I’m what is called a pantser like Stephen King. I don’t outline the story ahead of time. But I do take time to stop and think or journal on where I’d like my characters to end up. Anyhow, my two characters, a woman and a man, are growing in separate places right now. The guy’s growth is far more interesting than the woman’s. In real life this normal since women mature at a younger age than men, but in writing is this ok? Should I find more balance? Should I be more deliberate about her growth? My only concern is that she will be unrealistic if I am too deliberate. Or am I over thinking and this is how characters grow in fiction.
Fiction writers, do you find this or do this intentionally. Like, give another character more spotlight? Maybe it’s her slow growth that makes him more interesting and vibrant? I’d love to hear your strategies.
Hans Andersen Brindekilde
Worn Out or Udlsidt
Aka Working Class
This picture was created to celebrate 100 years since the French revolution. I find myself fascinated by his ability to capture these raw moments in life. This particular picture uses earth tones I think it suggests how close we are to returning to the earth. And how work tends to drive us there much quicker than we are prepared for. The way she holds him it seems as if he’s someone close to her heart. Oh, how I can relate to her emotions here.
I’m wondering your opinions.
There’s a place where we’re all happy
We laugh and chat and kick the can
It’s available by simple acts
Simple commitments that better ourselves
Not only ourselves but our world
I keep working on me to get the reward for us
There is a reason why you’re here
It’s to read this poem and to realize this poem’s existence would cease without you
It would be silent
A dead silence with the night air stuck in a place that never really existed
It would lack the chaos of us
Trees would fall into oblivion
I would fall into oblivion.
there’d be no us
there’d be no poetry
You are the poetry
I go to the library for free WiFi
and the wide variety of book options
I go to feel part of the community
but today the wifi wasn’t working
and I’m in the middle of a book I left home
made me want to get up and leave
I guess being part of the community
doesn’t stand alone very well.
I grew up watching my brother and his closest friends play video games and also sneaking into my brother’s closet to read his comic books shhh. So finding a community on Facebook that included video games in their daily content felt just like home. I just wanted to take the time to share a link to my favorite community titled The Extraordinary Journey of a Black Nerd Group. I think they provide interesting and engaging content including cosplay, movie reviews, funny memes, and great conversation starters. The comments are usually the best part. I also love Marvel and they have a lot of pretty cool conversations on the comics and movies. I have learned so much in this group when it comes to all comic books. You should totally check them out!
Here’s a note from the founder and a sample post that made me smile.
“I created this group to share my personal journey as a nerd, and to provide an open and supportive environment for Nerds and Geeks of any race, color, or creed to discuss Comics, Video Games, Entertainment, Sci-Fi, Books, Movies and more!
This group Is neutral ground and a place to share our love of all things nerdy!”
-Jemal ‘PlanetEJOBN Founder’
Figured I’d add another convenience link for you to click. 🙂 You’re welcome.
That smell of wet books and Chanel no 5
is no invitation
There are no arms open
stiff I freeze
Under my soles is the threshold
A cold door knob damp in my palm
Dead echoes haunt from behind
“Vanity!” they scream
A million hands reaching to save me from their sins
fingers grasping at my clothing
If only they would just listen
“hear me out!”
It’s no use their minds are with moons and times
sloshed together creating the great divide
“I’ll have no part!” I yell
door closed behind
I’ll have no part that whisper left my mouth
slipping to the ground
I’ll have no part.
The tub is full and the bubbles bobble on top
My legs have adjusted
but when the rest of me sinks in
In the tub, I’m a lost soul
venturing from the heavens to a five star hotel
It is there I’m considered a holy whore with no divine gifts
they float in front of me popping the suds
And here I soak
without a clue and nothing to give
Here I sink
soggy as a sponge in the pits of the ocean
Photography/Editing: James Futrell
Hair: Melissa Payne
Makeup/Creative Director: Saschia Johnson
Models: Tessa Dipallina and Christine Talamayan
Wanna read more? Here’s another great piece from our Morality Collection by Geoff Blanchette
The cord to the blinds snapped right off
I was hoping to let some light in
But maybe this filtered light isn’t so bad
Should I buy a new cord,
A new blind,
Or tie it back together the best I can?
I’m going to peek through
to see if the light
is worth it.