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A few days ago we had a chat to discuss community issues and solutions (see the original journal for details). Huge thanks to everyone who came and raised awesome points!

It took 45 minutes for the volume of talk to max out Sta.sh Writer's character limit and this chat went for two more hours, so I'm just going to summarize the key discussion points, starting with big actionables for #CRLiterature and for the community.

I've put the chat stuff lower down as it's denser: the outside bullet is the issue, and the inside bullet is possible solutions (not necessarily in order, each point is really a response to the original issue). There is a lot to think about in there, but feel free to pick and choose the issues you care most about. :)

Sorry for leaving a lot of stuff out, but I hope you guys are too busy figuring out how best to act on what we discussed to pay too much attention to that. Also, feel free to re-raise issues in the comments here! And check out :star:s for potential solutions.


#CRLiterature

  • More educational opportunities—publishing, writing for fun, writing as a career, etc. (We do have a Project Educate week on Story Planning coming up, so stay tuned!) Basically something inclusive that doesn't end up centered on one group or another. Don't just educate about writing, educate about interacting with the community. And, while we're at it, more critique chats!
  • Better support for new writers—#Expose-Lit is out there, but as the 'official' literature hub we should have more of that going on.
  • Better explanation of what you can do as a member of the group. In addition to posting your news, we can also help you host a chat event or offer contest prizes/judging. People haven't really taken advantage of this, though. You don't have to be an admin to contribute!

Community

  • PROMOTE #CRLiterature! If you have friends who are interested in the literature community, please get them to watch #CRLiterature; if you run a literature group, please consider affiliating (after reading our guidelines on the home page) and link your members to communitywide blogs like this one—and post your news. We had about 30 people attend the chat, and that was great, but it would have been even better to see more new faces.
  • Going with the above, favorite/comment when news articles (e.g. FotoFriday :eyes:) are posted and share them in your journal or your chat. Both are needed to get these to the footer for maximum visibility. Also, participate in contests and prompts when they happen! We know it's not easy to think of something all the time, but if there isn't return on an activity, there's no reason to keep doing it.
  • Be proactive. Do you have an idea for an event you'd like to see? Don't expect someone else to think of it—it's your baby. Note the group if you need help organizing it or if you just need a place to do it.

Chat Discussion

  • `MagicalJoey: How does one go about offering support to those newer/younger poets whose only support structure is their little friend who thinks that all their work is great?

    • `PinkyMcCoversong: I like to use the sandwich method. The bread is something nice, or a compliment -- you have a layer of bread at the top and bottom of your critique. In the middle you have meat and veggies, the really important stuff that might be hard to take, and then you cushion it with more bread.
    • *LadyBrookeCelebwen: I tend to go read the person's profile page first. If they're nice and polite to other people, I'm more willing to try than if their first comment on the page is about how mean so and so was and that they need to go off and die. And I agree with `PinkyMcCoversong, if they're not here to improve, I'm not going to force critique on them.
    • =Lucy-Merriman: I think tempering encouragement with critique and, most importantly, examples of good writing. A young writer needs to develop their taste.
    • ^Beccalicious: There was talk of someone trying to revive the #Adopt-A-Writer programme, which could help. (:star: you can try noting `nycterent if you're interested in taking over this group!)
    • ~softlikewhispers: I think this is more related to the individual than to the literature community, so to say.... I believe if a person is on dA writing and wants to hear a truthful opinion, he or she will know where to go.
    • =SilverInkblot: I've adopted a policy of not giving critique unless asked, or unless given to writers that are well established in the community/ that I know won't bitch (too much :P)
    • `PinkyMcCoversong: I think that if we focus on the people who give us crap for helping them, we're not using our time wisely at all. And it widely discounts the kids who ARE being receptive to feedback.
  • =OHiNeedTea: I'm sorta concerned about the interaction between writers on dA because I just find it difficult to get much of a response from people...even when I try to just start up some kind of conversation with people it just fizzles out because most people don't seem to care about anything that isn't themselves or their writing :(

