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Reasons Why I Dislike FeministsCurrently, the hashtag “Women Against Feminism” has been trending on social media, and it has created quite the on-line feminist backlash. Feminists have been left scratching their heads, wondering why women of all people would have a problem with feminism. Why would women be against people who claim to be “advocating social, political, legal, and economic rights for women equal to those of men”?
If I had a dollar for every feminist who rebutted the phrase “I don’t like feminism” with “what do you have against equal rights for women?”, my wealth would rival that of Steve Jobs!
No, feminists, we do not have a problem with women wanting equal rights to men. Our problem is not with what feminists claim to stand for. Our problem is not with their positions. Our problem is with their words and actions.
You see, feminists, I don’t judge people based upon what they claim to stand for. If that were the case, I would take the word of R
Heroes AND Villains Nobler Than Bart SimpsonBart Simpson is one of the worst fictional characters ever created in the history of mankind. He has no morals or ethical constraints whatsoever. Loyalty is a foreign concept to Bart because he is incapable of showing any towards any person or cause. Bart causes mayhem and destruction just for the sake of causing mayhem and destruction, and he does so without hesitation, restraint, mercy or guilt. Sure, you may be able to name a few nice things Bart Simpson has done, but those nice things are superficial, and when you combine them with all the terrible, rotten, evil things he has done, trying to find the nice things is like trying to find a sparkling necklace in a lake of pure oil 100 feet deep with the surface area as big as the state of Texas. And worst of all-Bart Simpson is a character that we're supposed to like. If you've recently turned against because you have recently read an article
(TWD Discussion) Clem and Jane VS the World
Disclosure a la Kyle Bosman: I am a person with ideas and feelings about stories n’ shit, and I’m just expressing them. I am in no way trying to play “backseat game designer” because I’m actually really enjoying TellTale’s stories lately. I’m just inspired to express my ideas that ep. 4 popped into my brain.
I’ve seen episode 4, Amid the Ruins, three times now (played twice). So now I can express some thoughts and ideas about things without fearing that they’d be impossible if X or Y decision was made.
SO I WILL BE DISCUSSING THE WALKING DEAD GAME SPOILERS from up until Season 2, Episode 4.
So here’s the thing: Jane is fucking awesome. She is exactly the kind of character that is needed right now. Molly from Season 1 was similar but Jane is more fully realized, is a bit older, and is in a much better position to actually have the potential for longevity, in the same sense that Kenny has. Kenny is a mor
FFM Links: July 29, 2014:iconnamelessshe:
In the week three challenge journal, wie asked you to give props to the people that have inspired you this month. Today’s challenge celebrates one such FFMer.
She has been a tireless commenter and cheerleader and it wouldn't have been nearly as much fun without her. She has also come up with ideas for challenges, of which coincidentally the Hydra is running out (not that this was in any way a consideration). NamelessShe, FFM salutes you!
Week Five, Challenge One
Flash Fiction Month is about writing one piece of very short "flash" fiction (55-1000 words) every day of July.
Paste a link to your flash fiction piece for July 29th in the comments below.
Every day, there will be a new deviation where you can post a link to your piece of flash fiction for the day.
From time to time, we'll ramp it up a gear and ask you to try your hand at a
Mykan knows what he REALLY wantsThe Dakari-King never learns, does he? Or does he ever want to learn?
MYKAN KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS
Yeah, and I'm a pro-algebra zealot.
It has now come to my attention that a lot of people are trying to get me to stop making fics and vids, as they want me to “Improve” my life… to their standards.
Where the hell did they say anything about that last part, your absent-mindedness?
“A matter of what they want” but what about me. What is it that I want? How do I want things in my life to be?
Being such an attention whore shouldn't be one of those things you would want. Trust me, dA and other websites (and real life, to an extent) has enough attention whores as is. One less would leave the rest of us a little happier.
You see there’s a difference from “Improving your life” and “Being satisfied with it”
And how does being miserable all the time count as "being satisfied" with life?
FFM Links, Day PENULTIMATE, 2014This challenge is brought to you by the collaborative efforts of the FFM Chatroom.
Don't like the challenge? You should have been there.
Alas, tomorrow is the last day of FFM.
HOWEVER, there are still winners to be announced and judging to judge (not necessarily in that order), plus wie're planning some articles about what you can do to edit your flash fiction next, and maybe some suggestions for publication routes if that's your goal. So if you've had a piece of writing that originated during FFM published before, drop us a note.
What wie're trying to say is the fun won't stop in August. You just won't have to write a piece of flash fiction every day, unless you want to keep that up (if you do, you can think of your own darned challenges).
Week Five, Challenge Two
Flash Fiction Month is about writing one piece of very short "flash" fiction (55-1000 words) ever
Erotic Fiction**This is not an erotic story or poem. Which may disappoint some people, lol. Who have already stopped reading. Hehe.
I have been holding back posting a journal or standard deviation rant about this topic for a while, but I feel like now is as good a time as any. Life is short you know, and I'm all rejuvinatey from vacation.
Erotic fiction. What positives can we say about it that won't make us seem like total perverts? Umm...sex is in the Bible!! And the Bible is a book!! There is an entire "book" about it in there. Check it out for yourself if you don't believe me.
deviantArt is purported to be a website where artists can develop their craft, receive critical feedback, get more exposure, ahem, for their art, make connections for marketing, sales and perhaps future publishing. But there is a sad, odd censorship happening here that is completely outside of what is happening in the mainstream fiction world. All I need to say is 50 Shades of Grey^, which dear reader, be
The king's 'derivative' stuffAnd just when you-know-who couldn't get anymore...well, you know.
HOW MYKAN MAKES DERIVATE
First, I’ll explain…
I cannot draw things by hand very well.
Why couldn't you have just practiced every day when you were younger?
-It would take far too long
-It would not look very good (Even with practice, and would still take too long)
No wonder you don't put much effort into things.
-Nobody wants to see stuff like that
-Even if I did draw them, they would still probably look no different
At least they wouldn't resemble altered stuff.
So to save time, I do what most people do, and edit over screen shots taken from the show itself, or enlist the help of other people and their artworks (With first asking for permission, and crediting them if they say “Yes”)
Did you enlist such help from people at all?
However, screenshots from actual TV shows, you cannot ask for permission
Didn't stop those recolor artists among
Klonoa 3 petition (Sign if you want it to happen)PLEASE READ
After the answer from NAMCO BANDAI games http://www.namcobandaigames.com/community/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=13642&p=97421 here, saying they don't have Klonoa 3 planned, but that they could get interested in working on it if it was more famous, the Facebook Klonoa Fan Club group started a petition. Please sign it if you want Klonoa 3!
The Coffee GodThe Coffee God behind the counter shuffles foot to foot, a dance of steam and espresso. Black painted fingernails, inch gauged ears and a gray striped sweatshirt, hood crooked on his back. There's a cigarette tucked behind one ear; it bobs and twitches with each step.
“Non-fat caramel latte,” he calls, just as he always does, part of a spell, part of a mantra, toneless (just a tuck at the end). I reach. He looks up.
The espresso maker hisses.
There's something like a grin, something like a spark, something like a shared secret linked eye to eye. When he passes over the drink (rough cardboard sleeve hot to the touch), he lingers. Our fingers brush, a shiver, a jolt, a ten-watt shock.
The Coffee God tilts his chin, shouts, “Hey, mind if I take my break now?”
and ducks around the counter without waiting for a reply.
He slips his cigarette between his lips without taking his eyes from mine. I follow him out the door.
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