mud stained feet
crossed, tangled and
cherry tip fingers
Maybe a New AccountI'm not sure yet, but I'll probably make a new deviantArt account. There's nothing I want more than to be more active on here - because I really do love interacting, critiquing, and such, but it's hard for me to motivate myself to do that on this account. So, more than likely I will create a new account and of course follow all my old friends and everything, maybe to start out repost a few deviations. But I think it'll be best that way.Maybe a New Account by writeacrossme
When I make it I will post it in my next journal. Be on the lookout
BreatheI’ve known how to breathe all my life,Breathe by writeacrossme
at least that’s what I’ve been told.
No one taught me
no one showed me how
I just opened my mouth and
If I never had to learn how to live
why does it sometimes feel
so goddamn hard to fill my lungs
and let go of everything
like I’ve been born to do?
Why did no one tell me about the earth
and how it lives too,
about how when I press my ear to the dirt
I can hear it wheezing and
crying all at once?
Someone once told me that,
someone once said that the Earth is alive
and it inhales children’s footsteps
and exhales the trees whispers
and sighs the soft sounds of love.
Someone once told me that.
Now that they’re gone it’s as if
the trembling of the ground has
ceased and my lungs suddenly
and everything that I’ve known
and now, it’s a struggle to breathe.
As a child I didn’t know how hard my lungs worked
I didn’t know what they had to
Picnics With Youmud stained feetPicnics With You by writeacrossme
crossed, tangled and
cherry tip fingers
LifeBack from another few inactive months, here we are.Life by writeacrossme
School has been a lot more fun than I thought it would be. I fact, its a hundred times better than last year. My creative writing class is amazing and I've been befriending a lot of the people in the class, which is making me unbelievably happy. We're working in poetry right now, which means yes- I have poetry to post. I super want to catch up with all my dA friends and give out some critiques stuff but I can't promise anything. Though, it IS my break right now so maybe I could squeeze in a few.
My other classes are fine and I have friends in all of them, as well as a lot of homework. But I've managed fine, except for in my advanced physics class, but that's a story for another day.
I feel like my every journal is here apologizing for being inactive but I feel like its a useless apology to give. All I can say is I hope to find the motivation to come on her more often and thank you all for hanging in there with me, I appreciate it.
Hazel EyesThere once was a young boy of around ten years old. He had lived most of his life in hospitals due to a rare, life-threatening genetic illness that, although not incredibly dangerous at first, could kill him in a matter of minutes when (or if) it ever reached its low point. His illness was rare enough that the statistical evidence was still unreliable, meaning there was no way of telling whether or not he would indeed hit that low point. At this period in his life, he was once again in the hospital. This time, however, was different. This time, he had been in the hospital for three months. He was put on a new medication. And this time, his hospital stay was due to a low point in his illness.
You see, at nine years old Jamie Maguire hit a point in his disease where even the term ‘critical condition’ didn’t begin to cover the severity of the situation. The doctors told his parents that he had a ten percent chance of survival, unless they wanted to try a new treatment th
Hey! I'm Alisyn, but you can call me Alisyn, Alice, or Ali. I'm just your typical teen girl with blonde curly hair and really long legs I play basketball and have been since I was 6 years old... I love writing and drawing, but writing is definitely my life. No matter what it's the thing that keeps me grounded when I want to fly away
I'm a pretty friendly and positive person, even though can get sad sometimes. I try to smile as much as I can and be kind to those who I meet. But ya know, I'm not perfect.
I love music, like I can't live without it. If you want to know what I like go ahead and check my interests/stamps. I'd say I've became a lover of mostly just metalcore, but most rock will do it for me and some Alternative and electronic, if done right. Not a fan of rap, country, or hip hop, but it doesn't mean I don't respect them. I'm always listening to music, and if you have anything you think I should try listening to, I'd love to hear!
Drop me a comment and I'll try to get back to you! I'd love more than anything else feedback or comments on my art... it makes my whole day happier! Constructive criticism, I might add. Thank you, hope you enjoy my page
The custom boxes are done by krowsy-art
The Fourth Dimension (2nd draft) - 14,136 words
To Be Continued:
The Assassin's Selection (Nanowrimo 2012) - 51,068 words, about half way done.
The Fourth Dimension (1st draft) - 80,095 words, currently in second draft.
Powerless (Nanowrimo 2011) - 44,126 words, so bad I've decided to leave it the way it is.
Novel statuses last updated January 6, 2014