    • `PinkyMcCoversong: I know that I take longer to respond to intensive critiques, and a lot of the time I stew in them and then just say thank you, this well be helpful in my revision. I find that defending my choices as a writer is usually unhelpful, you know?
    • =futilitarian: I also think that it's part of the dA thing. I've always always had to give a lot more than I get, comment wise.
    • ~K47454k1: Personally I try not to respond heavily to critique as a matter of grace. It's too easy to get into the pitfalls of interaction where it's easier to just read the thing say thank you offer to return the favor and let the feedback percolate.
    • :devjamberrysong:: I feel like there always needs to be a lot of questions on both sides for a critique to be really engaging. If a person comes in and pounds the writer with just their impressions but doesn't ask any questions, they might not be answering the questions the writer needs to be asking.
    • ^NicSwaner: The source of this problem is about how active the readers are and how willing they are to be engaged in someone else's work, which lately, people are waiting for the work to come to them in the form of their message centers, features, DD's and things of the sort. I feel that as useful as the message center is to everybody, it makes them hide behind it as well.
    • ~BrokenTales: Is there some consensus that long critiques might be overwhelming to the author? ((Answers: leaning yes.)
    • =futilitarian: If I'm planning a total overhaul and someone's nitpicking details, it's annoying. If the critique is pitched at the right level for where I'm at with the piece then it's awesome.
    • ~Tense: I think long critiques do in more time what a live discussion could do in muchhh less :/ (:star: Want to hold a critique chat? See above for how to do that!). I think as well critiquers want to know their efforts are appreciated, and I think it can be hard to express that as a receiver.
    • ^Beccalicious: A lot of chat regulars are quite happy to have impromptu crit sessions too, as long as the person asking is willing to give a bit too.
    • :star: I'm planning to do a guide on turning critique into a dialogue (from both sides). Thoughts welcome, and remember that we invite news submissions!


  • =Lucy-Merriman: Alright, basically, I'm concerned about a few of the lit groups--particularly #adopt-a-writer and #Writers-Workshop, because they both used to be really standout groups, and now they're kinda limping along like a half-dead lizard. Should we attempt to revitalize these groups, or have people just moved on to other groups?

    • =futilitarian: I think there's got to be an impetus on us all to note the admins of those groups and offer to help out, though.
    • ^neurotype: I think admins also need to be better about backup, there's this attitude of 'this is my baby' which makes it really hard for others to assist.
    • *LadyBrookeCelebwen: Real life is a huge problem. And part of me says that in the long run, it's hard to keep things alive.
    • :star: `IrrevocableFate's Love dA Lit series lists groups that need help, and you can crosspost journals to #CRLiterature!
    • :star: Also think about what you're doing with your group: =Lucy-Merriman mentions #House-of-Playwrights as a great genre-specific group; other prompt-specific ones like #ScreamPrompts have had a lot of success, too. If you're only using groups for exposure, don't expect a lot of return.
    • =EclecticQuill: If an experienced writer founds a group with a good team of admins, then they wouldn't need to devote massive amounts of time to it.


  • ~Tense: People complain about fragmentation in the community, but I think it's something that should be embraced. It's pretty obvious that people throughout the community want different things from their experience of the site, so in my opinion the goal should be to help likeminded people find each other rather than to try and make changes to attitudes on any large scale.

