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A Guide to Character SheetsAlmost as soon as they were invented, people have been feuding over the effectiveness of character sheets.  Some say they are godsends and they couldn't possibly create characters without them.  Others say they only create flat characters and there's absolutely no reason why any writer should need to know the smallest and most minute details that character sheets call for.  And then there are the writers that don't know which side of the debate they should listen to.

The easiest answer to that question is it's a personal decision that every writer needs to make for themselves.  But before you make that decision, maybe you should know how theA Guide to Character Sheets by `GrimFace242
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5 Steps to Organize Your NovelWhat You'll Need:
:bulletblack: A basic story idea

:bulletblack: Printer (preferably laser) with plenty of paper
:bulletblack: Pens
:bulletblack: Three Ring Binders (2) with separating tabs

Build Your World and Characters
For most writers, this comes naturally.  If you're having some issues, there are plenty of tutorials, guides, aids and groups available for assistance.  For the purpose of this guide, you should have your world built and at the very least your main characters devised.  Having secondary characters planned will get you bonus points!

Print Character and Plot Sheets
Each character should have their own sheet (keep the backs b5 Steps to Organize Your Novel by `GrimFace242
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Tales from a Spartan #1
        A dazzling pink hue filled the room as keystrokes ticked away. The smooth rhythm of a lullaby echoed softly. It was already two a.m. but there would be no end to this once it was full blown. Preventative measures had to be enacted quickly. The woman eased her anxiety and spoke quietly.
       "Y'know I saw my father once? It was years ago, long before I made you. Mom had taken us on a walk around Infinity that day, showing us all sorts of different facilities. We happened to pass by a massive crowd. They pushed and shoved to get a closer look into the AR room.
       "Apparently a man, who the scoreboard listed as John, was inside dTales from a Spartan #1 by ~TenmaGouZanku
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The World that Never Grew OldPart I
1.  In the world that never grew old you turn your back at me while holding the rose that i gave to you as you smile. You never want me to see you smiling because you are scared that If I saw you happy, it would overwhelm me and it would cause me to just cry and cry, and there would be nothing else to do but to cry our hearts out. You know I'm the most sensitive guy in the whole world, and you cannot help but always kiss me when I lay my feelings in front of you. 
We were like little children you know that, and we tend to do everything when our emotions are at high.
2.  You move my hand away from you and you bite your lips. I insist to grab you back, but you space yourself away from me as you keep silently still. You always think that staring at me would do the job, and that staring is better than holding hands and walking. This moment, you want to see the sun light up my face and burn my complexion and there you would run your soft sensitive fingers on minThe World that Never Grew Old by ~fair-melodies
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A Guide to Character SheetsAlmost as soon as they were invented, people have been feuding over the effectiveness of character sheets.  Some say they are godsends and they couldn't possibly create characters without them.  Others say they only create flat characters and there's absolutely no reason why any writer should need to know the smallest and most minute details that character sheets call for.  And then there are the writers that don't know which side of the debate they should listen to.

The easiest answer to that question is it's a personal decision that every writer needs to make for themselves.  But before you make that decision, maybe you should know how theA Guide to Character Sheets by `GrimFace242
5 Steps to Organize Your NovelWhat You'll Need:
:bulletblack: A basic story idea

:bulletblack: Printer (preferably laser) with plenty of paper
:bulletblack: Pens
:bulletblack: Three Ring Binders (2) with separating tabs

Build Your World and Characters
For most writers, this comes naturally.  If you're having some issues, there are plenty of tutorials, guides, aids and groups available for assistance.  For the purpose of this guide, you should have your world built and at the very least your main characters devised.  Having secondary characters planned will get you bonus points!

