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Would you ask a writer about what their writing means? First, hear (or read) what I have to say. If you ask a poet what their work is about, what sorts of questions do you think they hear all the time? 'Whats this mean? What's this about?' The artists get sick of it. Writing is a form of art. Art is meant to be not the same for everyone. Most artists want their work to be left to the viewers interpretation. Quoth one of my favourite writers:
"Does it mean this, does it mean that, that's all anybody wants to know. Fuck them darling. I say what any decent poet would say if you dared ask him to analyze his work: If you see it, dear, then it's there." - Freddie Mercury.
Artists need their privacy. They'd rather not get asked questions they've answered hundreds of times, or questions they don't wish to answer. There's sometimes a hidden meaning to a piece, but it's not always something they'd like to share. Maybe they fear of criticism, maybe they're embarrassed, maybe they won't tell you just to keep you guessing or for fun. Maybe the meaning is way too personal. Maybe the piece was right out of their imagination, or has no meaning. There could be other reasons too. But if an artist doesn't want to tell you the piece is about, don't pester them. Art is art, and it's meant to be enjoyed. Sometimes not knowing is part of the fun. It's mysterious, which the artist just might've wanted it to be. You can have any theory about a piece, and that's your interpretation.

Written in honour of Freddie Mercury and all other artists.
posted by sadiebugz00
Okay, some friends and I made up a song we call, "The Hunger Games" to the tune of "Glad You Came"
Okay here it goes,


The sun goes down, the tributes come out.
And all I know, is Cato's here now.
My leg will never be the same.
The Hunger Games, The Hunger Games.

(All of the o o o o o o o 's... xD)


You cast a spell on me, spell on me.
You hit me like your present fell on me, fell on me.
I decided you work well with me, well with me.
So let's go somewhere no one else can see you n' me
Turn the lights out NOW.
Now I'll take you by the hand.
Hand you some medicine.
Drink it if you can.
Can you spend a little time?
Time is slipping away.
Away from us, so stay.
Stay with me, I can make, make you Victor.

(And then you repeat. ツ I think of this every time I hear "Glad You Came")
posted by alicia386
Chapter Two

      Hazel skipped numerous of pages but she wasn't fast enough. They heard the elevator ringing up and Reese's steps as she walked to her bedroom door. Dakota panicked and shoved the book in Hazel's bag just as Reese came through the door with an older guy. He seemed like he was in college or was about to finish college.
      "Meet my bro, Jonathan." Jonathan was almost exactly the same as Reese but he had a more mature look. His square jaw, gorgeous brown eyes, and full lips made him irresistible. Hazel turned on her alluring look as well with Dakota. Reese ignored the looks....
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Saukerl
Saukerl
I barely got any sleep last night. What can I say, my mind was awake. I passed a message using Morse Code to her this morning saying that I would be over at her house by 6. I climbed through my bedroom window and tapped on her bedroom window four times, signaling that I had to get in. Matna was sitting on the the floor, and she was staring into space. I asked her, "What's wrong?" She said, "The...well, you won't believe this. I mean...I think that Jew who killed that poor man yesterday night...I think he works for the Fuhrer." I stared at her for a minute or so. "Are you serious? How in the...
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posted by rory2011
she's hiding beyond the rainbow
that had never disappeared
sometimes she's angry
sometimes she's shy
when she's big
she's empty
when she's small
she's happy

you can see her
If you open your mind
very wide
you can hear her at night
under the moon

her hair is white
she's old sometimes
and young in other times
she hugging us
with all her arms
protect us
from that cruel world outside

I spend my spring in you
with all your games
hearing the laughs and lullabies
picking the flowers
chasing the butterflies
it's hard to accept
that I'm old to not going to you
play and laugh
and forgot all the concerns

