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So, your founder, well, I love writing. I mean, my life revolves around it. My dream is to become a published author, so I am very excited to have created a literature based group! YAY!!! I have a feeling we could have a heap of fun here! That is, if enough people join...

As the title suggests, this is a literature group for all writers alike! I welcome and encourage all of you to join!!!

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! This group accepts all forms of art, so, if, unlike me, you happen to be lucky enough to be multi-talented and want to share something other than your writing with us, or even if you're only interested in writing, please have a look and join if you can!! I'd love both of my groups to be equally awesome!!!

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Featured

Paradise of the MindThe sun-baked grass is warm beneath my back. The scent of clover and buttercups tinges the air, enveloping me in a delicate, lacy wrap, the kind of perfume that gods must favour. My eyes are closed, but there is no black here...I see nothing but pure, golden light behind my eyelids, the sun begging me to find comfort in its hot, healing rays.

I open my eyes, the colour of the sea during a storm, to the skies above. Never has there been a blue so regal. Never have the clouds been washed so white, so puffy and so proud of themselves in their perfection. Yet, despite these bleached cotton patches on the tapestry above, the sun never dulls. Its Paradise of the Mind by *HeadmistressMercedes

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Pieces of ParadiseI look at her
She looks at me
An expression of pure, utter glee
And asks me what my paradise is

Her head tilts along with mine
Her expression unchanged
A sister estranged
That asks me what my paradise is

I want to get to know you
For what kind of chain you are a link
Before you care what others think
You should know what your paradise is

The old spider in the morning dew
The intangible web connecting us all
Thunderstorms in the middle of fall
Are all parts of my paradise

The sound of rain on my windowpane
The sound of music and silence and wind
The night's shadowy-blueish tint
Are all parts of my paradise

The scent of old Pieces of Paradise by ~SulZala

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Place, Purpose, and Water TowersAtop this water tower, the world fades away, and I find myself anchored to something concrete for once.
I watch the sky come alive; blushing pale shades of pink while lavender veins pulse throughout the atmosphere.
I wish I could live like the sky.
The wind whispers that everything will be alright as long as I keep searching.

But what am I searching for?

Down below I'm everything and nothing at all.
I find myself running towards finish lines only to find that they are u-turns.
There are too many paths to choose, and I find my desires are scattered like dandelion seeds caught in the breeze.
Too many masks haunt me until Place, Purpose, and Water Towers by ~momoVSworld

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The Ghost of a Former SelfDarling, where did we fall?
When was it over?

My suitcase smells musty. Then again, it's been tucked away in the attic, unused and un-thought of. It was one of those things that was purchased for me, before I could even stand on my own two feet...a case bought for a day that I was never told about, and for which I could never truly prepare.

I fold my possessions into tiny cubes; all my thoughts, all my dreams, all my childish games of old are tucked into the corners of this dusty, grimy case, and I know they will never unfold in quite the same way. My carefree summer days, running about barefoot in the cool grass...I put those days in thisThe Ghost of a Former Self by *HeadmistressMercedes

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Poetry

WrongIs it wrong
To love men
You've never met?
Is it wrong
To swoon and cry and dream
About men
You’ll never meet?
Is it wrong to imagine
A life lost
In another dimension?
Where everything you wished
Came true?
Is it wrong
To be frozen in your tracks
By eyes that stab you
Through a screen?
Is it wrong to let a voice fill your soul
And let a smile warm your heart?
Is it wrong to find comfort
In imaginary arms?
When all hope is gone
And despair comes with the night?
Is it wrong
To love men
I’ve never met?Wrong by ~30SecondsToTheEdge

What You've Done to MeThe bruises and scars,
they might go away.
When the screaming and shouting hits a point,
a point where I just want to die.
The more I cry,
the more you seem to gain strength.
Every time you tell me to pack,
Every time you threaten me,
Every time I do my best to please you,
Every time you try to hurt me,
The closer I get to wanting to let go.
The closer I get to trying to leave.
You force me to "talk it out",
Which we both know means that you just berate me.
I try to put a strong face up,
I try to ignore your hurting venom.
The bruises and scars,
they might do away,
but my hate will be here forever.What You've Done to Me by ~corrosiveeyebleach

Empiricismshe grits her silver scalpel teeth
runs spectral fingers through
chlorine-brittle hair
she's
coalescing into
alloy lungs, she's
dressing in hypocrisies, she's
stretching amber bones &
laughing & it tastes like
ink &
tragedy is written out of
mucilage & bathos

she will craft you out of integers & alkaline fluids
(she's a connoisseur of kids like us).Empiricism by ~ColorBlindSushi

That girlThat girl has a crazy dad, a mother who is always saying she wants to die.That girl's brothers or sister died when they were just in their mom's belly.That girl is so happy they werent born because if they were the will be leaving in hell like their big sister.