    • ^neurotype: This has been a theme a few times: casual vs serious writers. The serious writers need to not assume everyone wants the sharp stick of critique jammed up their arse, and the casual writers need to not expect the serious writers to tone it all down. (casual like 'oh I just write to get my thoughts out' - closer to journaling - serious like really cares about the craft)
    • ^Beccalicious: That's kind of what we want out of #CRLiterature—it is supposed to be a "see what's out there in lit for you" and hopefully the appeal reaches to different people—which is why we want to really encourage groups and individuals to CROSS POST THEIR JOURNALS :star:
    • *LadyBrookeCelebwen: How do you get a sense of unity and common ground for everyone though? Not everyone is coming to lit for the same reason, and quite frankly, it'd be like expecting everyone in any other group to have a sense of unity.
    • =futilitarian: If everyone in this room participated in one awesome lit group and entered one contest a month and posted one awesome forum thread a month and suggested one DD a month, the lit community would be in pretty good shape, imo. I think those things are ways of promoting the community and getting it visible and out there as much as about fostering a sense of community. (:star: ^Beccalicious and I are pretty dry on notes. Seriously, I get 5-10 a week maximum.)
    • `PinkyMcCoversong I'd like to see fewer contests and more challenges/prompts.
    • ^Beccalicious: I am a little hesistant about using contests to "entice" the community into doing things. At the time they work well but as soon as they are over, the incentive is gone and everything goes back to white noise.
    • ~BrokenTales: contests with critiques as prizes have a little more potential, but only if the winner is of the kind to engage with the critiquer.
    • ~Tense: I kind of think making use of the chat is key.
    • *toxic-nebulae: If you've just started out and aren't sure whom to watch, I'd suggest looking at the galleries/watch lists of anyone who comments on your pieces, or watches you, since chances are they have the same type of thing.

  • `PinkyMcCoversong: I focus a lot of my energy on providing information and resources for writers interested in publishing. I'm wanting to know if this is helpful to the larger community, and whether we need more, and if people in general know where to find this kind of information on site.

    • ^neurotype: Beccalicious mentioned this earlier, why don't we make a bigger deal about good advice? :P
    • =EclecticQuill: The problem is, that 99.9999% of the time, the message stops with you...because those that hear it don't pass it on.
    • ^Beccalicious: Why aren't people faving, commenting and spreading the word on good articles anymore? We spend a lot of time planning things like our PE weeks and then when an article has spent a long time being put together, its sad to see it garner 5 favs and 1 comment. :star: +FAV/COMMENT PLEASE.
    • `HaveTales-WillTell All we can do is encourage our friends to pass stuff on. If a few do, it keeps going: like a nuclear reaction that just won't catch, but doesn't quite fizzle out either.  :nerd:
    • (General consensus: For those of us who are interested in publishing, being able to find accurate resources easily would be great. Here's a good starting point. Also, *SadisticIceCream, `apocathary, #Lit-Source.)
    • =doughboycafe: A hub would be great, or, of there already is one (I kind of feel like Love dA Literature is great for that). But also a realistic couple of articles about publishing. I agree with a lot of comments that publishing is great, but also writing because you like it is great. Perhaps it would be good to discuss the fact that publishing isn't the end all be all, but a great goal if you want to pursue it...and then...how to be ready to publish. Because I also feel like besides knowing how to find good places to sell yourself, there are a lot of steps that lead up to even being ready to submit.


  • *LadyBrookeCelebwen: I wonder if in our quest to fix dA Lit, we're running off a lot of people. It's fine that a lot of us want critiques and detailed comments but I'm not sure that openly complaining about comments that are just "I love this", for example, is the best way to go about it. I know that we want to fix things, but I worry about driving off people that don't want to hardcore invest in it.

    • =futilitarian: I don't think that's the aim and I don't see how it will be the effect of making the lit community tighter.
    • ^neurotype: I think the issue is that people want more critique, but it gets phrased as 'I don't like what I'm getting now' sometimes.
    • =SilverInkblot: I don't think the complaint there is about casual commentary—the complaint is about the lack of anything aside from casual commentary.
    • ~Tense: I think we should encourage people to be more communicative about what they want in general.
    • =doughboycafe: I think it's pretty natural to want just a sentence or two about *why* someone liked something, even if it's a comment on visual art. But it's not as though a three word comment should be discarded. Still it seemed to me like the problem was that lit community members wanted more of an effort from other lit community members. It's really easy to tell people what you want. You can just put it in the artist's comment and ask if certain things are working or not working.
    • ^NicSwaner: Maybe the problem lies with the anticipation for feedback and high expectations that aren't satiated?
    • (Some commentary on feeling like you don't deserve critique because you don't give it out.) :star: Don't forget the Lit Forum's monthly crit thread, and that you can post in the Thumbshare Forum! Easy ways to find people who say they want critique if you don't know anyone particular already.
    • ~Tense: I think specifically asking someone for critique implies that you really value it.
    • =OHiNeedTea: The only time I really feel annoyed about a very short comment is when it's supposed to be an exchange and I write a mac off detailed critique sandwich and then I get "I like this, there's nothing I'd change" in return... because I always think that's not true, they're just being nice! :star: Don't be afraid to ask that people return a critique, maybe by note if you're shy.
    • ^Beccalicious: Also I often think people think critique giving has to be a 4000 word essay, when sometimes a few pointers can go just as long.
    • (Discussion of #theWrittenRevolution's successful practice of requiring members to submit a critique when they send a deviation to the group gallery. Also, questions for critiquers to respond to specfiically.)