I hate this world...
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posted by alicia386
So here i am
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive

here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if you believe

you turn to me
you say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
you reply
"I believe in you and i"

then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but you will always
love me
even if you are
a stuffed monkey
posted by SweetHoneyBunny
I dropped the flashlight and slammed the window shut. “What on Earth was that!?” I didn't know I had said that out loud until my mom asked “What was what?”
“Mom! What are you doing in my room?” I spun around and leaned against the window sill. “I was just bringing up your laundry when I heard you talking to yourself.” She put down the pile of clothes she was carrying and sat on my bed. “You know you can talk to me about anything. Is it boy trouble?” I looked at her and walked to my door.
“Mom it's not boy trouble and I think I'm going to go to bed.” I yawned and stretched...
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posted by SweetHoneyBunny
Talow clutched the plans, watching his fellow United Flame and Sword soldiers as they shook their heads and muttered amongst themselves. He saw a few lower their swords and guns just to have them raised again after receiving looks from their superiors.
“You don't understand, if we continue the way we are this war will never end! We'll continue fighting with the Bellators until who knows when.” He looked towards Luca who wouldn't make eye contact with him. “You use fuel like it can be dug from the ground instead of traded for at the market. You don't see that everything is running out...
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added by hgfan5602
posted by Max277
Chapter 6

Okay, so were was I last time before I got hurt? Oh right now I remember. So battling demons, to be honest it scares the living soul out of me. Pretty much that's what those evil things are after. Alright your probably thinking what in the world is she talking about, She was hurt! Yes I realize that. I am just going to give you some info about those ugly things. Okay.
Rule 1-Never try to reason with them. That's just stupid and they will take your soul.
Rule 2-Please don't look into there eyes! If you do let's just say you will be sorry.
Rule 3-Always have a wepon.
Rule 4-Don't and I mean don't let them ever sneak up on you. You'll be a goner.
Rule 5 last rule- Never have a really hot guy helping you trying to fight these things. You will be focused on him! Not the demon!
That's why I blame Nick. Damn why did he have to be so darn hot.

I open my eyes and lucky me. Guess who's hovering over me? A demon.
posted by amoremusic
I don't envy you for the life
that you had lived, you kept
yourself guarded by all of the
horrible things that could've
happened to you.

You tell me that you
don't want or need my
sympathy vote that you
won't take it from some-one
like me.

you came through the
most devastating part
of your life and that is
why i admire you so much.

I know that I don't
fully understand the
ignorance that you lived
in, I pray to God that i
never will, but you didn't
let that put you into a position
that left you feeling bitter-and
hating every-one who came
to know you and love you.

You survived and came
out of...
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posted by alicia386
Thursday

Lots to blog about. Today was interview day. The principal made all 8th graders go through a mock interview for the experience. We had to dress appropriate and respectable. I wore a tight black and grey dress with a black belt above the waist with black wedges. My interview guy was this old fart whose wrinkles hid his emotions. His face was so wrinkled that I couldn't tell whether he was smiling, frowning, or laughing. I think my interview went okay. When I got back with my circle of friends, they told me how their interviewers were complimenting them and saying how much they loved this resumes and cover letters. He didn't say anything nice or mean. He did however joke with me. In other glorious news, Kyle took me out for ice cream. How cool is that?! He had chocolate and I had vanilla. We sat and talked. It was just the two of us. By next week, Kyle will surely be my boyfriend.
posted by alicia386
Friday

The Preps decided that I was the girl on Chirps causing them drama. Chirps is a social network founded by Twitter that is only for teens. Chirps is a safe site that allows teens to just talk or in this case, cause some serious drama. Today they thought that I was the one causing drama on Chirps. As if! Do they honestly believe that I do not have life? Why would I waste my precious time trying to humiliate them on the internet. People who cause drama on the internet are only cowards. If I have something to say to you, then I will say it to your face. That isn't all that happened today....
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posted by sadiebugz00
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WHAT TO DO?
Carter’s Perspective


No matter how shocking, yes, we dogs can think. Gasps galore, I know. Anyways, I sat there, somehow knowing that we weren’t playing hide-and-go –seek in this… place. I decided to get out of the road as I had realized that I was in the middle of the lane.
I faltered for a second, wondering if I should stay there just in case Derek was to come back. I finally decided there was no chance that he would be coming back. I wander out into the desert a bit, and then I looked back at the way that I had come from. I realized I couldn’t see the road anymore. Great…....
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posted by CatiePotter
"What happened?" I questioned myself as I got up. I was in my bed; how did I get there? I looked around my small bedroom. The house was scilent, the usual voices of my mother making breakfast was not there. There was no smell of pancakes or coffee as the usual breakfast was.