Print Character and Plot Sheets
Each character should have their own sheet (keep the backs b5 Steps to Organize Your Novel by `GrimFace242
Tales from a Spartan #1
        A dazzling pink hue filled the room as keystrokes ticked away. The smooth rhythm of a lullaby echoed softly. It was already two a.m. but there would be no end to this once it was full blown. Preventative measures had to be enacted quickly. The woman eased her anxiety and spoke quietly.
       "Y'know I saw my father once? It was years ago, long before I made you. Mom had taken us on a walk around Infinity that day, showing us all sorts of different facilities. We happened to pass by a massive crowd. They pushed and shoved to get a closer look into the AR room.
       "Apparently a man, who the scoreboard listed as John, was inside dTales from a Spartan #1 by ~TenmaGouZanku
The World that Never Grew OldPart I
1.  In the world that never grew old you turn your back at me while holding the rose that i gave to you as you smile. You never want me to see you smiling because you are scared that If I saw you happy, it would overwhelm me and it would cause me to just cry and cry, and there would be nothing else to do but to cry our hearts out. You know I'm the most sensitive guy in the whole world, and you cannot help but always kiss me when I lay my feelings in front of you. 
We were like little children you know that, and we tend to do everything when our emotions are at high.
2.  You move my hand away from you and you bite your lips. I insist to grab you back, but you space yourself away from me as you keep silently still. You always think that staring at me would do the job, and that staring is better than holding hands and walking. This moment, you want to see the sun light up my face and burn my complexion and there you would run your soft sensitive fingers on minThe World that Never Grew Old by ~fair-melodies
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Armageddon (The True Story)
Many believe that we are living in what the Bible calls "the last days."  But they are not really sure what that means. Last days of what?  End of what?  Will planet earth and all life on it be destroyed in some global conflagration?  Will there be survivors?  

Well, get out that Bible and get ready to be pleasantly surprised at what the book of Revelation really has to say about that classic of all battles - Armageddon!*

* see my June 17th journal entryArmageddon (The True Story) by ~tommyboywood
False OptimismIs it worth holding onto something,
if it was never there to begin with?
Like feeling air everywhere,
but not being able to grasp it

What have you got to lose,
when you offer someone your heart
and they won't take it
It's just waiting idley inbetween
for an exchange

Is it worth the wait,
when you have no proof,
no promise
Antisipating an imagined reverie

All you've got is hoping
That their next love will be you
That their next path will lead to youFalse Optimism by ~Shamoneness
Superhero Story Ch. 5 by ~Acornballs
1.He placed a single red rose on each of the pillows before he dropped the match and the room erupted into flame.

This happened once, twice, three times—no variation, the same emptiness where emotions should have been, the same bleak and ashy outcome which yielded the twisted sense of renewal that Lucien so desperately sought.

The detective hated himself for those dreams, but not enough to make them stop. There was nothing to stay them now, and just like the binding nature of the wedding vows he regretted on a semi-nightly basis, he was thus trapped and ensnared by these nightmares which burrowed deep into his soul to leave nothing but 1. by ~emery-lee
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Poetry
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Graduation DayGraduation Day:

They told us we would be alright...

We had fought with honour and won our titles.

We had overcome trials together -

Watching dozens of our siblings fall in the line of duty.

For this they had promised us, a wondrous welcome;

A bountiful world of adventure, with a myriad of paths.

All this, they said, awaited us in the stone cities.

Large metropolises, where the working folk resided...

There were hundreds of us, who made that journey.

Walking miles across the scorching desert,

Clinging to a hope of the fortunes beyond.

