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Literature
When time has changed
Once this was a farmhouse  
with chalk paint furniture,  
mismatched chairs. 
Three dogs slept by the fire  
Their master read nearby 
only the pops of air  
disrupt the peace 
 
Now rotten boughs are laced  
with Christmas lights. 
Cobwebs linger  
between each dead bulb 
before time stood still.  
 
High above the roof 
slates are French  
kissed by fresh frost that  
did not care how gentle this place was.  
Below a fire as extinguished as the bulbs  
suffocates in dust  
and ash  
and soot. 
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Literature
That Love Thing
When love begins it's fresh and new 
but equally annoying. 
Deciding to share with another- 
that freedom you're destroying! 
Suddenly yours is not your own. 
everything done together. 
A breath surrenders, hits you now 
this love will be forever. 
Like roots in a tree, deepening down, 
it's twisted and confusing 
the shapes aren't straight, they bend, they sway 
combine and then infusing- 
 
There are no words, no direction, 
There is no explanation 
For this wonderful, wonderful sensation 
this befuddling thing we call love. 
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Literature
The Peacock Effect
Before you've taken a breath;
your mighty chest protrudes, 
Pectorals escape
and boast into tune.
Shoulders like mountains-
an importance you give yourself.
If you were a peacock
with feathers extravagantly sprawled;
each a declaration
of your wisdom,
your knowledge,
and your influence--
For nobody has as many feathers.
Yet as your beak opens, 
squawks with condescend 
your voice dries overexcited,
it reminds us all;
You're just a bird 
with a small brain. 
You pick up worms 
and regurgitate them.
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A limerick for that pear by BeccaJS A limerick for that pear :iconbeccajs:BeccaJS 5 6
Literature
The Man who walked backwards
For fifteen years Praveen only walked backwards.
He spent every day pacing backwards on the streets. scribbling in his notepad. He paid no attention to the confused passers-by.
He didn’t care for their comments. He'd heard their theories to why and even their concerns of his mental being.
He continued to walk, backwards.
Sometimes people would join in and walk backwards alongside him. They’d soon give up. The art meant crossing roads and dodging lampposts. They pointed their smartphones at his face.  They filmed him with fascination.
Sometimes he broke a smile letting them know he understood.
Sometimes he would answer their questions. He walked away watching confused expressions as they tried to understand him.
He did explain once.
Praveen lost his entire family in one attack. His wife, three sons and a baby girl only three months old. His grief would consume him if he didn’t walk away from the past. Walking forwards was to look ahead. He chose to
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Literature
Overworked
We set aside a time, one hour for a meeting;
our search for a room hindered by our search
for the solution.
Can we set aside a day
for creation and have a canvas we can all paint on
at the same time in the same room
and order ice cream or chip-shop chips
whilst we make our master design?
Then do you think we can turn our idea
into a real life innovation?
Or do we continue to scavenge old buildings
for neglected conference rooms once
booked by occupants no longer present. Do
we panic about the problem and confirm
we are in shit before we've truly understood
the colour, depth, and complexity of the shit?
Do you think we could stick to our plans and
do what we say we will do when we do it? We
go home on time and drink gin-and-tonic in
a local beer garden, enjoying the warm sun instead
of an overheated, over-exhausted office.
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Literature
Machine Wind
Wind tip-tapping against
steel pipes
desperate to attract attention, 
off desolate rooftops
        where there's no blue skies
but the lingering pollution of
                                        yesterday's work.
        The wind infers longing, where they once worked,
        sweeping each corner in search of their presence
or past existence, a distance too far
of just what happened and why now absent.
Still tipping and raising the alarm,
                there must be someone there-
a twisted gust takes one more lap of hope. 
no more than hope.
                         