That girl dosent have privacy, she's scared that her dad might be able to kill her if he dosent accept he has a mentall condition, that girl's father is literay crazy.

That girl used to find happiness way from her home in school with her friends, that girl didnt pay attention in class.That girl thinks of suicide but does not do it because that girl knows that there's a bright future That girl by ~MoonielovesMonsuno

Poetry

Prose

CarmenI met Carmen the day someone set the gym on fire. I’d known who she was before then—I’d heard the whispers of the tricks she pulled, and I’d seen her saunter up and down the clinic halls with a wicked glint in her eyes—but it wasn’t until I watched her drop an empty matchbox into a trashcan outside the smoldering gym that she let me into her incredible world.

“Mon dieu! I thought you were the nurse ready to bust me again!” she exclaimed. Then she took a moment to look me over. “Wait, I know you. Your name is Emma and you take your meds daily like a model patient. I am Carmen, by the way. Carmen by ~frizzymissizzy

Empty Room 'I guess I'm a record you're tired of, I guess we're just older now'
- Keane.
'It would tear me in two if I see you with someone else;
cut out my eyes and leave me blind'
- Hurts.

I slam the front door shut aggressively and lean against it. Completely crushed inside. I clench my eyes shut angrily and tighten my fists. I can’t believe it. It’s over. TEmpty Room by ~CupofCharlie

On a Dark and Stormy NightIt was a dark and stormy night in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.

It was a wrong number that started it, the telephone ringing three times in the dead of night, and the voice on the other end asking for someone I was not.

“In a sense, I am Jacob Horner.”

“Where now? Who now? When now?” said my Aunt Dot, in a voice that rustled.

“If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me.”

“I had the story, bit by bit, from various people, and,On a Dark and Stormy Night by *GuinevereToGwen

The Warlock. Chapter 1. MessengersJanuary, 372.

Cold gales blew up from the south, turning the land frosty, as though covered in glass. Spiderwebs hung between fence posts, sparkling like silver, and the oxen milling in the fields had thick red coats, their fur stuck in frosty wads. The few men and women around wrapped themselves up in layer after layer, cloaks covering their shoulders as they moved around their business, though their step was brisk as they hurried to return to the warmth of their homes. It was a small village of thatch roofed houses, smoke coiling up into the bleak grey sky from dozens of chimneys, and around it fields of brown and white and green stretchedThe Warlock. Chapter 1. Messengers by ~an1m8r

Prose

Mind to Paper Literature

ImmaLegitZombieIt happened...
Again...
He kissed me!
In Maria's room..
But i wasn't as upset this time
Because he told me he really wanted to
So he did and it was Just perfect<3
Moments like that are the reason i wish i could just freeze time

Because when I'm laying down next to him in his arms
My head on his chest
It feels perfect
It feels right
When I'm with Dylan there is no wrong nor right
No up or down
Hot or cold
Black or white.
When we're together its like we become connected

I've never felt that way about anyone before...
I've tried to but...
I don't exactly know...Dylan just has that certin Something about him..
That I haven't found in any other guy
Oh yeah, He talked to me about 'us' a few days ago..
He says he Really does still love me (:
And that he wants it to Work but.. he doesn't feel like things are the same
Maybe its not always about Fixing what broken..
Sometimes you just have to start back over to create something new, Right?
Right..
Hopefully that silly boy will cImmaLegitZombie by ~snowXD

My Suicide NoteDear Mom and Dad,
I’m sorry for being such a disappointment to you two. Time and time again, I seem to always let you down. I can never make you guys proud of me. I don’t have the achievements like that of a valedictorian, or the skills like that of a polymath, any of those that would make you proud. No, I’m just simple old me, a daughter who was never good with Math, never good with words, and never good at anything she does. Instead, she was stuck with the ever present gift of bad luck. I seem to always attract bad luck where ever I go. For all those times you guys feel damned, I’m sorry for that. It’s my faultMy Suicide Note by ~VampiMummy