Yet what awaited us was not a promised land -

Nor was it a life based on the merit we had earned.Graduation Day by *WordOfChen
Sunbaked DaydreamerSunrise,
when the dull ends
of broken hearts
long for a day
of pure perfection-
a new direction
based on reflection;
a backwards notion
holding redemption
Sunday,
when the paired palms
of true believers
clasp for a day
of eternity-
a reality
based on purity;
an ability
to end all pity
Sunset,
when the weak force
of lost momentum
halts for a night
of fleeting quiet-
a silent riot
based on a limit;
a lasting minute
on autopilot
Sunbaked,
when the dry heat
of a constant light
causes a bout
of desperation-
a respiration
based on attention;
a simple action
of fading function
Where's my heaven
in assumption?
Scars burn brighter
in conjunction-
My retinas wither,
all colors dither;
I miss the darkness
in this blinding light.Sunbaked Daydreamer by *goldshroom
Epitaph in Bathroom Mirror1)
My tawny skin suffocates me

My lackluster lips ring
a looped rope around my neck

2)
Gloom crawls like creeping vines
strangling my words

Twisting at my wrists and ankles

Suspending them in a purplish hue

3)
I lay contorted on
my cold bathroom floor

Seeking for solace in prescription
television eyes

Only to poke into old wounds
that have not yet healed and

I have only begun to ferment
all my tears into wine

4)
Plant seeds in my blue-green veins

For red blossoms to bloom
in my once-blood's placeEpitaph in Bathroom Mirror by =Sammur-amat
EmbryoI choked back the crumpled dreams
clogged in my throat like paper wads
of useless poetry
while the ocean continued to eat at me,
one amethyst toe at a time;

I sank like the anchor inked on my back,
and loved of my bones a heavier guilt
to sink and sink, beneath sorrow
and joy, and the shoreline graves.

What’s meant for salt
is meant for tears
but I was never a creature meant
for healing,

wailing through crooked pipes
rusted and creaking from the summer heat
and a silence so well kept
that the dead would stare at me,
owl eyed—
and tongue tied.

(You’d always said that drowning me
was poetry in itself)Embryo by ~Nullibicity
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Carnival LoveHold my hand, My Love.
Dead lights and lost music.
Sit on my lap in this hollow carnival.
Worthless pumpkins grow on the edges watching.
A faded rainbow comes to an end at the smiling faces.

Keep close,
I'm not going to let you go.
The talking lights are just dead plans.
Damn them all, damn the lot who says we can't be.

I told you to love me
You made our rainbow end.
Damn it all in this old and empty park.
You're worthless to me now and they were right.
We can't be and so you can't be. Good bye, My Love. Carnival Love by ~BunnyFroofroo
A Heart Balloon"Mum! Look! Balloons!!!", the little Tom exclaimed to his mother.

Not far away, an old man, standing beside the ticket office of the amusement park, was selling colorful helium balloons.  The young woman, Tom's mother, smiled to the surprised child and patted his head.

"Yeah, Tom. Aren't they wonderful?"

He nodded. "Mum, would you buy me one?"

"No, baby. I bought you cotton candy.", she ate one bite from the pink sweet and tried to feed the boy one, too. The child sealed his lips and refused to eat it.

"Please mummy!!!"

The mother waved 'no'. Her action angered Tom and the boy started bobbing up down repeatedly. The dad stayinA Heart Balloon by *NoodlesAddict
Under the same skyUnder a starry sky
We say good night
Though we are apart
We pledge our love

Under the same sky
I can feel you here
We count the same stars
And pray to the same HeavensUnder the same sky by ~miss-butler
Tornado Talk     She'd never heard wind like it. The girl, Lilah, was from a place where the only season meant Santana winds blew, and they blew hard, but not as hard as this wind. The man she was with didn't wake up. He slept on while the day began.

     One of the six children they babysat, a little boy, came to their room.
     He shook the man's foot to wake him.
     Lilah was amazed to see the man she'd marry pull their blanket over his face to hide.