  • ~BrokenTales: This might sound arrogant (it probably is), but I do feel that journal/group features get thrown around like candy with doing much good. A little exposure, maybe a comment from an onlooker (maybe), but other than that nothing of benefit for the author. I would like to see more features that have at least some feedback for the author attached. Can we encourage this?

    • ~BrokenTales: Well, if we agree that it should be this way, we could lead by example. Perhaps if someone asks for advice on a contest, or feature lists, or just generally chatting, we can try and encourage a little description when they feature things.
    • `PinkyMcCoversong: I wonder if the scheduling thing will help this. :star: Hey, beta testers! Try scheduling your posts!
    • ~Tense: As for the features thing, I think if your features were thoughtful and regular, people would keep coming back to see what you were sharing. The trick really is for individuals to make their profiles somewhere worth visiting and exploring writing from, as opposed to just hoping everyone will improve their features, which is just not realistic.
    • ^Beccalicious: I discussed with someone in the journal about people making better use of their journals and artists comments to sell their pieces to the reader.

Discussion Questions

  • Do you think the topics covered are things we can or need to change?
  • What do you think you can do as an individual to improve the community?
  • Is there a topic NOT discussed here you feel needs addressing?


PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU DO NOT LIKE YAOI THAT MEANS BOY X BOY.

