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Daily Lit Recognition for October 28th, 2015 by DailyLitRecognition, journal

Daily Lit Recognition for October 28th, 2015

Oct 28, 2015

Daily Lit Recognition for October 28th, 2015 We are proud to feature today's Daily Literature Recognition! You can show your support by :+favlove:ing this News Article. Please comment and :+fav: the features and congratulate the artists! Poetry Suggested by: chromeantennae (https://www.deviantart.com/chromeantennae) Featured by: Medoriko (https://www.deviantart.com/medoriko) :thumb455019150: Elegant Queen. by GhostJay (https://www.deviantart.com/ghostjay) Suggester says: This poem is simple yet effective. The rhyme is consistent and solid, the pacing of it is smooth, and the narrative is great. Featured by: Medoriko (https://www.deviantart.com/medoriko) :thumb567793956: cue, by Cole-y (https://www.deviantart.com/cole-y) Amazing. You don't see poetry like this too often. Prose Featured by: betwixtthepages (https://www.deviantart.com/betwixtthepages)

Flash Fiction Writing - Tips! by ObsydianDreamer, journal

Flash Fiction Writing - Tips!

Aug 25, 2015

Following the Flash Fiction Competition of June 2015, I was asked to create an article about some of my personal favourite entries from the contest, and what made them work. Well, I've taken that, and turned it into an article on the top tips of writing Flash Fiction. These are just my thoughts, and tips I've picked up from Writer's Workshop and Advanced Writing classes. Now, with out further ado, Tip #1: Start your story in Action With Flash Fiction being such a short medium, you don't have much time to establish setting or characters; it needs to be fast-paced for maximum impact. So, the best way to engage your reader is to drop them str

Writing Better Character Descriptions by Inkfish7, journal

Writing Better Character Descriptions

Jun 5, 2012

Writing Better Character Descriptions We writers have a particularly tough job: bringing nonexistent people (our characters) to life in our readers’ imaginations. While it’s never easy, we usually accomplish this magic by writing each character with two qualities in mind: 1) Their personality 2) Their physical appearance Personality is usually expressed through characterization, and appearance through physical description. Admittedly, that doesn't sound so complicated. But there are two things I’ll suggest today: first, that description needs to do more than just craft appearance, and second, it’s good characteriz

The Journey of Spirits by LightofShelley, literature

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The Journey of Spirits

Paul switched off the TV. Paul was watching TV all the afternoon. His parents went out and he was alone at home. The cat awoke and ran upstairs into the attic. Paul knew his parents wouldn't like that so he shouted: "Pussy, come back, you little rat." He ran after her. It was dark in the attic, so he had problems to find her. He looked behind an old picture where he suddenly noticed a key on the floor. He picked the key up from the floor and thought where it would fit: "Where on earth is the matching door for it?" Suddenly he saw a door appearing through the bricks of the wall. "This can't be good. Perhaps it's a nightmare or I've gone c

IDS Final Roster by OhgunAwakenedProdigy, literature

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IDS Final Roster

Inuyasha Dimension Shift Finalized Roster Main Characters Abel Adon Aisha Akihito Kurama (A high ranking member of Sector Seven testing a prototype weapon) Akira Yuki Akira Kazama Akuma (Gouki in JPN) | Oni Alex Alisa Bosconovitch Amane Nishiki Amy Rose Amy Sorel Anna Williams Aoi Umenokouji Princess Ariel | Devil Ariel (Ariel's Devil form) Armor King Astaroth Asuka Kazama Ayane Ayato Kitsurugi (Dante's Reincarnation) Azrael Baek Doo San Bahn Balrog (Mike Bison in JPN) Bang Shishigami Bankotsu Bass Armstrong Batsu Ichimonji Bayman Bayonetta (Guest Character) Jimmy Blanka Blaze the Cat Bullet Robert "Bob" Richards Brad Burns Brad W

Gameplay Features by OhgunAwakenedProdigy, literature

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Gameplay Features

Combat States First Attack - This occurs when either player lands the first hit in a match. Wounding Hit - All slicing and piercing attacks will wound their targets, causing additional damage and the target to bleed on impact. Wounding Hits will be harder to recover from once the wounded character is tagged out than regular hits due to a 50% difference in unrecoverable damage between normal and Wounding Hits. (Note: Spiked walls and bladed obstacles can also cause Wounding Hits.) Astral Ready - Once the last surviving member of the opposing team has at most 30% health left, and the player's team has at least a full Photon Energy Gauge, a ful

The Gates of Hell by OhgunAwakenedProdigy, literature

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The Gates of Hell

The Gates of Hell Ring Type - Infinite Wall Types - None Floor Types - Normal Ceiling Types - None Tiering Types - None Interactions - None Weather Conditions - Cloudy (The sky has turned blood-red giving the arena its crimson hue.) Signature Characters - Nightmare and almost all Stage 8 Rival encounters in Arcade Mode. Biography The Physical Link between the Mortal Realm in the New Gurhal System and Hell itself. The appearance of these gates will cause the sky to turn blood-red signaling a possible invasion of the Fallen Sons of Paradise or an upcoming damnation of a soul of the dead. There is an inscription found above these gates

War and Sleep by Fallen-Dawn, literature

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Scorpion1674

Jan 19, 2021

Hey guys! Thanks for the quick add and giving me a shot. New to this whole writing thing. Not really, as people have told me for years that they think I'm pretty good. Never really gave it any thought until now. Just scholarly papers up until 2020. I'm just now opening up to the world of literature.