Dark thoughts in a brightly lit pubSweat, heat, drums, too much noise, too much people…
I’m not myself anymore; I haven’t been myself for ages now. Where’s she gone, I wonder?
The beer is in my hand and with every sip I slip, for the last time now. There’s no way I’ll ever get back up. I let the noises in my head and the poison in my veins, drag me away. I see her, but I don’t even bother to say her name. I quit! Alright? I quit! Drag me away now. Do what you always wanted. I’m too tired and she’s too dead anyway. The memories of her, cut deep. Oh! How the sweet pain drains the life, from this corpse I live in. The drunkerDark thoughts in a brightly lit pub by ~stepwisePT

My DadWhen I was little, my dad was a superlative.

He was the strongest, the bravest, the most the best. No man could compete with him. He didn't just set the bar, no, my dad was the bar. He could do no wrong in my big youthful eyes.

When I became a teenager, my dad was nothing but wrong.
His expectations: wrong.
Means of discipline: wrong.
Opinions of my boyfriends: wrong.
And it was hard to understand how a man of such great stature could take such a fall. Especially to such a smart daughter like me, who was above the petty "ugh, my parents suck!" complaints of a typical teen. I, who searched for a higher understanding, could not possibly be atMy Dad by ~kushamisaru

Mind to Paper Literature

Fanfiction

Mewtwo: The Search for the Truth pt.2On the Fifth Island of the Sevii Islands, far south from the coast of the Kanto region, sat what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse.

From the outside it seem as any derelict building would: rusted parts along the walls and roofing, vines starting to grow along the sides, and the door looking so old and rusted there was chance of getting it open. But this was only a ruse, for inside was the true nature of this place.

Inside this complex was, in fact, the criminal organization Team Rocket’s base for shipping any and all equipment and pokemon for their control of the Kanto region, and eventually the world.

There were stations were diMewtwo: The Search for the Truth pt.2 by ~technomizer

Abducted by the Akatsuki - chapter 2 | COMMISSION by =MajorasMasks

My Little Brony: Fanships are Tragic, 2-2My Little Brony: Fanships are Tragic, Chapter Two: Buttercity (Scarcity X Buttercup) Page 2-

The fabric of reality divided asunder, revealing the somewhat-less-than-imposing form of the nerdy unicorn brony, Moonshine Yokels. Technically, teleporting in this way destabilized the texture of the universe itself, shortening (by about half a century per use) the time remaining before all of existence collapsed into a primordial haze, so he only used it for emergency situations, like this one*.

The butt-tat brigade stood before him. Troublemakers of the worst sort**, the brigade had been formed with one purpose in mind: to forge the permission My Little Brony: Fanships are Tragic, 2-2 by ~Kereth-Midknight

Last Night's Fake Blood Pt. 3

A prolonged high-pitched wail could be heard with an unbroken tone emitting from a police car as it drove recklessly to reach the scene of an incident. Unfazed Shizup kept his eyes lowered on a newspaper clipping that spoke about a recent murder.

“They call him T-Bone,” Kanra had written to the members of an online group called Dollars.

“T-Bone?” Inquired Taro Tanaka skeptically.

“How original,” A user with the handle name Setton commented bitterly.

“He’s gained a lot of attention, you know? Collecting the bones of his victims. He has given a whole new meaning to the expression, ‘SkeleLast Night's Fake Blood Pt. 3 by ~LovablePunk

Fanfiction

In need of Critiques

Missed the Bus, Still in PajamasThe alarm rings...
I overslept...
again. Missed the Bus, Still in Pajamas by ~saevusWinds

New Jersey Devil 1...maybe"Darkness is light and true love is blind. Take a step and leave it all behind. Come with me, and you shall see.
What special promises await for thee."
Those words captivated me, and I found myself placing my hand in his. He led me to a back room, his hand a feather around mine. I couldn't take my eyes from his. I had no mind of my own. I felt like I was drifting along, like I wasn't real. How strange. But I couldn't take my eyes from his, or my hand out of his, and my legs only worked in the direction he was leading me. Something about those words, and that smile had me sailing along after him.
His smile never faulted as we made our way New Jersey Devil 1...maybe by ~rennirenn

Nightfall in WinterAs the sun sets
The red hibiscus closes
A chill wind blows.Nightfall in Winter by ~Lhyrre

Never Letting GoHe was always alone.
Always putting on a pained smile,
Always twiddling his thumbs,
Always straying from the group.
He barely spoke,
He barely laughed,
Until she came along.
With her, he smiled,
He laughed,
He lived.
She barely spoke,
She barely laughed,
She barely lived.
Without her, he smiled,
He laughed,
He screamed.
Without her, he began anew,
He built,
He danced.
With her, he was happy,
He smiled,
He laughed,
He cracked.Never Letting Go by =blooperman12

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Songs and Lyrics

Then, Now and Always.All the days we never had and never will.
Choke on your love.
What a wonderful way to exit.
Asphyxiated.

