Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
I had a brat moment
I have writer's block I have tried and tried to write but everything is crap, I am completely dissatisfied with my work right now and I have nothing more to give.
yes...happiness does have that ability to prevent one from writing...as does sadness.
do this: take a flower, any flower. smell it, touch it, look at it....then close your eyes and try to imagine what images you see when you concentrate on all the qualities of that flower...the first thing that comes to mind, write on it.
never worked for me, but i thought i'd tell you about it
Gender: Male Location: Holding on tight, never lettin go!
haha it does work, if you want it to. you gotta find your own thing of inspiration... flower, good kiss, hot night, or just a simple, tasty cheeseburger...
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Sent from heaven to raise some hell.
i look forward to reading your stuff Sy!! i haven't decided which one to submit yet. you'll find a lot of the stuff on there is unconventional in a sense...most are either free-verse or downright awful...
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
I'm just submitting my older stuff, but only the best ones
I also just wrote this on my forum. It's a quick detailing of my RP character's roots, reasons for leaving her home and how it's affected her personality. Pretty simple stuff, but I like it. She's called Syva Whisperwind.
The Wind Whispers
There was a time when she felt glad,
Content to live the life she had.
Her strength was clear for all to see,
She led her people perfectly.
But time soon came for her to choose,
And either way she had to lose.
An evil Lord displayed desire,
To join the ranks of Elven Higher.
To make a wife of her, perchance?
But she denied each new advance.
Outcasted by her kith and kin,
She had no choice but to give in.
This offer made to take her hand,
And work with her to rule the land...
Was this the reason that she vanished?
Or was she exiled, coldly banished?
Not for her, this Lord so bold!
Not for all the Elven gold.
Her dignity and pride, they burned,
She left her home ne'er to return...
Forced to wander pastures new,
Just to hold her values true.
Bitterness come to the fore,
Hatred settled in her core.
She bides her time until the day,
She can return and have her say.
Her vengeance will be sweet, she knows,
As moments pass, her loathing grows.
Emotionless, this girl appears,
No memories of long past tears.
Her heart enclosed in folds of ice,
Her enemies will pay the price.
wow! i do believe we are in some sense a lot alike O' Syren of the Deep. I read this as if I had imagined writing it myself...hmm, don't know if that's a good thing
Gender: Male Location: ...cause I'm right here yo!!
Ah!!! So, Syren...where have you hidden this piece of a gem, eh?
You do surprise me more and more...contemporary did you say? I can see some classical influences in this. Not many can actually do epics without it straying from the main theme, becoming more a rambling hodge podge that goes nowhere and ends nowhere.
Nice work...something you should touch on from time to time I would say.
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
Thanks guys... and I haven't been hiding it, I had the urge to write something for my RP character yesterday. A girl on my forum wrote a poem for her character and that motivated me {her piece is wonderful}... but I wanted simplicity in mine.
And yes, I moved with a slight classical flow for this piece, I thought anything other wouldn't suit the character or the RP... I guess I'm 'swayable'
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
Something I wrote ages ago for Jamie, I forgot about it and just found it on my computer
I'm sure I haven't posted it yet
Midway
Sometimes I want to scream it from the rooftops,
Other moments leave me scared and insecure.
Continuous jolts of ecstasy and heartache,
Almost certain yet so utterly unsure.
Needing, wanting, urging, fighting,
Screaming from within, a child possessed.
Smiling outside, on the inside biting,
Down on tears, on fears, on wondering what is best.
Can you set me free and keep me safe?
Should I question this which seems as gold?
I ask too much of you, yet not enough,
Contradictions based on times of old.
I've experienced pure evil in my life,
But you appeared to lead me out the dark.
I'll follow you, to be with you, no matter where you go,
And place my faith in human matriarch.
Stay true to me, don't let me fall,
I'm balanced on an edge too close, too near.
I can protect you from the pain and loneliness,
It's clear to me you obviously fear.
I think I'll go and scream this from the rooftops,
Screw feeling scared and insecure.
Enjoy the jolts of ecstasy, no heartache,
Can break this bond, and now I'm almost sure.