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Just the Price I Pay :iconbeccajs:BeccaJS 7 2
Literature
Walking with a Toddler
Slow he may be, plodding gentle his
tiny legs. Each stick is a new
exploration three steps to
another.
 “come on” you shout as he trots over
gravel laughing delighted at the crunch-crunch
beneath his feet
and there
and back again.
 A dog bounds by, so much energy that
it sparks fear in the little trekker as
he clings to your leg, begging to be lifted.
Arms wrapped around his world,
he points at the sky, tells you its blue.
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Literature
The Execution of Judy Monroe
In glamour, in glitter-infested Hollywood
the movie star Judy Monroe’s almond eyes; coaled melodramatic,
tilt towards the camera.
She weeps.
The executioner motions forward; 
a tall man, no guardian angel.
She watches his movement; spiteful, hated as he proudly glides
to prep for the grand finale.
She prays.
A prayer to God with no love, each lens focused on her.
Black and white replaced by orange overalls.
She was found,
She was judged,
And Judy Monroe will be judged
Until opulence is extinguished and her dimpled cheeks sallow
and her pretty head drops.
She dies.
When the tall man grazes her last touch,
leather grasps her wrists tight.
the poison plunges and she falls before them all:
behold her final bow.
intense silence, 
release and exhale. 
applause.
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Literature
Twenty Ten Four
We never notice.
Our alarm doesn't ring, it sings
Pharell beating our mornings
'til we remove from our snooze. We
forgot the tink-tinker or
bleep-fuck-bleeper
and emerge the same.
The same commute to work:
Heads sunk, tired eyes drunk by
thumb movements. Our ears dumb
locked into a Will-I-Am trance. Not
a glance of the changing scenes; 
the only birds we see are angry.
The same office echoes with
tip-tip-tip-tapping
of emails blaming others and smack-talking.
instead of actual talking. We fall for
the hype of Skype and only Siri’s
voice drones narrow answers
we accept as truth.  
The same playground, huddled corners;
Children pick a blackberry instead of 
picking blackberries, for their late-night
Facebook fights. Words will always hurt see:
no kids to hit with sticks and stones. Unless
there’s an app for it.
What do we do when stop?
Orwell you're too late
took thirty years to demonstrate your
doublethink and we all cling to 
the
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Literature
The Beard of intrigue
His beard was fascinating.
It was a loom, woven with intricate detail and so long it would put any wizard to shame. Each pattern in the coarse mound of hair seemed to share a secret. Perhaps they were memories- I’d heard others collect memories in such ways- etchings on their bodies, collecting objects and even journal writing. Maybe this man was his own journal.
The rest of him seemed positively ordinary. He rested in his chair in a blue business suit- albeit a little outdated for fashion, but suited the character I had begun to form in my head for him. His sorrowful eyes narrowed on a frustrated brow of greying features, illuminating a sense of tiredness. Perhaps the beard in all its might was weighting down. His skin was as rough as sandpaper, blotches and scars etching his hands and face with no revelation to the puzzle of his beard.
I wanted to move closer, debating whether it was rude to ask. The very notion excited me as I built up theories as to why his beard had the
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Since 2005 `Beccalicious has graced the writing community with her infectious positivity. From her own work to her critiques and advice to her peers, she brings an attitude many of us could learn a thing or two from.
She also is committed to helping keep her little section of the world clean and organized, going out of her way to let us know when there are things in the wrong place, making the writing categories just that much better for everyone.
On top of all that she provides a lot of insightful journals full of advice and resources for aspiring writers from all walks.
Drop by her page and say hi to Becca, and wish her congrats on deviousness for June of 2008!
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Summer Musings

Tue Aug 14, 2018, 4:04 AM


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I think I spend most journal entries starting with apologies of not posting and this time around isn't any different! I have been around dA, just not taken the time to post in ages! In the past few weeks dA turned 18, which is pretty crazy in its own right and I also celebrated 13 years on this site- which is longer than anything I am signed up to besides Amazon I think!

This weekend I had the delight of going to a wedding of two people who actually met on deviantART before meeting at university- kingmancheng & anna-elizabeth. It was a beautiful wedding with a stunning bride a lovely English-meets-Chinese wedding (with 1200 paper cranes all hand made by the groom!). It just goes to show how far community spirit on dA can reach- in fact my table had fellow former CVs Narfmaster and Elandria which was great to catch up following a long time not going to any devmeets. I do hope there is a future devmeet generation.

I am off work today as my eldest is on summer holidays from school. He is having a great break with grandparents taking him and his brother all over the place to support the holidays. We are off to Wales for a week at the end of the month too which will be lovely. Then back to school routine and reality!

OH, I entered my first dA contest in years and placed second for this short story! It was really assuring that I can still write and hopefully in the upcoming months when I have a bit more free time I am going to spend it focusing on writing some more, maybe even enter a few more contests and just getting back in touch with my own writing. I am just very thankful for the confidence boost from theWrittenRevolution !

LatrodectusFucking bitch tore a gash in my knuckle. Guess that's what I get for punching her, but you got to defend yourself when another whore hits your spot. I knew she'd been eyeing this street for a week now, caught her watching, peeking like a fucking meerkat on sentry. I wonder how many more will come this way. 
 
The cafe this time of night is usually packed- it is unusually quiet. Meera the waitress is dancing slowly with her coffee pot making her way to each table, but most tables are empty.  
 
"Sup Meera". I smile at her as she approaches. Those dark eyes are sunk like everyone who has given up dreaming.  
"Oh Hey Shanti, you not out there tonight?" She nodded to my corner. 
"I was... some other whore got in my spot and well. The fucking client chose her." 
"I'm sorry" 
"I wouldn't be, I clocked her round the face before she got in the car. Might have taken my drive, but that twat will have to clean he


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A Game of Genres 2018: Winners' Journal!Since we started this great contest back in 2015, it's become a summer mainstay here at tWR! This year it's back and better than ever with fun new genres and great prizes!
In the GoG, you write or you die.

2018 has been a rich bounty of stories!