I can remember the first time that i saw you.
You couldn't and didn't.
I had to do it for you.

An insensible tiny touch.
Hanging on every word, just to see your mouth move.
Incomparable - Undeniable - Indefinable.
Mine.

You showed me how to be, a utopian dream.
All i've known and all i've seen was entwined in your being.
Your fingers forever claspt in mine.

I can remember the last time that i saw you.
You couldn't and didn't.
I had to do it for you.Then, Now and Always. by ~IzzyTFD

LightsYou're pretty when the lights go low
You're sweeter when your mouth is full
You walk soft; you dance slow
But I don't wanna know

I like your lips, you paint them red
I like your eyes, they seem so dead
I like you in my bed
But you don't wanna go

Darling, dear,
I wish that you could see
You are beautiful
But you don't mean a thing to me

I don't have time for ugly things
But I like the way you sometimes sing
For golden chains and diamond rings
But they won't help you now

And I hate those ugly scars
That dance across my skin like stars
You can't see them in this bar
You wouldn't want to, anyhow

Darling, darling
I swear, I'll make you see
YoLights by ~KennyPane

Death's Beautiful FindWe have cheated Death by living everyday
By making miracles in medicine we only delay
What is supposed to be something that is short
Yet it's only something that was meant to be a sport
For Death still picks us off one by one
But now there's so many of us, it has lost it's fun

Why delay the obvious when it's going to happen anyway?
Is there really a point to do something that will delay
Death from taking you down to heaven or hell?
No I don't want to know if you are feeling well
What's the point of making sure that we try to deny
When all we're good at doing is something as simple as lie

Death is something that I can accept
It has always giDeath's Beautiful Find by ~bodders1991

OpaqueSits there just like that
Nobody sees her frown
Nobody would notice her smile anyway
Everybody else is busy bustlin’
She just sits there motionless
While the water falls out from her eyes
Because she’s tired of waiting, smiling, frowning, hoping
Tired of all of this

You are invisible to others
But I see you
Clearly displayed right in front of me
So don’t disdain
Because you are worthy
I saw your smile, your pretty smile
So will you smile again?

Not sure whether to blame those who couldn’t see you
Or to hate yourself for the insufficient effort
But I can clearly see that
You’ve done everything you ever could
I question the fog in front of
Everyone else’s blind orbs
To help ease your disheartened soul

You are invisible to others
But I see you
Clearly displayed right in front of me
So don’t disdain
Because you are worthy
I saw your smile, your pretty smile
So will you smile again?

Babe don’t start cryin’
CuzOpaque by ~SilverFickle

Songs and Lyrics

Chapter Stories

Stupid Happens: Just a Scratch by ~Leonardosbabygirl

Heartbreak Hotel Chapter 2Old Friends, New Boyfriends

The sound of an infomercial wakes me. I look around to see Aaron lounging in the love seat watching TV. "Morning," he says with the same kind smile.

"Morning," I mumble, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"Hungry?" He gestures to a plate of pancakes, scrambled eggs, biscuits, and a few strips of bacon on the coffee table in front of me. "They have a breakfast buffet downstairs, and I grabbed whatever looked good."

"You didn't have to do that," I say, but I take the plate anyway and eat it all.

"Who knew someone so small could eat so much," he laughs when I set the empty plate back down on the table.

I smile at hHeartbreak Hotel Chapter 2 by ~Mariovideogames

Heartbreak Hotel Chapter 1A New Beginning

"Welcome to Heartbreak Hotel!" the smiling receptionist says with a fake smile. They're all fake. The bright colors in the entryway are supposed to make you feel welcome, but I just feel uncomfortable. Heartbreak Hotel is a place where people with broken hearts go to start new lives, only the name is wrong. You don't leave this hotel. "I'll have one of our escorts take you to your new room."

