Welcome, one and all! Old and young, righty or lefty, black and white! What happens when imagination, creativity, and the sheer power of simple words combine? A world is created. A good world, full of light and love, happiness and prosperity. A bad one, full of darkness and hate, misery and death. It doesn't matter! A world is a world, no matter what it's contents. And I have brought you here, you, you wandering little trouble-maker. I have you brought you to my world. A world created by my own use of vocabulary, by my own ideas, straight from the heart.
[In short, welcome to my writing thread!]
-- Edited by Emberpaw at 22:37, 2009-02-23
-- Edited by Emberpaw at 23:20, 2009-02-25
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We all have our moments: A moment to cry, a moment to laugh. A moment to be held, a moment to be let go. A moment to be sad for not having what we want, and a moment to be happy with what we got.
Yeah, we all have those moments. And I advise you not to put them to waste.
We all have our moments: A moment to cry, a moment to laugh. A moment to be held, a moment to be let go. A moment to be sad for not having what we want, and a moment to be happy with what we got.
Yeah, we all have those moments. And I advise you not to put them to waste.
Why in the devil you want to know about me? Oh, well, not my problem.
I removed the poems from here, btw, because when I re-read them, I said to myself, "Whoah...was I really that much of a crappy writer?" :l But now I'm a bit better (Hopefully!), so expect much better stuff. And not just poems! xD
What I write: Basically, I write just about anything. From haiku to a short story, from fan-fiction to song lyrics. Romance? sure! Horror? Why not? It may not be that scary, but hey, who cares? Nothing erotic, though. Because that's just sick. >_______>;; Characters: Many. I usually write something abotu already made characters, but whn i feel really inspired, I'll create a new one. Currently, I have about fifteen main ones, most animals, but three are humans. :3 Writing style: I'm...not entirely sure. ._. I have been reading a lot of good books by authors like Victor Hugo, Eugene Ionesco, Emily Dickenson, and Sue Monk Kidd, and I've been trying to write like them, but a bit simpler. Ya know, just so people actually think i'm decent. xD Inspirations: Lots! The ones listed above, and many others: Erin Hunter, Ann Brashares, Kate DiCamillo, Alexandre Dumas, and my friend Kezzi on dA. Kezzi has this great original story, Graffiti.Go check it out! :3 Warning: It may contain some mature content. Muse music: Music has inspired alot to write stories and poems and whatnot. Here are some that I usually listen to when I'm having writers' block: The Beatles, Muse, Jason Mraz, Bryn christopher, Lauryn Hill, Colbie Caillat, Three Days Grace, Paramore, Foo Fighters, etc, etc. Also, Japanese music rocks! It's really inspiring, and I can understand half the lyrics because I'm currently learning japanese. :3
-- Edited by Emberpaw at 00:45, 2009-02-24
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We all have our moments: A moment to cry, a moment to laugh. A moment to be held, a moment to be let go. A moment to be sad for not having what we want, and a moment to be happy with what we got.
Yeah, we all have those moments. And I advise you not to put them to waste.
Firesea sighed as he watched Cottonsky chase the butterflies playfully. "Cottonsky, can't you be still for one second?" He asked, a hint of annoyance in his voice. She halted, grinning playfully, then bounded merrily towards him. "Oh, c'mon. Why do you always have to be so grumpy?" She mewed back, giggling. "Why are we here anyways?" Chuckling, he leaned in closer to her,smiling crookedly. Finally, his nose was pressed against hers, causing her to blush under her milky-white fur. "I wanted to tell you something..." A shiver of delight crept upon Cottonsky's spine as his hot breath caressed her whiskers. "Really? Because...I have something to tell you too." She replied, gazing into his blue eyes. Firesea lifted his paw, then placed it gently on her back. I can't do this, He thought. But I must, I just can't let her suffer. His eyes clouded with worry, three simple words escaped his lips. "I love you." Smiling weakly, she replied, "I love you too, Firesea." Their hearts pounded wildly at the same time. He smiled nervously, unsheating his claws slowly. "And I'll always love you, no matter what anyone says or does, or no matter what I do or say." Firesea whispered. Cottonsky smirked. "I kno-" All of a sudden, a shriek was heard, and all the fores seemed to be silent for that short time. She lay limp on the floor, blood staining her beautiful pelt.A single tear trickled down Firesea's cheek. "No matter what..." Shutting his eyes tightly, he tried to to forget the regret he felt for having to have done this. Opening them again, he spotted a patrol coming towards him, with Mountaincave leading them. "What happened here?" He panted, noticing Cottonsky's dead body. Firesea pressed his muzzle against her pelt, crying more and more. "I...I was just hunting with her, then I told her I was going to bring this vole back to camp. As I was walking, I heard a scream. I went back, just to find her here,l aying dead." He explained between sobs. Mountaincave ordered Bearpaw and Dewfoot to bury her, then he turned to Firesea, a sympathetic look in his eyes. "I know how much you loved her, Firesea. And we all mourn for her. Why don't you sit vigil for her?" he asked. Firesea nodded slowly, staring at Cottonsky's lifeless figure. Forgive me, my love...
Cottonsky, Firesea (c) Twigs~ Mountaincave, Bearpaw, and Dewfoot (c) Me [~Mysterious-heart,~Wishful-soul] Original Warriors (c) Erin Hunter
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We all have our moments: A moment to cry, a moment to laugh. A moment to be held, a moment to be let go. A moment to be sad for not having what we want, and a moment to be happy with what we got.
Yeah, we all have those moments. And I advise you not to put them to waste.
Nai, this may appear to be random, but it's not really.
A crappy poem I wrote about my favorite plushie from when I was nine. He was an adorable little moose, whom I named Elliott. I brought him to this store when my mom and I went food-shopping. I...accidentally left him there. I don't know where, somewhere in a shopping cart maybe, or on a shelf. I loved Elliott a lot, he was my most favorite toy ever. It was only until we finally got home that I realized he wasn't cradled in my arms. I know it's kind of silly, but, I actually cried when we went back to the store and found nothing but food items. We even asked one of the employees, nai. No luck.
I really, really, really miss my darling little moose-boy. :<
-- Edited by Emberpaw at 16:29, 2008-11-15
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We all have our moments: A moment to cry, a moment to laugh. A moment to be held, a moment to be let go. A moment to be sad for not having what we want, and a moment to be happy with what we got.
Yeah, we all have those moments. And I advise you not to put them to waste.
I've wasted all my time I've let the rest go Just to have you
But I'll never get it right I'll never succeed 'Cause I can never win I can never win you
I have all I could ask for But not what I need I've won it all From big to small
These carnival games They're just too easy "Piece of cake," Like I always say
Yet I never thought How hard this one would be Just to win the grand prize I'm desperate You see __________________________
Opinion plz? :3
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We all have our moments: A moment to cry, a moment to laugh. A moment to be held, a moment to be let go. A moment to be sad for not having what we want, and a moment to be happy with what we got.
Yeah, we all have those moments. And I advise you not to put them to waste.
Fwee, thankies~! x3 Haha, maybe, I'm bubbling with inspiration! I feel like writing a Christmas/winter one. xD
*Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, had a very shiny nose~*
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We all have our moments: A moment to cry, a moment to laugh. A moment to be held, a moment to be let go. A moment to be sad for not having what we want, and a moment to be happy with what we got.
Yeah, we all have those moments. And I advise you not to put them to waste.