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Daily Lit Deviations for March 8th, 2010
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Poetry
featured by: RunningBear5858
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"In The Puppeteer's Absence" by Freakomaniacadisical
A gorgeously written poem describing the
author running around the world, in the absence of a god.
The concept itself is interesting to begin with, and the
language is so compelling, it will leave you wanting more
and more until the very last line.
Featured by hell-on-a-stick
"Purgatory will smell like mothballs" by ShadowedAcolyte
One of the most replete vocabularies on DeviantArt,
ShadowedAcolyte gives both rich storytelling and
experimental verse a tweak. Definitely worth a read
and a watch if you like words that sizzle on the tongue
and make you sweat for an answer.
Prose
suggested by KneelingGlory
featured by julietcaesar
Broken ChaosThe lights had dimmed, and I opened my eyes to a familiar room. We were sitting in Jack's living room, watching some movie I must have been too young for. Every one of the females, including myself, was dressed in some kind of colorful snubbery, trying to impress someone with our still-developing bodies. Rachel was wearing a low-cut white tank top, her bony chest alluring no one but the skeletons in a nearby closet. Liz was wearing some gaudy, bright tee, curves impressing no one but Rachel's bony chest. Sara was wearing a black, lacy top, her young full breasts attracting everyone. I was wearing a green, striped polo, arms crossed over my breasts. I had hid myself from the world, yet yearned to have Jack closer.
He sat beside me, staring at the movie with a watery glaze in his eye that revealed his mind was elsewhere. He yawned, stretched; his slender arm found it's way around my shoulders. I could have screamed with euphoric bliss if I had not lost my basic motor functions. I lay my
"Broken Chaos" by Dominoblox
This stark, painful yet beautifully written piece
is strongly built on memeories of the past. With great
characterisation, readers are able to identify with the
narrator as she goes through her experiences in life.
Featured by itsaki
All-Gifted The jar felt cold in her hands as she nervously stood in the golden hall. She was surrounded by beautiful people, the gods of the world that she knew was below her feet, although she had never seen it. This was her first home, her birthplace, although its walls were cold and she did not feel any kind of attachment to them. This place was foreign, belonging to a group of immortals more powerful than her newly formed mind could comprehend, and she knew she could not call this place her home, nor did she ever, in all the years she had been there.
Years, or minutes? She could not remember further back then when the muscled man led her into the hall. He had carried with him a hammer and had been lame, giving her a mixed feeling of pity and disgust at the sight of the man. She was left
"All-Gifted" by sethjarre
A beautifully crafted tale of Pandora.
The imagery sucks the reader in and makes them
a part of the girl as she is with the Gods. A well
told tale and a beautiful read.
Foreign Language
Featured by: Magic-fan
principios
É sobretudo o silêncio.
O silêncio de quando as portas do cinema se abrem e piscamos os olhos, de forma a nos ajustarmos, de novo, a realidade. E depois o silêncio.
O silêncio de regresso a nós.
Dobro a roupa do dia, a que não está, ainda, suja. As janelas já estão fechadas mas posso perceber os cães a ladrarem. Oh, o silêncio. E na cozinha alguém abre uma garrafa. Alguém que acabe com o silêncio. A chave é não pensar, continuar, não perceber que o cinema já fechou, que aquela história já não é mais a minha. Perceber o silêncio.
Afinal de contas podia apenas clicar no play da aparelhagem.
É sobretudo o silêncio. Silêncio de quando passamos tempo demais rodeados de sons e das suas ausências (fazem mais barulho do que tudo o resto), e depois o écran fica preto e tudo o que resta é o silêncio, um enorme, silêncio. É també
"principios" by PurpleRadish
PurpleRadish may not have much
literature in her gallery, but the Portugese written
works she has are of excellent quality and filled
with emotion. This piece is no exception to that.
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Okay, here goes...
Many comments have been made, many people have hauled off and jumped and are now wondering what is really going on, many tears have been cried (at least by me cuz y'all--y'all are mean. Enough said about that, it doesn't matter. I wish everyone all of the best and more.
I would like to take a few minutes to say two things:
1) Many have come through DLD and been better in this literature community for it. Dedication and hard work helped forward their already progressing talent. Not me, not Will, not Lili or any other running administrator--just dedication and hard work. We have present and former hats, badges and most of all the owners of co
Will's Final Words
Final Words
It is with a hesitant mind and a bloated heart that I write this. DailyLitDeviations (https://www.deviantart.com/dailylitdeviations) was something that was formed out of frustration and anger. I suppose I am not surprised to see it go out that way. A young man named Brandon and I were complaining in a private chat room about how little literature was featured on dA and that we were tired of it. We both wrote several emails to the staff only to be ignored like so many quality artists out there. Eventually we knew that we had to do something or explode from frustration. And so DLD was born. I stayed up for 5 or 7 days straight. My wife hated me and my phone bill went throug
New Information...
It seems that all of you in need of seeing this tradition go on can be satisfied. I would direct you to the account of TheseKrimzonFlames (https://www.deviantart.com/thesekrimzonflames) where you will find links to a new account where his version of DLD will go on in a new and different form.
I am awaiting a journal entry from VertigoArt (https://www.deviantart.com/vertigoart) to post here with his thoughts on our closing of this particular project. It will be posted soonest.
Few know of my own love and time put into this project because few worked night and day alongside me to take care of everything possible from general administration duties to contests, to answering 100s of messages a day and soliciting everywhere p
Everyone, please hold on...
Please be advised that we are in the process of deciding what and how to do with this account by way of moving on--by "we" I mean myself, VertigoArt (https://www.deviantart.com/vertigoart), and various seniors/members that are interested in sticking with something DLD or DLD-like. Everyone's responses are being taken into consideration--even the personal attacks made on me are valued opinions. This account owns a number of points and I am considering doling them out to a group of people who would like to start-up a new group in the same vein. A group of people who are concerned with the work of the literature community and not the kudos that go with serving the community. I ha
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