Not exactly the glamourous lifestyle, but I've been trained to take what I have and make the best of it.
This has been my life, alternating between these. Right now I'm not hungry, and my SIR Unit is out gathering information, so I'm once again going through my files. But I think I've been at this for too long. The screen swims in front of my eyes as I continue to stare at my ship's computer. Well, I shouldn't call it my ship. It's the escape pod from my ship. My actual ship has been missing ever since I was somehow defeated by that miserable excuse for an Irken, Zim, and had to eject. I've labelled it as a loss and have
SoulmatesShe’d been walking for months, it seemed. Fingers tightening on the pendant around her neck, she paused, turning, trying to figure out which way to go. She’d been lonely all her life - no chances at grand romances, no meeting of eyes across the park, no sudden spark of warmth or a spike of cold… her friends all seemed to have found their soulmates close to home.Soulmates2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But not her.
Had she wandered too far? Had her soulmate perhaps died? Hadn’t yet been born? Would never be born?
She squeezed her eyes shut, holding back tears of frustration. She was all alone, and always would be. Might as well go home, go to work, forget about weddings and houses with
white picket fences and children playing in the yard.
Dust trailed after her as she hefted her knapsack. This had been stupid, taking another journey. Her fourth in the past ten years; she’d be thirty tomorrow. Why had she come this way, anyway? Always circling the earth, hoping for even the slightest
Sherlock- BoxJohn blinked at the box in the middle of the floor. It was fresh, new. The label on the side was addressed to Speedy's café, so John knew it wasn't originally meant to be in the flat. Mrs. Hudson wouldn't randomly leave a box in the middle of the floor, and John definitely hadn't had anything to do with it, so that left Sherlock.Sherlock- Box3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As far as things Sherlock brought back to the apartment, a cardboard box was mundane, at best. That was part of what worried John. He moved to examine the box, speculating as to what could be inside.
The first thing that he noted was that it was upside down. The bottom of the box, which was now the top, was still sealed with packing tape. Closer examination showed that the tape across the top of the box (now tucked underneath) had been peeled off, so the only opening was at the bottom. This also meant that it had been opened, which reduced the fear that Sherlock was stealing a café's mail.
With a huff, John plopped down in his chair, staring at the b
Dark WaltzOf all the names to cry out at a moment like this.Dark Waltz2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Sarah wasn’t sure how it happened. It had just slipped out in a moment of weakness. She groaned and leaned back against the burning sand and closed her eyes. The desert sun beat down relentlessly, searing through her tattered fatigues and straight into the marrow of her bones.
“Stupid, stupid,” she cursed herself as she tried to move. A jolt of white-hot pain tore through her and she fell back flat. “He probably won’t come anyway,” she thought, lifting her hands to her face to further shield her eyes from the blazing sun.
“Still fighting the forces of evil, are we, Precious?”
Sarah froze, only half-believing that she’d heard his voice. She slowly removed her hands from her face and opened her eyes. He stood a few feet from her, leaned casually against the battered shell of the jeep, looking very much the way she remembered. His
Who are you?Who are you?Who are you?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And how am I able to feel like this?
Where did you come from?
And why did you appear in my life?
I can't stop thinking of you.
I wish I didn't fall in love.
I wish I was nice, as nice as you wish.
I wish...I wish, but I'm not.
My life was so quiet 'till I saw you.
Now every woman has your face,
Every movie tells our story,
Every song really seems true.
What is love?
What is it?
It consumes my soul every single day.
I don't know if it is good or if it is pain.
I don't know if you and me will be some soon
Or just the shade of a dream that died during night.
A dream I always had,
The dream of being loved.
Why do I have to write this?
'Cause you make me shy.
How to tell this in front of you
Feeling my soul so naked.
Why did God have to create it?
An arrow in the middle of the chest.
A sweet sword that caresses a heart.
A graceful word you make me live.
A simple verse that moves my world.
A sad and silent fire that burns my lips
Each time you're
Stand UpStand UpStand Up2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
By Morgan Evans
we all live through life some may die inside they are still alive but there soul is dead don't no be scared
everyone struggles every one falls so just stand up and follow me I'll show you where you''re suppose to be it's here with me
I'll lead you to your place to be with me I'll show you where you are and we'll always be up strong even when hurt or it keeps getting worse just remember I'll be here looking for you
I'm the one that knows your fate when it's to late I'll save you never going to be a slave no rage will overcome us we gave our life but not our soul because
everyone struggles everyone falls so just stand up and follow me I'll show you
StereotypesIm kind hearted, So I must be a push over.Stereotypes6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Im loud, I must be a bitch.
Im all of those, but not what you think of them.
So why even bother?
Im a girl of the military, so I must be tough and love blood.
Im a girl who has never kissed before, I must be ugly.
So many things, untrue.
Yes, I am all of those, just not what you place them as..
Im a girl who likes to fix things, I must hang out with all guys.