I looked across my bed to the stand with my alarm clock. 5 o'clock in the morning."Odd they should be up by now" I wondered.

There was a bang downstairs, like the car grauge door." What are they doing?"I asked myself. I stretched as I headed downstairs to the kitchen. As I krept down further there was more noises coming...
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posted by Weasel1999
II The Kitchen.

Unsure where to go Ember dithered in the corridor outside the nursery for almost ten minutes the next morning. But soon the delicious smell of apples and cinnamon reached her nose.
She followed the scent until she reached a large old fashioned kitchen. An old, wooden table, worn and scrubbed filled the middle of the room. It was the biggest kitchen Ember had ever saw. One side of the room was simply all cupboards and drawers of all different shapes and coloured. Ember’s curiosity burned but she was distracted by a large woman wearing an apron. She was taking a steaming apple...
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posted by alicia386
I'm hiding in my mom's closet. IT was the only way for me to be safe from . . . the mirror. I know this sounds ridiculous but you wil understand when you hear my story.

It all started when my friend, Bella, received an ancient mirror from her grandmother. Her granny had said it shows the truth within someone.

Everything was okay at first. Bella used the mirror rarely to fix her hair or something. Then things took a change for the worst.

Our other friend, Hanna, was sitting next to Bella at the lunch table so I sat next to them. Hanna was desperately trying to tell bella about her encounter with...
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Note: This one's from Ash's point of view. Hope the few people who are reading it enjoy.
Also, can't wait until they get older and I can make them do other things: strip each other, make out...XD. My mind is so sick.
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My clock read 9:47. I lay I my bed, my face buried in my pillow to muffle my sobbing.
    What was wrong with me? What had I done to deserve this?
    I felt the tight feeling in my stomach, more painful than it usually is. I needed to throw up again. I got up and...
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Hey, guys. Sorry I didn't post a chapter for a while. The power's off at my house, so I can't get on the internet. I'm at the library right now; it's got Wi-Fi. Hope you guys enjoy this chapter! It's from Quin's point of view.
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“Are you sure it was Ryker?” Zoë asked. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. She was obviously even more upset that Ryker was smoking than when she thought it was Travis.
    I nodded. “Who else wears old hiking boots every day? I wish it wasn’t him, though. I wish...
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"Operation Get-Drew-to-ask-me-to-the-dance is undergo." I said in a hushed tone to my best friend Nyomi.

"We so got to get a better name then that, Lola," replied Nyomi. "Operation Drew sounds better."

"Who cares just go ask him who he is taking to the Valentine Dance."

"Why me?"

"You are his closest friend," i said. "You know him so much better then I do."

"Fine," she grumbled. I watched from behind the wall as Nyomi went up to my crush and ask him the sacred question.

I saw them laughing and thought everything went according to plan. Then she came back.

"He said he was thinking about asking Rachel,"...
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Felix's mother was worried as hell.

Not ONLY was her son almost run over by an 8 ton truck, he disappeared after the accident. She worried he might be under the huge pile-up of cars, but after several hours of car moving, his body was nowhere to be found, nor was Alice's.

Of course, Alice's father wasn't much support. Hell, he wasn't even here, where the accident was. Lazy, inconsiderate, horrible excuse of a father was probably still at home with a beer in his hand and his butt glued to the couch. Her mother was probably out gambling again, wasting all of Alice's hard earned money from her...
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