Meet and Greet

[xarixian.livejournal.com]

Name: Sylvia
Age: 19
Date of Birth: August 4th
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Probably Straight :P
Location: South West England
Occupation: Student
Hair: Long(ish), Blonde/brown, generally untidy or static.
Eyes: Grey/green/blue
Language: English
Marital Status: Single
Looking for: Great stories to read, help with the stories I’m writing, and some new friends!
Tattoos/Piercings: Usual ear piercings.
Religion: Firmly Agnostic
Do you want LJ friends? Yes
Do you want Snail mail pen-pals? Possibly ...
About me (basics): I’m in my second year at uni (the second smallest uni in the country, apparently). I study a BA in English Literature and Sociology. I grew up in Weston-super-mare and am now living in Plymouth with some lovely housemates who all do similar courses. I have one dog/seal and one cat back at my mother's house.
Hobbies: Writing, reading, drinking! watching horror films.
Music: I'm really liking The Smiths at the moment.
Books: Harry Potter, The Picture of Dorian Grey, Anne Rice, Whatever my lecturer makes me read.
TV: Doctor Who, Being Human, Peep Show, Takin' Over the Asylum; I wont provide a comprehensive list because it's too long.
Movies: Withnail and I, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead, Repo! The Genetic Opera, Wristcutters: A Love Story, American Psycho, Psycho, Brazil
What do you write?: Harry Potter fanfiction, generally Remus/Sirius slash fiction, Original fiction-short stories; subjects vary.
 

This was Written from the Stomach

[quicksilver-47.livejournal.com]

THIS WAS WRITTEN FROM THE STOMACH

            I was born hungry. I was born in a shack, cold and damp. I was born right into the giant grasp of poverty; of hunger. When, like so many of the children who were born at the exact second I was, I cried for milk, my mother, like any mother, took me in her arms, and rocked me, slowly, gently. She held me close, and I could feel her rough hands, that were shaking from labor, run across my face, in an attempt to soothe me. But I was hungry. I was desperately hungry. And so, no matter what comfort my mother offered, I simply cried louder. My lungs were pierced with air that carried the fetid scent of blood, sweat, trash, and rat urine. My stomach, little as it was, shouted, demanded that I be fed; demanded that warm, smooth milk enter my body.

            And then my mother started crying.

 

( Read more... )

The Painter

[quicksilver-47.livejournal.com]

The Painter

They have asked me to do that which I consider as impossible; improbable.

Ah! These foolish men! They think that to wield the brush is an exact art, one governed by certain rules of science. No. They are wrong; for to wield a tool as noble as the brush is to master the ability of one’s hands. You must be calm. Shaking hands and trembling fingers will only ruin your masterpiece. You must exude an aura of confidence. You must be able to breathe life into the colors that you have befriended, must let them glide across your canvass freely.

These men, they also think that I know everything in the field of the arts. They are mistaken. For I only know that when you paint, your mind must not be restricted, must not be caged. I only know that if you let Blue streak out smoothly, just as the sky above you does, but do not forget that it must too, be savage, inconsistent, just as the sea before you is, then you will achieve realism. And if you let Red sound his war drums in the morning, then in the evening, lay him to rest; let him speak of love and passion, you will understand the magnitude of his voice. I only know that each color, each hue and shade is different; utterly unique, and that you must handle each one with reverence, and with respect.

But, ah, truly they have asked me to do that which I consider impossible; improbable.

 

( Read more... )

Comments needed! =)

[quicksilver-47.livejournal.com]

Please comment on the two articles I have posted here. I need feedback, and will be glad to know of your thoughts.
Thanks!
=)

Bio

[foreveruppercut.livejournal.com]

Name: John
Age: 23
Date of Birth: July 22
Gender: Male
Sexuality:  Straight
Location:  East Coast, USA
Occupation: Unemployed :(
Hair:  Long Brown Hair
Eyes: Hazel
Language: English
Marital Status: In an awesome relationship
Looking for: Interesting writing topics and ideas, Maybe some reviews that would be awesome
Tattoos/Piercings:  Nope
Religion:  Christian
Do you want LJ friends? Yes
Do you want Snail mail pen-pals? I never had one so I guess that would be interesting
About me (basics):  I've always loved writing and I'm trying to make it my career, I wrote a Tv Pilot and I'm writing more and more episodes for it.
Hobbies: Writing, Watching movies and Tv , hanging out with my gf
Music: The Beatles, The Who, CKY, Mastadon, The Killers , and much more
Books: Harry Potter, Bourne Series, Graphic novels so many I can't name them all aha
TV:  Scrubs, Supernatural, Psych, Curb your Enthusiam, True Blood, Dexter, and much more 
Movies:  Inglourious Basterds, Dumb and Dumber, Zombieland, there's so much more to list ahaha
What do you write?: Tv Sitcoms, Shorts, Movies one day I have a few ideas that I'm excited about :D