Five seconds in and I already hate the attendant. I bet she hasn't had her heart broken. There's no way she could be that bubbly if she had. I stand awkwardly at the front desk in silence with my poker face on until I hear footsteps. I tHeartbreak Hotel Chapter 1 by ~Mariovideogames

Superhero Story Ch. 5 by ~Acornballs

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Fortnightly Themes

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Critiqued

a piece of horrorThe darkness of night slowly spread over the horizon; it penetrated through the windows into the house, filling the room with silent desperation. There was not a soul in the entire mansion. Not a single sound disrupted the divine silence that the walls granted over the years, except...

Du-dun, Du-dun, Du-dun.

Like a heart beat; low and steady, as if the house had a heart that was hidden within those walls. The darker it befell the louder the beat got. As if it feared, of what the darkness brought along. As if it wanted to escape, to jump out and run. As if it wanted to stop beating. The sound of something falling down and breaking pierced ta piece of horror by *yankumie

RoseI reach out again, already having forgotten it all from the last time... and as always, I'm careless and sting myself.

"Ow..." I murmur lowly to myself.

Oh how I wish to pick up the flower, take it home and show it my love. But, as usual, I'm too careless. I forget it hurts to touch Rose because the beauty captivates me. My eyes ignore the dark thorns, those that have the same color as the stem; they're fixated on the pretty part, the illusive part that captures me.

Only a day later I reach out again. But this time, I grab harder than usual, damaging myself and the flower. And again my feelings also stir, never getting used to the fact thaRose by ~Daggy1995

burning mirrors, freezing souls.ready?
…
set?
…
burn!

have you ever stopped
to think (clearly)?
i see nothing but
burnt out memories
inside your head
and a soul so freezing
cold that refuses to
melt.
stop screaming.

i'm the kind of demon
to scare you in your sleep
ripping apart your dreams,
feeding your nightmares.
is there anything darker
is there anything lighter
than nothing?

how does nothing look like?
take a look in the mirror,
you tell me.

smoke.
i can see it.
it's coming out of you.
taking away small
particles of thoughts.
blurry.
will you ever see again?

you've always hated mirrors,
you say they show you
your worst enemy.burning mirrors, freezing souls. by ~Write4Me

Delusional Overdose Lover.If I cannot understand
the almost mute speech
of my heart pounding
with increasing strength
as I get closer to you,
how can I expect to ever write
something more than nonsense?

Life is nothing but a dream,
so why is it I can't sleep?
Have I become an insomniac
in the infinite dream of existence?
I might be just a thought
in the dark abyss we call life.
Still I like to believe that I am
the most optimistic pessimist
you'll ever meet.

Even though I do my best
to be the poet you once told me
you would never understand
but I know that you'll always love,
I can't decide who is it that really betrayed me.
It could bDelusional Overdose Lover. by ~Write4Me

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Face Your Fears Contest Entries

Never to be WholeTo never be whole
A solid emptiness that echoes inside
With the hollow pit that once housed dreams
To understand what joy could be felt, should be felt
Yet know it will never be
Missing a piece, a nook crying to be filled
Another hole to add to the collection
To have waited, desperately waited
For what was promised in whispers
Promised in giggles, desires
Burning in frustration, ashes now cold
To never be whole
The dreams dead, never even lived
Mutated goals in desperation, sick and twisted
Beyond all sanity, beyond any beauty
A stillborn chance to join a ghost
Smiling in its unfocused tendrils of hope
And a touch of cynnicaNever to be Whole by ~dragonawakener

Water's EdgeI am sitting at the waters edge.
The sky is pale and grey, the sun filtering through the film of clouds that coat the horizon.
A pair of silent gulls scavenge for scraps at the tideline.
A woman in running gear walks past, a tiny black dog in tow, and then I am alone.
The waves, so soft and gentle, lap delicately at the toes of my sneakers.
And I am afraid.

I am playing at the water's edge.
The sky is cloudless, an even bright blue that stretches for ever.
My best friend's sandcastle has more shells than mine, but I don't mind.
Raspberry ripple icecream drips down over my chin onto my swimsuit.
I can feel the sun on my back, the brWater's Edge by ~PresidentWeasel

FearAre they whispering, can you see?
Who are they looking at, you or me?

I'm horribly afraid of what they say,
I'm constantly worrying, day after day.

I have to stay quiet, I have to be shy.
I can't let myself go, I'm not able to cry.