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   England sat in discomfort. Why did he agree to visit America in the first place? He remembered America saying something about another plane he had built he was sure he had only come so that he could make fun of the plane, but something else was telling him he was there for a different reason. America came in from the other room smiling. "Yo England what's up?!" England frowned slightly. "Hello America why did you invite me here anyway?" America put his arm around England's shoulder. "Dude remember when you took me out for drinks? Well I'm gonna take you out to thank you! It's like a date!" England blushed slightly. "D-don't call it a date you idiot!" Later on they went out for drinks and as we all know England can't hold his liquor... America helped England back to his house and lay him on his couch. England was completely drunk. America leaned towards England's mouth he could smell the alcohol on his breath he leaned closer to England and kissed his mouth gently. England sat straight up. "W-what the hell are you doing?!" America held England's hands back and grinned. "This is me thanking you.~" England blushed and tried to escape America's grasp, but America was to strong. America leaned over England and licked his ear. England shuddered. America lifted up England's shirt and licked his nipples. "Hnng.~" England moaned softly as America began to suck his nipples. England's heart was beating so fast he thought for sure America could hear it too. "Arthur." America whispered into his ear. "D-don't call me that!" America smiled and pressed his hand against England's crotch. England turned his head and flinched. "A-america don't..." America smirked and began to unzip England's pants and then caress the bulge under England's boxers as he did the bulge under England's boxers got harder. "A-ah...!" England moaned as America slipped off his boxers. "Arthur you're already hard how cute, and to think I've hardly started.~" "H-how far is he going to go?" England thought to himself. America put his hands on England's hips and flipped him onto his stomach. "You have such a cute ass Arthur.~" America said as he pressed his index finger against England's trembling hole. "P-please don't I can't take it..." Those were the only words England could manage to choke up. America didn't listen and popped his finger inside England. England clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as America forced a second finger into him. "A-ah nng.~" England moaned as America moved his fingers around his hot quivering insides. America slid his fingers out of England. "No that I have you warmed up we can get to the best part.~" America said as he flipped England over onto his back. England didn't understand, he had been licked, sucked, and fondled with. What did America mean by "best part?" America grabbed England's legs and spread them apart. America then unzipped his pants revealing his throbbing erection. "N-no America don't do that i-it won't fit." America smirked. I'll make it fit.~" America pressed his hard cock against England's wet and trembling hole. "Ah.~" England moaned, just the feel of America's hot and hard erection pressed against him was way to much for him to handle. "I'm putting it in." America said in a low comforting tone. England turned his head and looked at America with weak eyes. "P-please don-" But it was to late America was already halfway inside him. "A-ah stop it hurts!" England managed to say through the pain and the pleasure seeping all throughout his body. With each thrust England was becoming weaker and his insides became hotter. England put his arms around America's neck and pleaded. "P-please let me cum." America smirked. "Only if you say my name.~" America said. "A-alfred!" England gasped. "Go ahead then.~" America said. England came, it dripped onto the couch. "Oh don't get my couch dirty Arthur.~" America pulled his cock out of England and fell back onto the couch and sighed. He had obviously came inside of England. England crawled across the couch and snuggled up to America and smiled faintly. "Thank you...Alfred."
 I woke up at about 6 in the morning and ........ there was something wrong with karl. He was hopping around with a big smile on his face Idk what it was but it was kind of scaring me. So I started packing my bag cooler with pop tart's, 5 oranges , 8 huges, some sandwiches , and candy. Well stuff me and my friends would eat....and karl still had his scary smile on his stone face. 
I called my friends to make sure they were ready to go. Me and karl got into the car with my mom to go pick up my other friends and drive down to the lake. ( I won't even get into how I got my mom and dad to let karl stay and how I held back karl from trying to kill my family.) After we arrived I got out the bag cooler and the 2 blankets. We had to descide were to set up. My friend lily picked out a perfect spot underneath a tall pine tree.
As we finished setting up elisha pulled out a huge frisbee." Come guys lets play!" " I'll eat first." I said. " Awwww" They all said sadly. " Sorry but i'm hungry." " Fine but play when you finish." " Ok." He sounded like my little brother for a sec I said in my head. I graded a sandwich and karl came and sat next to me. He looked relaxed and little bit happy......I myself never seen him like that so it was kind of claming to me to know that he was happy. Soon after I ate the last bit of my sandwich karl graded an orange and tossed it in his for a little while and threw it like 4 inches in front of us. So I thought I play with him for a liitle bit. I graded myself an orange and said- " I CAN THROW FURTHER THIN THAT!" I yelled playfully. He turned to me and his face turned into dots and lines:I . Then I THREW THE ORANGE AS HARD AS I CAN AND......it just landed right in front of me. Karl's face still looked the same and so I got up graded the orange walked over to the lake droped the orange it the lake walked back and sat back down. "DID YOU SEE HOW FAR I THREW THAT!" This time karl got up graded his orange that he threw walked to the lake and threw that orange so hard it flew across the lake and it looked like it caught fire. I pulled out my weapon and turned it into a bike and hoped on the front and karl jumped on the back and then we were off.
 We were going to see where the orange had land.Once we got to the other side of the lake I saw the orange splat on the roof off the buliding I claimed up there to see the damage.
It was smoking....I had to pat on it to keep it from setting fire.Karl on the other hand was enjoying his self.
                                                                       To Becontinued... :I
 