Anyway, I do have a quick question: in which folder do I submit fables? Is that short stories? Thanks!

DEW1TT

Feb 27, 2020

A new shortstory - emphasis on "short!"
Give it a read... Post Below

Missing DollCome with me. Take a ride down Watherford Way. During the darkened early hours of the morning, when fog fills the valley, a single, lone street light stands before a charming little home. The warm lamps' glow churns up the night, lighting one small front yard. Seated below, a young girl plays with her dolls. A family, like hers, a mother and father - she, the doting daughter. A perfect picture to be framed. By dawn, she'll be gone; faded into the fog. Embraced by the clouds and calmed by the wind's gentle rock. Viewed then, driving down, is charred wood and ash, now cool. The searing flames swathed in drink, long ago. Across the blackened lawn, a bent street light now lay. The bulb busted, never to be lit again. This is what's seen down Watherford Way. Flowers and photos set where dances, singing, and laughter took place. A couple of dolls are here, too, heads hanging - bent at the waist... Human children weren't meant to breathe smoke....

DEW1TT

Feb 26, 2020

Hey!
For anyone who decided to read 'Heart Tinkerer' in shortstories...
I've decided to lengthen it starting with the next addition, Chapter Two.
So check it out if your heart desires. Lol!

Corny - I know. But seriously, click the link! Post Below

Heart Tinkerer Chapt. 2Stillness encased Nyla's senses. And with every passing moment of blindness, her panic rose to new heights. There seemed to be a weight set upon her that prevented the use of her eyesight. She didn't know what was going on and not being able to see the cause of her restrictions made it all the more frightening. 'Okay, Nyla,' she thought, 'calm down and breathe. In... two... three...'This way she was able to talk herself down. After a time, she quieted and the frantic beating of her heart subsided. The suffocating weight bearing down upon her also lessened a degree. From this clearer state, she was able to focus all her energy into breaking through the seemingly impenetrable black. Nyla tensed as a throbbing pounded rhythmically against her skull. However, this wasn't about to stop her... As the pain mounted and nausea swelled within her, she just dug her nails into the soft mass beneath her. Despite all her efforts, the dense curtain refused to open, leaving her cast in shadow. The discomfort this put her body through overwhelmed her and forced her to relax. Even as she did so, it felt as though her head had been placed into a vise. At any time, now, it'd be turned to mush - the same mush her stomach wished to spew. Overall, pain grasped at Nyla's exhausted form. For what seemed a while, she remained lethargic. Taming the riled creatures plaguing her body, the only thing on her mind. That was until she heard the sound of footsteps. Heavy... and getting closer. At once her need to be free renewed itself with an intensity not seen before. Adrenaline worked to block most of the pain but only amplified the turbulence felt in her abdomen. Instinct begged Nyla to free her limbs from whatever was restricting them. Logical thought kept her focused on getting her eyes to respond. If she did manage to break her bonds, without sight, she was no more capable than in her current predicament. Something caught her attention then. An oddity that made her concentrate. She listened intently to try to pinpoint what she was hearing... Humming? A tune that bounced. It could even be considered jaunty. Her inquisition ended abruptly as the joyful melody meandered about, stopping just to her left. Nyla froze. Her lungs forgot how to draw breath. No movement came from her, whatsoever. There was no way she'd allow the rattling beneath her to alert the chipper person responsible for her impairment. The swish of a curtain set her nerves on fire. She itched to do, well, anything. But there was no use. Without warning the bubbly humming ceased, plunging the room into a maddening silence. Nyla strained her ears for any clues as to what was happening outside of herself. Finally, footsteps could be heard moving to what she presumed to be the other side of the room. As it went quiet, once more, her chest released allowing her to breathe a little. Unfortunately, this didn't last long. A scraping sound taunted her as it drew near... back to her left side. Her fate seemed to seal as the jeering ended with a metallic thud. "Hush now, little one." A male voice murmured gently. The syllables were spoken in a sing-song fashion - much like the melody hummed before, "You won't be in pain much longer."A hand then brushed the at the hair above her ear as a foreign plastic object outlined her nose and mouth. Nyla tried to turn away but the man above her held her in place, his touch light. "No! No... no...... no........." She fought with everything she had, no longer caring at all about the pain it caused her. Slowly though, her consciousness faded into nothing....