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Check out this encouraging testimony for Christian writers my friend showed me:
I was an Atheist Until I Read “The Lord of the Rings”
Please note: this is from a Catholic website, and I don't agree with the site's entire theology, or even all the theology expressed in this testimony. But it's a pretty amazing testimony nonetheless!
I was an Atheist Until I Read “The Lord of the Rings”
Please note: this is from a Catholic website, and I don't agree with the site's entire theology, or even all the theology expressed in this testimony. But it's a pretty amazing testimony nonetheless!
Dear DeviantArt
No one wants Eclipse. Heck you.
I know it probably doesn't mean much since I haven't been very active for personal reasons but, #soundofsilencemovement
Hey
Things kinda suck but I’m alive~
Hope everyone’s doing well and had a great Halloween! I was planning on holding an art contest or something to mark the anniversary of when I first posted “Heart Collector” but...
Maybe next year.
Lol I’ve accidentally fallen back into the Sonic the Hedgehog fandom. I guess it’s kind of my happy place—it’s a series about cute talking animals saving the world. So much innocence and nostalgia. I started writing a fan novel for it back in high school and I’m thinking about picking it back up again.
Don’t worry, Mortality is still my Baby. Just don
A Masterpiece
I write:
"Michael was a bit distracted.
He threw the door back open and peered around. He spun on his heels. Behind him the entrance to an outhouse, and a field, and a country road. Before him a fully furnished (if dusty) house.
What? How? Why? When?
'This privy is bigger on the inside!' he breathed, baffled as a Victorian with limited experience of the supernatural could be.
The Reaper did a double take.
'What? No! It’s a magic Key that opens a doorway to another tiny world alongside our own. Try to keep up Mr. MacBranain.'"
I wipe tears from my eyes. This is perhaps the single greatest thing I have ever
I miss stories.
I want to learn to love stories for their own sake again…regain that childish wonder, fall in love with characters, get lost in a world of someone else’s imagination; and then, when I have to close the cover, feel all the more inspired and energized to explore my own story’s world. Why does every book, show, or movie I take in feel like an obligation to me? I want to delight and revel in them; to devour them like chocolate, to soak in them like a hot bath, to roll around in them like I used to roll down grassy hills in the park back when I didn’t care so much about getting my clothes dirty.
I miss my childish, indulgen
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The article was p intresting! And why haven't atheists realized that before?