 
"I didn't do much to him. All I did was make him stronger, and made his soul purpose to kill anyone who gets in my way." Drake said.
           "You're going to pay for this, Drake!" Diana yelled.
           "Oh, I don't plan on paying anything, but I do know that you will pay up your lives for interfering with my plans." Drake said. "Eliminate them, Marcus. I am going to work on this door." Marcus made growled, and began to use Shadow Claw.
           "Look out!" Aaron yelled. He and Diana dodged it, but Marcus was still not done. He used flamethrower on Aaron, and then hit Diana with another Shadow Claw. Both of them were barely able to get back up as Marcus backed up to prepare for another attack.
           "Drake really messed him up." Aaron said.
           "There has to be something that we can do in order to snap him out of it." Diana said. Aaron looked at Marcus's scarf that Diana was wearing, and got an idea.
           "Didn't Blade's team snap out of it when they reached their emotional limits?" Aaron asked.
           "Now that you mention it, they did return to normal when Blade was dying." Diana answered.
           "Do you also remember how much Marcus treasured his scarf? That was his only connection left to his family." Aaron said.
           "Are you saying that we should try to put the scarf on him, and see if he returns to normal?" Diana asked.
           "If the same method applies for Marcus, then it should work." Aaron answered.
           "Well, how do you plan to get the scarf on him?" Diana asked.
           "I don't know. I guess we just have to have the right timing in order to put it on him." Aaron said. Marcus didn't want to wait around any longer for an attack, so he used flamethrower on Aaron and Diana, but they managed to dodge it.
           "I guess that it is now or never." Diana said. Aaron nodded as he looked at Marcus. He knew that Shadow Ball wasn't going to work, and Double Edge seemed too risky. With no other options, he decided to use one of his new moves.
           "Let's do this." Aaron said. He ran up to Marcus, and yelled, "Return!" Aaron tried to use the move to hit Marcus, but Marcus was faster, and managed to block the attack. Aaron quickly moved back, and saw the dark aura around Marcus begin to grow.
Another English 10-1 assignment

I am indifferent, and void.
I wonder if I am real.
I hear the screams of emotion inside.
I see them everywhere.
I want to feel them again.

I am indifferent, and void.
I pretend like the emotions of my past aren't real, and put up a front.
I feel the loneliness inside.
I touch the heavens.
I worry that I won't be able to control those feelings.
I cry that I wasted my time, i cannot remember my original desire.

I am indifferent, and void.
I understand that I am deceiving to myself
I say to my self not to forget
I dream of void spaces.
I try to recall the old me.
I hope that I can once again enjoy the times I live in.
I am indifferent, and void.
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Durante el camino al colegio el silencio dominó, alejando a aquel duo que caminaba bajo la sombrilla, Alice alzo el rostro disimuladamente para ver a su acompañante quien parecía estar perdido entre el barullo de la llovizna –no te parece hermoso- dijo Liam mostrando su dentadura marfil sin mirar a Alice quien se mostró desconcertada -¿hablas de la lluvia?-  
-sí. Siempre me trae ideas de nuevas historias… ¿a ti que te inspira a escribir?- cuestionó con cierto aire de filósofo, Alice se encogió de hombro y su mirada pareció perderse entre el sendero mojado –no necesito inspiración, solo necesito recordar lo que viví en algún pasado- Liam se sorprendió, en su vida jamás había estado con alguien que compartiera esa pasión por la escritura, entreabrió los labios pero Alice de adelanto –aquí está mi colegio, te agradecería si no hubieras estropeado mi sombrilla- explicó mientras caminaba hacia el edificio; Liam era un chico bastante abierto en cuanto a sus pensamientos y sin pensarlo dos veces  mientras miraba a la chica gritó a todo pulmón –¡Alice! ¡la falda te sienta bien! ¡se vería bien  en ti una peineta! – al son de estas palabras  la chica reviro agitando su cabellera, le miro con su rostro rojo como un tomate y el ceño fruncido -¡cállate idiota!- pero el chico solo le respondió con esa típica y pícara sonrisa, aquella sonrisa que hiso ruborizar más a la chica y le hiso huir hacia dentro del colegio.