We got SO many entries this year it's been hard to keep track! I'll be updating this Winners' Journal as we go, but right now we only have Week 1 and Week 2 winners decided... stay tuned for Week 3 and the Grand Prize!
On that note, about judging: each piece receives a score based on 10 pts in 3 categories of our judges' choosing, then that score is averaged for the piece. The pieces with the top three scores win.
However your scores for the grand prize are aggregate which means we are going to average all the averages you got over the course of the contest. That means if you don't do well one week but you crush it the next two, you're definitely in the running f


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So main thing, obviously if you haven't noticed doughboycafe hung up her hat after a good old stint at it! I know Jen isn't going far so it isn't goodbye but she has been a fantastic CV and team player! It also means we have now got the awesome Scott aka BlackBowfin, who has been a writer I have admired for years on the team! There is still vacancies for future lit CVs as we want to keep the team fresh (I will be going soon myself) so if you are interested please check out the application process or talk to any of us!

It has been a bit quiet this month post-FFM, post-GoG and a few other stock events concluding. It is usually like this in August, but that isn't a bad thing! If you are running any lit events in the upcoming months, don't forget to drop a note to a CV or CRLiterature so we can support them where we can. I am however looking forward to the back-end of this year with some of the other stock events such as Memnalar 's Halloween, NaPoWriMo and of course Critmas taking centre stage!

Keep the DD suggestions coming please- nearly all of my August DDs have been selected through those who have suggested so I really appreciate the suggestions! 

Hope you are all well :)

Becca

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Tuntalm Featured By Owner 4 days ago
Thank you so much for the daily deviation today :hug: It means the world to me!
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AspiredWriter Featured By Owner Jul 27, 2018  Hobbyist General Artist
thanks for the DD! you are awesome! AWmote-Aww by AspiredWriter :tighthug: :love:
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vespera Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2018  Professional Writer
:love: thank you for the DD you lovely person you
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BeccaJS Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2018   Writer
No worries, just sorry you had one dingbat have a grumble over it- there is always one :eyeroll:
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vespera Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2018  Professional Writer
It's to be expected, which is the sad thing. His critique is totally valid. His methods of critic are not okay.

It's not personally triggering to me, but I could have been someone who was. Like an 18-year-old woman who has just processed a rape. I'm not dealing with it. And he's a moron for using dA as a business account and "doing business" like this. He's actually lucky, in my book, that I saw him leave that comment on mine and not someone I know is younger. Cause then I would have called his business partner up and had a chat about professionalism between artists and bully culture.

And then bemoaning to me about the good old days of dA.... like five years ago when you joined buddy? LOLLLLLLLLLLL.
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DC-26 Featured By Owner Jul 2, 2018
Thanks very kindly for watching me. 
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beeswingblue Featured By Owner Jun 30, 2018   Writer
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Belladonna-Morte Featured By Owner Jun 26, 2018  Student Writer
Thank you so much for the DD! This is my very first feature and I am eternally grateful for such an opportunity to have my work featured :heart: :hug:
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SheDares Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2018  Professional General Artist
Thank you so much for the DD, means a lot :tighthug: :heart:
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MotleyDreams Featured By Owner Jun 1, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
To return to dA and see that you're still serving the literature community after all this time, you have a level of devotion that's impressive and touching. This is just a quick note to say thank you, and I hope you have a wonderful day! :heart:

Emote Sign: Thank You - F2U! 
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BeccaJS Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2018   Writer
Haha I am like wallpaper- stuck to the walls!
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CortneyNocturnal Featured By Owner May 31, 2018
Thank you so much for the DD! You made my day! It truly means the world to me ♥ :hug:
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BeccaJS Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2018   Writer
No worries :)
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philologie Featured By Owner May 30, 2018
Hello! I'm running a bit behind on thank you notes, but I thought I should stop in and thank you for your recent favorite :rose:
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inthespacebetween Featured By Owner May 18, 2018
i just wanted to thank you personally for the daily deviation & feature. it was super unexpected & just what i needed lately. <3
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BeccaJS Featured By Owner May 19, 2018   Writer
No worries, it was a pleasure :)
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TwilightsFall Featured By Owner May 17, 2018
:)
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defaultking Featured By Owner May 1, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for the DD and feature :)
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lemontea Featured By Owner Apr 19, 2018
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Sorry to see you go.
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BeccaJS Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2018   Writer
Where am I going?
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lemontea Featured By Owner Apr 26, 2018
You left my elite llama club!
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BeccaJS Featured By Owner May 2, 2018   Writer
Ah yes sorry, I went on a group-reduction activity :(
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Ozuchi-Kozuchi Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
I need to thank you for the DD feature from January! I was wondering why there was so much traffic during my absence. :P
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haijinik Featured By Owner Mar 23, 2018  Student Writer
i don't often personally than folks for joining FFF, but i am honored that you joined up! thanks heaps, and i hope you find our tutorial bank helpful.
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BeccaJS Featured By Owner Mar 25, 2018   Writer
No worries, I have been refreshing my groups making sure I keep up with decent active literature groups and clear away the dormant ones :)
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