Fight Fire with Fire?Fight fire with fire? A little thing about the reactions to art theft.Fight Fire with Fire?3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Yeah, art theft is annoying and disrespectful, but I find it horrifying the way people respond to them now, the way people mob at someone without giving them a chance to have a say. Sometimes they just don't understand the rules and a little explanation is in order. But if a group of people is raging at them after they haven't been on to even reply to the original request and find an inbox full of rude hate mail, they become defensive and rude right back and that gets no one anywhere.
We against art theft should not become a lynch mob unless the offender brings out the heavy guns. We should not be the ones to start the fight unless the offender is blatantly disrespectful. DA is a place about respect, and while it may seem as though someone doesn't care about that and post work that isn't theirs take into consideration that they may not understand. How many of us really read the ToU for this site when they signed up?
The Pet Clause ch1This is what most people would call an adorable street adorned with little doll houses, completely furnished and filled with such realism that it brings warmth to those around it in such a blissful appreciation for the craftsmanship. It’s a good few blocks on a wide-spread grid containing at least fifty miniature, fully functional houses. Complete with its own set of living, breathing tiny humans to inhabit its beauty.The Pet Clause ch11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Or you’d be better off calling it hell, if you were the human stuck inside it. I haven’t even been here long and the area already gives me the creeps. There is no way anyone can get used to the giants wandering around a store, staring into your world, and judging every aspect about you. There’s nothing to do, either. It’s maybe my second week here. I live in a small pink house between an orange one and a baby blue one. I’m pretty sure, though I could be wrong, a twenty one year old girl lives in the orange house, and a twelve-ye
The Dollhouse Chapter 1Genevieve POVThe Dollhouse Chapter 11 year ago in Settings More Like This
“That should be everything, Ma'am.” The sweaty moving man handed me a clipboard, wiping his brow. “Thanks. You guys did a great job.” And I'm not old enough to be called Ma'am, I mentally added. I signed the paper on the gritty clipboard that had seen better days and handed it back to him. He took it and motioned to the rest of the movers to get into the now empty moving truck. I watched them drive off and turned around to face my new house with satisfaction. It took some time, but I finally owned my own home. It was a simple two story home painted powder blue. A fixer upper, for sure, but I was happy to take on the challenge.
The sun was setting on the hot July day as I headed inside for a night full of unpacking. Piles of boxes filled every room and I groaned. This had to be my least favorite part. Oddly enough I enjoyed packing. It was cleansing to go through everything and throw out anything you no longer needed. Unpacking seemed like it took e
My Pet HumanMy Pet Human4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My Pet Human
I was on a hiking trip with my dad in September, in the forests of Brazil. Our camp was far from us as we had just crossed over a tree bridge. My father looked at me. "Amber. Walk over there and get a few pictures of some animals and I'll go back over the bridge. Here's a map back to the camp. Meet me back there in three hours and we'll share what we find." He said giving me a compass and a map back to camp, as he walked back over the tree bridge. I sighed and walked as I took pictures of every exotic animal I saw. I heard an unusual crowing sound and ran toward it with camera in hand. I kept looking around frantically for it but couldn't see anything. I went off trail to find it as I maneuvered my way though all the brush and leaves. I soon found the sound so close, it sounded like it was right on top of me. The sound went silent and I sighed in frustration. "Great so close .. Now so far " I said to myself. It was quiet as I turned back to get to the
People Watching, Toy Shopping“I need to transform someone.” Phoebe said in a bored tone, and her statement said in the same way she might say she needed new shoes. She had an aura of darkness around her that was completely fake. Long dark hair, a little too much dark makeup around her eyes, and rich black lipstick. Her clothes tended to show more colors, like todays purple dress and black tights. But Phoebe squeed at cute things and swooned over Legolas just as much as most girls.People Watching, Toy Shopping1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Donna coughed and almost spit out her latte when she heard her best friends’ comment. “Aren’t your witchy powers supposed to be a secret?”
Phoebe shrugged, “Eh.” She leaned back in her chair at the food court. A quiet hum of talking filled the concourse, which was only a quarter full this Wednesday night. Pedestrians and shoppers strolled through the walkway at their own paces, and salesmen and salesgirls looked bored at their kiosks.
“Is there a reason you need to magically toy with
Tainted daydreams (story)Tainted daydreams (story)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She had a problem, much deeper and more disturbing than the large obvious one that slept next to her, a contented smile on his oversized face.
She still shook, and trails of tears still streaked her cheeks, more from shock than anything else, but... but... Was he right? Was she, in some deep dark and perverse way, enjoying this?
She'd sort of resigned herself to the fact that no man would ever really see her as much more than a bit of background noise. She was timid, and had a tendency to wind up hyperventilating in the bathroom at large parties. Not exactly a looker either. She was not a woman who ever popped into the foreground of anyone's notice. It was a realization that had caused her no little pain of mind, but still, she accepted it as fact.
A fact that this Henry person had completely turned on its ear.
It was... flattering, in a strange and horrible way. He knew all about her, even, she suspected, the things she'd taken great pains to keep to herself. He'd read eve
College DollMichelle was already packing her notebook and pencils before the professor officially announced that the class was over and she would see everybody next week. She piled her books back inside her pack and tried to stand up, but was blocked by a five person caravan moving behind her chair. She should have stood up anyway and forced them to wait, but was too introverted for even a little confrontation.College Doll1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Finally, she was able to stand up and file out of the auditorium classroom, and had made it several steps when a voice called. She didn't respond because it wasn't meant for her. It was never meant for her. Then the greeting came again, closer now. "Hello, girl in the blue shirt." Michelle looked down and suddenly remembered she was wearing a blue shirt. Surprised, she turned to see a black haired boy a few steps behind her. He had it spiked up and professionally tussled, and wore long shorts and a t-shirt. He was certainly attractive, and Michelle didn't need her glasses to tell her that.
On Goals and SuccessHow many of us are stuck in that rut of wanting to achieve something but we cant? "I can't make a web comic because I don't have the resources," "I can't play my favorite instrument because I don't have the time," "I can't become a writer because I suck at writing." It's in my belief that the only thing getting between us and our goals is the simple word "can't." It really is that simple. Drop the n't and you have "I can make a web comic," "I can play my favorite instrument," "I can become a writer." The rest of the sentence is just excuse. When you tell yourself you can achieve a goal, that's when success occurs.On Goals and Success4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
The Be-Do-Have Speech
I learned from a very wise professor that we often have our mindset backwards. "Have-Do-Be" we have to have something, in order to do the things we need to do, to be what we set out to be. Thus if we don't have, we can't do, and if we can't do, then we can't be. "I can't draw a comic because I don't know how." The successors in the world, reverse that th