Mino miro con recelo a Liam justo antes de llegar a la entrada del colegio y apretó los dientes rechinándolos de coraje. Hundido en los celos se aproximó a él mientras pensaba <<¿Qué es lo impresionante en él? ¿Cómo la enamoro? ¿ llevarán mucho tiempo de conocerse? Tal vez sea eso … >> Liam reviro ante el desconocido -¡toma una foto! ¡Dura más!- Mino lo miro con una expresión burda -¿hace cuanto conoces a Alice?- esta pregunta le dio mala espina a Liam, había algo en este chico que no le agradaba, pero contesto con serenidad –hace un día- sonrió levantando una ceja -¿Por qué? ¿te gusta? ¿Sientes celos?-a Mino le dio un tic en el ojo y sintió desesperación ante las abrumadoras preguntas de Liam –lamento decirlo amigo… pero Alice se ha enamorado de mi- dijo entre risas Liam haciendo que Mino diera un paso atrás con el cuerpo tembloroso y saliera corriendo al lado contrario soltando su sombrilla, mojándose con la lluvia, sintiendo como las gotas de lluvia se mezclaban con sus lágrimas saladas y amargas.
Liam se rasco la nuca con confusión y decidió seguir su camino.


El resto del día transcurrió como transcurre cualquier otro día de colegio, hasta que el timbre de salida finalmente resonó causando en los estudiantes un aire de alivio y tranquilidad. La lluvia se había transformado en una llovizna leve que apenas y anunciaba su presencia, lo único que dominó fueron los gritos de algunas estudiantes –¡Alice!- dijo una amiga de la chica quien se aproximó totalmente excitada –¡no me vas a creer quien está aquí!-
-¿Quién?
-es un famosísimo escritor, tu que has leído tanto debes de conocerlo…. Se trata del famoso escritor Liam Cross, además de ser apuesto y salir en miles de revistas.
-¿Qué? ¿Liam?- Alice se encogió de hombros y  desvió la mirada, él la había llegado a buscar para trabajar en el escrito, pero tenía otros pendientes –pero que insistente- musito Alice –Naomi, préstame tu sombrilla por favor, debo salir por la cancha trasera e ir a trabajar- le clamó la chica a su amiga, quien acepto con mucho gusto. Con rapidez Alice atravesó la escuela para salir por la parte trasera y escapar de Liam.
Mientras tanto Liam parecía un león dispuesto a atrapar a su presa, mirando de hito en hito la puerta de salida, acechando con sus ojos grises, esperando a que Alice saliera –menuda tonta, se debió haber marchado por otro lado- de golpe recordó que esa misma mañana la castaña le había dicho que tenía trabajo –tal vez debería dejarla trabajar y esperarla en casa… - musito para si mismo mientras se subía la capucha de sus sudadera y guardaba sus manos en el bolsillo caminando pensativo por la calle.
Como era de esperarse de una aspirante a escritora, Alice trabajaba en una librería cerca de su escuela, los grandes libreros, el olor a papel con tunta y piel de forro, eran lo que  Alice necesitaba para ser feliz, era su turno de atender la tienda. Aunque debido a la lluvia no había clientes –así que Liam Cross- musito mientras buscaba libros con ese nombre, se admiró al ver que había un estante casi lleno de sus escritos, jamás les había prestado atención, empezó a leer los títulos plasmados en los hombros de los libros "la rosa roja, el príncipe sin alma, el espantapájaros y el cuervo ciego, el chico de la máscara de barro" todos los títulos parecían ciertamente deprimentes pero muy interesantes. Sus ojos verdes se enfocaron en un titulo en específico "el chico de la máscara de barro" lo sujeto en sus manos y acaricio la pasta con delicadeza como si se tratara de un tesoro y a su mente vino la voz de Liam gritándole –¿verme linda con una peineta?- dejó el libro en su lugar y caminó a la caja registradora, la vitrina en la que estaba recargada era de un material reflejante y se miró en él, con sus pálidas manos recogió su larga cabellera ondulada y castaña y la sujetó simulando una peineta. El sonido de la campana anunciaba que un nuevo cliente entraba, ella soltó su cabello con rapidez  -sea bienvenido a la tienda, si necesita ayuda hágamelo saber- Exclamó algo sonrojada, esperando a que el cliente no le hubiera visto –entonces es verdad…- se trataba de la voz de Mino; Alice alzo el rostro y lo miró todo mojado por la lluvia y con expresión de dolo en el rostro –no sabía que te interesaban los libros…-
-¡¿Cómo pudiste?!- Alice se contrajo con algo de miedo al escuchar a Mino gritarle -¿de qué hablas?-
-ese hombre…Arruinaste lo nuestro ¡Maldita Perra!- tiró uno de los estantes con  ira.
-Mino, tranquilízate- Alice dio algunos pasos atrás mientras con tono gentil trataba de apaciguar al chico de melena alborotada quien poco a poco se acercaba más y más a ella clavándole la mirada con ojos rojos de tanto llorar.
Mino se acercó a ella y la agarró del cabello halándolo con fuerza y la tumbo contra la pared. La chica lanzó un quejido de dolor -¡Sueltame!- le dio una bofetada que resonó en toda la tienda. Mino indignado de su bolsillo saco un arma pequeña y lo colocó en la sien de la chica. Alice podía sentir el frio metal y el olor a plomo. Sus pupilas se dilataron y sus piernas empezaron a temblar -¿Cómo pudiste Alice?-