     It was up to the Lilah to ask the little boy, "What's wrong, Jake?"
     "The wind," Jake said. "Why Uncle hidin? I scared! Want Uncle ta save us!"
     "Come here, Jake," said Lilah. "Are theTornado Talk by *xlntwtch
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ScarsScars
I have them
You have them
We all have our
Scars

Each one is a story
A new chapter of life
They all tell of my glory
They each sing of my strife
Each one wrought from quarries
Each have been cut with my knife
There are many on me
Each cut is a creed
A sacred vow that
Is sealed when I bleed
When you look at me
Don't you dare misread
Each scar that I have
Is not made to concede
It is made to remind
Me to keep fighting
Keep fighting these sins
Fight 'till I win
Fight 'till I've been
Beaten again
Then I will rise
From my demise
Then I will shout
Into the skies
Remove my guise
Open my eyes
See all your lies
Then I'll realize; real eyes; realScars by ~bubbasmack
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Shoot MyselfAnother bullet has entered my head
A different pain that I can't comprehend
Another life that has faded to red
Another moment where I'm without breath
Another man who just wants me dead
Another beast that lies in this bed
Another me has risen from the death

((CHORUS)
Here I am again,
Without breath,
I am still wishing
For my death.
A am still waiting for you
To give me some rest.
Just end it all!
Just stop my breath!)

Put the gun up to my head.
Pull the trigger, see it all fade to red!
Murder the demons, return them to death.
Remove it all, and just end my breath!
Forget the pain, forget all of them.
Shoot Myself by ~bubbasmack
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dead birds.dead birds litter the street
with their broken wings,
the blood from their claws.
the children will cup the birds in their
tiny hands and smooth the feathers
back into place.
they will carry them to the river,
setting the birds free once more.
but what they don’t know is that,
when they walk away,
the birds will only sink.dead birds. by ~ghearradh
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Confession to a wolf
My dearest wolf, how delightful it is to meet you. You think you overtook me by surprise? No, you are quite mistaken. I've been longing for you. Day after day I've been watching the paths you took, the territories in which you hunted, the rivers from which you drank. Why the weird look, wolf? I am merely a girl, you caught my scent. And forgive me for smelling like a fox - our paths keep crossing each other; I am cutting the tail of vulpes vulpes with silver scissors and it keeps growing back and this madman keeps stepping on the same rake. Not my fault, now, is it. I know - you can't run with the foxes and yet hunt with the wolf. But you will make an exception for me, won't you?
You look gaunt, my dearest wolf. You are running with chain snippets asphyxiating your neck - did someone try to tame you? Dupes. Come, let me take that old collar off your fine neck. Ah, stop looking at me in such a distrustful manner. We know Confession to a wolf by ~kittycrime
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Interview With An Admin

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1. Hi ~katief8! You've been selected for our staff interview for #Love-Literature!

Oh, yay! Hi!

2. What made you want to become an admin for #Love-Literature? And what does your role entail?

When I first started writing, I was looking for groups to submit my writing to and this was one of the first I joined. It helped me get more people to see my stuff, and I want to help other people so the same.

My role is mostly allowing submissions and members.

3. What do you like most about being an admin for #Love-Literature?

I get to help people share their writing!

4. Are there any deviants who inspire you here on dA? If so, who are they are and what is your favorite piece of theirs? (Up to 4 deviants, 1 piece per deviant, please)

Well the person who told me about this site was ~ripstickgirl22 and my favorite thing by her is this


One of my good friends ~MidnightSun121 joined and after only like a week, she made it to the popular page, so that's pretty inspiring. My favorite thing by her is " Heart Break" Heart Break
You sit there,
Crying a waterfall of tears,
Soaking the pillow under your head,
Wishing for the pain to end…

The world seems as if it's crashing down on you,
All your focus is on making the regret, the heartbreak, the betrayal,
Leave your soul through your tears…
I've been there.

Your heart feels abused and torn,
Ripped out of your body,
Leaving you gasping for breath,
Because he once was your life line, your reason to live.

Your love was toyed with by the boy you thought you knew,
Who you thought was the one,
Yet your heart was broken into pieces in the blink of an eye…
I've been there.

His face is all you see

~cassyme is another really good writer. Her poems and stories are so descriptive and from the heart. My favorite by her is
Take it from me.Take it from me.
Someone who isn’t the prettiest.
Someone who weighs too much.
Someone who is too tall.
Someone who has acne.
Someone who is perfectly imperfect.
 