Blending in is what I do best,
Being invisible for all the rest.Fear by ~th3writer

Facing your fears.I am afraid of many things. Seriously I'm no Gryffindor.
I can't take a B while other people are just sore.
I hate hights, and getting into fist-fights.

I am afraid of fast theme park rides,
Because I might fall off of the side.
The ones that go upside down,especially make me frown.

I am afraid people'll will find out these things.
But I decided to tell these things even though the list is only beginning.
One fear down, a million to go. Where do I start?Facing your fears. by ~Roasted-Torkoals

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Poetry 2

The WidowHow peacefully he sleeps
upon soft, silken sheets
as I bend down to kiss
the warmth from his lips.

So softly he moans
and whispers his final breath
so regal and angelic he looks in death.
I gently caress his curled, auburn hair
praying for the angels to take him in their care.

So peacefully he sleeps
upon soft, silken sheets
and I savour the taste
of his last, warm breath

What God has in sacred marriage
bound
may only be parted in death...The Widow by *Ridderkvinden

Theme Prompt - OptionsI wanted
options,
Received only
failure.Theme Prompt - Options by ~remanth

I Am FlawedFrom body to soul and in between,
They blotch the parchment that is me;
I know of worse flaws I have seen,
But surely
I am flawed.

I sometimes lose my temper,
Use my mouth before my mind;
I ponder things I could do better,
And regret them for a time.

I can be harsh, I can be blunt,
I tend to hide my thoughts;
But this is far from what I want:
To be in someone's heart.

Comparisons are hard to make
Since we are all unique.
But half the time my words are fake;
The real me is a freak.

Regardless,
These flaws define me, describe me—
They make me what I am.
In that light, I'm proud to say that
I
am
flawed.I Am Flawed by ~ScarletDevil1503

ReverieAdrift in the middle of the sea somewhere
Far from the madding crowd and the city lights

And when you are ripped apart and your skinned heart is not healing
It is hard to see if life has any meaning

As the hands of time keep spinning and the chaos shows no sign of receding
I dreamt of the purity in a child’s eyes and took refuge in the starry nightReverie by ~Ryu85

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To write is to escape.

To escape is to write.

This group is for writers. Prose, poetry, fanfiction, lyrics, everything.

This group is a place for writers to share their writing, read others' writing and improve their skills.

The fortnightly themes are designed to challenge writers to write about a particular topic, and are also useful when suffering from Writer's Block.

I hope you guys enjoy this group as much as I enjoyed creating it!

Your founder,
Ash

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New Poetry Folder

by ~ashwazhere-skw-agc, Apr 3, 2013, 4:52:30 PM
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Hi all!

So sorry for the wait! I know I've been gone for a while, so thank you guys for being so patient about the poetry folder being full for so long.

I have created a new Poetry folder called Poetry 2 (I know, it's original right?) So start submitting!

Also, to all Contributors, I will make it possible for you guys to create folders to prevent this from happening again.

Again, so sorry about this!

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~StormCat16 May 27, 2013 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

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~aizacordoza Apr 25, 2013 Student Writer

I'm in for requests on writing reader inserts
Just comment my journal entry, 'request galore'

~Ga-Maleven Apr 11, 2013 Student General Artist

Hi!

I'm no expert on writing or the terminology, so I was curious, would this be considered "poetry?" [link]

Also, what about like something like this? [link]

All for stories I write. No fanfiction.

=blooperman12 Apr 13, 2013 Student Writer

The first one is definitely poetry, the second I would consider a story or chapter introduction.

~Envy-You Apr 12, 2013

The first one, you can consider Poetry, most people assume poetry as to have line breaks, but I think yours is just fine.
The second I would consider a story, which is still accepted. =W= Hope to see more of your work.

~Ga-Maleven Apr 12, 2013 Student General Artist

Oh, ok, thanks!

Now I know where to submit them to!

~messie2624 Mar 26, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Hello, I just wanted to inform you that the poetry folder is full. This is a problem because I really want to submit to that folder.

~Envy-You Apr 7, 2013

We have added a new Poetry folder. Please submit to it if you like.

~ashwazhere-skw-agc Apr 3, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Hi,
So sorry about that!
The problem is fixed now.
The new Poetry folder is called Poetry 2 and is now open for submissions.
Keep writing!

~messie2624 Apr 3, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks a bunch!!!!

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