by.DianaVazk3z
(patente en tramite)
  • Mood: Wow!
I just had woken up. Sweat made my clothes stick to my skin like some sort of glue. I sighed, Knowing I would have to get up and 1. get this sweat off of my body, and 2. wake up and fake more smiles and say more "I'm okay's", and more "fine's." When in all reality would it matter? They wouldn't care either way. I decided to just shut my mind up and barrel into the shower. Literally having to peel my clothes off my body was a pain, but it felt good to let the air hit my sweaty skin. I turned my music up and just drowned out all the shit, even for a short moment.
 ~


I'll continue with this later. I'm new to this and don't really know how it works, but oh well!
Doodoododo~
I know right now
thisn't good
something might be misunderstood
just in x amount of time
you'll be mine
I know how far
Promise we won't
pass the line

but tonight, it maybe crossed

wait a sec, dododo~
we have,some time
Let's go commit a crime
Lights go out
and no one has to know
just how far we go


I know now
We shouldn't begin
What were we thinking
But my heart sinking
again & again
Remember everything, I know
Well; get caught, its ok
right now, they don't know

wait a sec, dododo~
we have,some time
Let's commit a crime
Lights go out
and no one has to know
just how far we go

Its a sickness
But its just for fun
Its a secret
If someone finds out Run

wait a sec, dododo~
we have,some time
Let's commit a crime
Lights go out
and noone has to know
just how far we go

And Oppa I'm not kid
They don't need to
they don't know anything
we did
felix or canum that is what they always argue about. but they are one. or to be specific two minds in one body. the body can die, just not them. they constantly fight for control, never winning just gaining the upper hand on the other. when felix is in control the being is benevolent, but when canum is in control blood flows freely. nothing canum does is considered kind. but before they were, there was the man with the harps chord. he lived a life of pleasure, of music and frivolity. but there was just on string he could never strum, the chord around his neck. if he ever took this one off he would die. the gilded curse could only be passed onto a lover. it stopped deaths hand from the wearer, but it was more than just that. the wearer had to walk alone, for ever.

Indie Authors, Bloggers, and Google Authorship

Journal Entry: Wed May 22, 2013, 9:40 AM



If you're a blogger, or an indie author (someone who should have a blog), then maybe you know about Google Authorship. If you don't, it turns out Google may have addressed a few problems -

* What if someone else with the same name as you comes along.

* What if someone plagiarizes your work.

* How to get your online content to stand out.

Google has a verification tool out. I had assumed that, since I use Wordpress, that the functionality was already built in. Surprisingly, not only was that not the case, it wasn't the case for nearly every blogger I follow.

I decided that some of the 10 reasons writers should claim their authorship markup would be worth the inevitable time to fiddle with anything under the hood of WP.

It turns out to not be that hard. I got that working in about five minutes. Wordpress users should also see [link].

The longer part of the process was setting up my social media presence in the first place... something I should have done months ago. Next step: dusting off my until-recently unused Google+ profile.


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