Even if you are too short to be pretty.
Or too tall to be cute.
Even if you weigh too much,
Even if you wear glasses.
Or have braces.
Even if your nose is too big.
Or your mouth is too small.
Or your eyes are “poop” brown.
 
You are beautiful.
 
Take it from me.
Someone who’s been hurt time and time again.
Someone who has lost hope.
Someone who will never be the best.
 
You are perfect.
 
Take it from me,
Someone who’s just like you.
 
Someone loves you.
Even if you don’t see it yet.

There are so many amazing people. It's just so hard to pick!

5. We know you're a writer, but are you a reader? And what sort of stuff do you really like to read; what are you reading right now?

I'm a huge reader! I like fiction, teen books (oops). I just finished To Kill A Mockingbird and The Disenchantments. I haven't started anything new because I have finals, but next I'm going to read Speechless.

6. When did you start writing? Was it a conscious decision or just something you enjoyed doing?

Ever since I was little, my teachers always told me that I was a good writer. It came naturally to me and I enjoyed it. In 6th grade I was bullied pretty badly. In 7th grade, my teacher started every class by making us write a poem and it was such a good way to express my feelings and sadness from the year before. I have been writing more and more ever since.

7. Where do you want to go with your writing? Are you going to do any studies to help your literature?

I would love to work for a magazine, actually. Next year, I'm taking exploring young adult literature. The year after, I'm taking journalism. I definitely want to keep writing in the future.

8. Tell us a random fact about yourself!

A random fact... Well, I designed this group's icon.

9. Now tell us something no one else/not many people know (but that you don't mind our members knowing, of course!)

I don't really know. I'm pretty open... Hmm... I can't think of anything at the moment! Sorry!

10. Finally, and thank you for taking part in this interview, what are your parting words to the members of #Love-Literature and the population of deviantArt in general?

Thanks for interviewing me! My parting words? Write. Write as much as you can. Write every day. Write down every idea, every story, every rhyme. It will make you so much better :)
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~LPalphreyman Jun 3, 2013  New member  Writer
Hi everyone! I'm giving away free versions of my fantasy novel on kindle today;

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Once upon a time, when our land was not quite as old as it is now, there existed a clock tower…

Evelyn has grown up in a children’s home attached to an ancient church building. On New Year’s Eve, the night before her thirteenth birthday, she finds herself in the forbidden crypt of St. Eilian; the crypt that Sister Mary has been so keen to keep her away from. And there is something, or someone, in there; hidden amongst the shadows.

Soon she finds herself forced back into the time of the Timekeeper and, alongside the mysterious Epoch, is swept into a dangerous revolution taking place within the hidden networks of forgotten libraries. The only way that she can hope to get back home is to find the blue hourglass. But she is not the only one looking for it.

Meanwhile, a strange carnival that no-one can remember is travelling about the land, the Timekeeper’s daughters are losing track of time, and the Guardian of the Lost Souls appears to have lost control over his memories.

Whoever is behind it all must be discovered, and fast, because the hollow ones are convening, and an army of terrifying creatures is about to be set upon the world…

The first book in a fantasy trilogy for young adults.

If it sound like your kind of thing give it a read :)
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In case anyone is interested, I'm giving away a BRAND NEW hardcover copy of Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs on my blog, The Wolf's Den.

Since I will soon be getting my hands on a copy of the paperback, I'm happy to offer up my hardcover in a Giveaway!

Note: this copy has NEVER been read. I checked out a copy from the library to do my review in the likelyhood that I would be holding this giveaway (I'm just not a hardcover gal). So, while this copy has been flipped through a couple times to show pictures, it is otherwise PRISTINE.
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Hey when is the next book coming up for the ''bookclub''? I love reading! haha x
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Soon, I'll announce the next book later =)
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