BlackOrchid918's profile
AGE:
21
LOC: United States
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: July 29
LOC: United States
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: July 29
My writing’s very eclectic; much of it’s dark, some of it’s humorous. In any case, no matter what it is I’m in the process of creating I always strive to be fresh and original. I’m inspired by lots of things, but mostly dark, different and surreal art (Ann Bachelier, Leonor Finni, Dali, Amano), dark, different and surreal people (mostly women) both fictitious and real (Elisabeth Bathory, Luisa Casati, the Count of St Germain), classic movies and stars from the 1920’s-1960’s (Joan Crawford, Anna May Wong, Maria Felix), vintage ads and advertising icons (the Morton Salt Girl, Aunt Jemima, Mrs. Butterworth), offbeat tv shows and movies (Twilight Zone, Twin Peaks, X-Files), Asian culture, fairy tales, villainesses, mythology, and probably so…
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When the clouds that you knew Once painted a royal hue Fade to crooked swirls Of smoky alabaster A baneful black cat Emerges from the dark Eyes piercing like twin daggers Whiskers arched It slinks beneath a ladder--in pursuit You run. Faces pass you, the world's a blur Try to escape it, attempt to evade it Without getting hurt By its black magic treachery, Its forthcoming tragedy Then you hear the sharp noise Of broken glass all around In avoiding the hellcat, you knocked A woman's compact mi...
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In my dreams There I live A thousand lives A day Living in this one Revealed the past In a most disconcerting way I'll never forget it At once real and chimeric Unfettered by this pen Come then Let me tell you It was in old days gone by In China's Shanghai He and I were together Just as we are today But enacting evil was our stock in trade Upscale assassins we were, paid To impede lives from living In this, my forgotten memory He in his tophat Me riding his coattails In a bright scarlet dress...
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Overcast and dreary, through the mists of paranoia That you summon with your spite Your withered, tired hands seek me out To drain me of my will, and satiate your vampiristic mind Transmute the joyous rain into a desperate drought Your words...like threads of razor... Gripping, grating, gashing, grinding...into my thoughts I'm a slut? Now, you know that's far from being true. You merely try to find fault in she who's so much fairer than you. You're a blight in my world And I, a villain in you...
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Hera sat at a small oak table accompanied by her white-robed sister, Hestia. “Oh sweetie, it’ll be alright. You did the right thing,” said Hestia trying to comfort her distraught sister. “I know, I know. But I still worry about the children. I don’t want them to think I left because of them,” said Hera getting a bit misty-eyed. “Oh, I’m sure they don’t think that at all,” Hestia reassured her and then turned to call out to their sister Demeter, who had been in her room for over a half hour. “...
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Downstairs, Zeus walked down the long, torch-lit hallway and knocked on the cobblestone bathroom door. “Uh, Hekate? You, uh...you open up in there ” Zeus attempted to sound authoritative. “Why bother?” came the disinterested response from behind the door. “Hekate, are you cutting yourself?” Zeus asked. “...Yes,” came Hekate’s response after a brief pause. “Well, er...stop that ” Zeus then sighed and in a flash of lightning appeared in the bathroom with Hekate. She sat on the edge of the black...
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I thought it was a very convincing world, it didn't feel contrived yet it had that sense of familiarity one looks for when venturing into another writer's fantasy. Your characters were easy to envision and identify with, and the plot was definitely intriguing. Loved your use of imagery especially during the cave scene (which by the way I didn't think dragged out). The action scene was well-written, although I thought it was too brief (I wanted more ^_^). Your ability to build suspense in your...
I enjoyed the imagery you employed in this piece. The division between mind, heart and body and their subsequent reunion. I also liked how you seamlessly meshed the figurative, "found my heart" with the literal "in Colorado." Same thing with the avoidance of responsibility conveyed by the "hands tucked in pockets" line. That part seemed very fluidly executed and expressed so much with so little. Unfortunate your year was so rough, but at least the experiences you take with you make for good w...
Wow. It sounds really intriguing and definitely like something I'd want to read more of. I love the Ruth Gordon-like landlady, every novel needs a character like that lol. Are you/have you published this? It definitely sounds like something you'd find on the shelf of a bookstore. I applaud you on getting this reader hooked just by a few paragraphs!
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