Im in love with my best friend, so I have no better options.
This isnt true
Im everything but what you think I am.
Im a guy who is short, I must have problems with getting girls.
Im controlling, I must be abusive.
Why even think of me at all?
If youre gonna think these things, go to hell.
None of that is true
I had a tragic past, I must angst about it.
Im a boy that like cats, So I must be obsessed and queer.
Im not what you think I am
Im not what you think
Phineas' Biggest Idea Ever ch2"Hey, Phineas."Phineas' Biggest Idea Ever ch25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The lunch bell had just rung, and Phineas was still sitting in his seat in Math class. The reason being was that he had come up with yet another idea for a great lunch hour activity, and wanted to have it drawn down before the hour began.
So that left it up to one person to snap him out of it.
Phineas raised his head and looked up at the girl who had spoken. Standing before him was Isabella, one of his earliest and closest friends. Isabella lived across the street from the Flynns and Fletchers, and had often lent a hand to the brothers during their summer break activities. On any normal occasion, she had her long, jet black hair flowing down over her shoulders and back, but today she had it tied in a braid.
For some reason, Phineas found himself staring at her in awe for a moment or two before blinking quickly and shaking some sense into his head. Covering a blush, he smiled and looked at her again. "Hey, Isabella," he said cheerfully.
Isabella smiled back before noddin
LovecraftMaybe Lovecraft was right,Lovecraft7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As laying awake I shiver,
The invisible beastly faces,
That leer, unknowable, in the night.
He who said that the greatest sensation
Was that screaming terror that surrounds
Humans in the coal-black places
As they know they have no control over creation.
And while the good lie asleep in bed,
The sorcerers who were hidden escape,
Praising Gods beyond the souls capability,
To understand, as to be saved is to be lead.
While those who froth in madness scream,
Of things that were beyond their understanding,
Their dead eyes glaring back the reflections of eternity
And they know that nothing is as it should seem.
And from this blinding, choking bleakness,
One should find the reason to hope,
But no, all that is left is things beyond things,
Manipulating human stupidity and weakness.
As here a little child I stand,
On the edge of something so horrifically vast
That no man or woman can glare into it and return,
With soul intact from that dark land.
100 sayings, poems, and quotes.1. The fact of life isn't is that it's too short. It's that people wait to long to begin it.100 sayings, poems, and quotes.2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
2. People shouldn't cry unless they have someone to cry for.
3. Friends are people that can walk in opposite directs, but remain side by side.
4. Friends are family that God forgot to give us.
5. Violence is never the answer. Violence is the question and "yes" is the answer.
6. If life gives you lemons, squeeze them in your enemies eyes and then run away.
7. War isn't about dying for your country. It's about making the guy on the other side die for his.
8. Friends are like snowflakes. If you pee on them, they go away.
9. If you were murdered, I wouldn't go to your funeral. I would be out stabbing the person that killed you.
10. Stones and Words both leave scars. But at least for stones you can get a band aid.
11. Being insurgent doesn't mean you are the leader. It means you stick by those who aren't.
12. Friends change us. When we change, so do our friends.
13. If there's one thing I know
Red and Green Chapter 1Red and Green Chapter 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
~Wally + Artemis~
Chapter 1: Make Daddy Proud
That night, there was no one to watch her as she fell. No one knew that she was twisting and turning in her bed, caught up in a dream that wouldn't release her. It held on, wrapping its claws around her and rattling her until it got its message across, a message that she wouldn't forget. Not for a very long time.
Her breaths were ragged as she pulled the covers tighter around her, grinding her teeth together. It would have been an odd sight for anyone who didn't know Artemis. But The Girl With The Arrows was no newcomer to nightmares.
Watching her, it was almost pathetic and terrifying at the same time. She would twist and mutter something, then open her mouth as if to cry out, only to shut it again. In the dream, it was not at all pathetic and only terrifying.
She was running down a long, narrow hallway with emerald walls and cold tile floor. The hallway was endless, she already knew that, but she kept running anyway. Fro
27 reasons Twilight sucks1. The two protagonists, Edward and Bella are NOT in love -- their relationship is built up on obsession and shallow lust. It's also sickening how Ms. Meyer indicates that the whole female population is entirely dependent on males, as we can clearly see with Bella's antics in the second book.27 reasons Twilight sucks6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
2. Ms. Meyer describes everything at least twice. Which, let's face it, isn't great. We HEARD about Edward's damned crooked smile in the first book!!
3. It's so unoriginal. A girl starting high school. Falls in love with best-looking guy in the school. He likes her too. They end up going out. Some other guy likes the main girl too. Problems occur. Girl would do anything to be with guy, and so on. Wow, nobody saw THAT one coming.
4. Bella's POV is plain awful. All she talks about is Edward! All I found out in the whole series about Edward, however, was that he's a vampire and that he's attracted to Bella. (or her blood, whichever...)
5. The Amazon(All female)Twilight Fandom makes it even worse than