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#Writing-Rampage

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#Writing-Rampage is here for writers and non-writers alike. You can submit your work and browse other writer's work. This group is here to offer support for unseen writers, and for non-writers who just want to find good DA literature.

:bulletred: There are no limitations for joining. Anyone is free to join.

:bulletblue: We will be holding writing prompts every so often, and will also regularly update submission options for said contests. We have created a folder for you to submit your entry to. One submission per deviant.

:bulletgreen: Please, do not post more than 8 art contributions per week. Any more is not breaking the rules, but is not encouraged.

:bulletpurple: We will be posting writing tips weekly, along with links to different websites that will help you improve your writing.

:bulletpink: There is to be NO flaming of the art that is submitted to our galleries. If you don't have anything nice to say about it, then don't say anything at all. Constructive criticism is okay, but if the only thing you have to say about it is hateful, then do not comment. This is an art community, therefore deviations should be respected as such.

Thank you all for following the rules (:

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Don't call me heartless. by ~AwesomestBestFriends
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Black Coal StarsBlack coal stars in the sky,
Like little carbon lights in my eye,
Tell me of beauty in the ways of things,
All in the glow of their glinting rings.

People are different, sensible and wild,
But everyone sings 'Twinkle Twinkle' as a child.
We all want to stand somewhere on the moon,
But take off fails far far too soon.

Astral canvas draws paint from the mind
Of the great, the able and blind.
Watchmakers watch on heatheners heath
For a spot of vastness, however brief.

Stars, though dead, are burning still,
To meet our eyes and forge our will
Into the seas with monstrous lights
And towards the furthest specks of nights.

Sol(e) Black Coal Stars by ~Ceasarman
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The mirrorThe day had been long and tiring, and I was not sorry to finally get home. I parked my car in the driveway, go tour lazily of it and headed slowly toward the porch. During my slow march toward home I started to get my keys and in a lazy gesture, I began to look for them in my pocket. While my hands brushed finally against the cold metal, I lifted my head toward the door and I suddently stopped myself: the door a few meters away was slightly ajar. I had a moment of hesitation, my gesture suspended in the air, keys in hand, before running to the porch to see that the door was wide open indeed. yet I never forgot to close double round every mornThe mirror by ~DarknessRequiems
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the boardwalk.       There's something about water that's so wonderful it never gets old for me. No matter how stressed I am, and no matter my proximity to it—whether i'm beside a lake or swimming in the ocean—water calms me. I spent a few hours this weekend on the canoe dock where i've been at least once a week since I discovered it. A long boardwalk through pine and cypree leads to a big clearing in the wetland... and i've got no spatial sense whatsoever but you can see for quite a while—maybe half a mile all around. Water lillies are just starting to bloom again, perfect white on brown-tinged water. The wind blows once in a while, rustthe boardwalk. by ~samanthakayla
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a thought.       For some people, librairies are like cathedrals. They are places to be safe in. I can sit surrounded by books and feel the same peace a Christian might feel in church. Nature can be the same. A bench by a lake is a place of refuge. A makeshift seat on a bridge in the woods is a place to enjoy the sun and think about life.
      I have only been in church twice, never a synogogue or temple. But I don't understand them the way I understand the beauty of a quiet place. I respect the whisper of leaves and the hushed voices in a gallery. I appreciate rolling waves and shuffling feet, turning pages and soft music. These are things familiar a thought. by ~samanthakayla
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The Ties that Bind by ~krissyskins
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Apologies

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First of all, I apologize for several entries not being accepted. Usually, we need approval from two or more members, but I seem to be the only one checking consistently. I've temporarily changed the approval process to only one person.

Please resubmit, and to the proper categories.

Once again, apologies!
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Apologies January 27 2 Comments 1 Favourite
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~HollowfiedLife 2 days ago  Hobbyist Writer
My recent works have not been accepted. My last piece that was accepted was back in feb. I realized now it's pretty useless to continue to be a part of this group.
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~JenWriting 6 days ago  New member Student Writer
Hey is this group active? I submitted some writing and it was neither accepted nor denied it expired? Why was this? Should I submit again?
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~zimsniper May 9, 2013  Student Writer
Hey, I'm still waiting for something to be submitted. Is it because I need to withdraw it and submit it directly to the prose folder?
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~ZombieBunny999 May 8, 2013
I submitted "Once Again" to the wrong category by accident...it's supposed to be in poetry.
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~S7alker117 May 9, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Where did you posted it, again?
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