May 14, 2013 • violentwavesofemotion
How many times have people used a pen or paintbrush because they couldn’t pull the trigger?
Virginia Woolf, from Selected Essays  (via ihatenietzsche)

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May 14, 2013
andythanfiction: Stages of Deterioration in the Human Body Important for writers…helps avoid either walking in and knowing someone died moments ago “from the smell” (unless that smell is piss and shit), or finding someone dead for a week that “looks like they’re sleeping.”The Moment Of Death: 1. The heart stops. 2. The skin gets tight and ashen in color. 3. All the muscles relax. 4. The bladder and bowels empty.  5. The body temperature begins to drop 1 1/2 degrees Fahrenheit per hour. After 30 minutes: 6. The skin gets purple and waxy. 7. The lips, fingernails, and toenails fade to a pale color. 8. Blood pools at the bottom of the body. 9. The hands and feet turn blue. 10. The eyes sink into the skull. After 4 hours: 11. Rigor mortis has set in. 12. The purpling of the skin and the pooling of the blood continue. 13. Rigor continues to tighten muscles for another 24 hours or so. After 12 hours: 14. The body is in full rigor mortis. After 24 hours: 15. The body is now the temperature of the surrounding environment. 16. In males, the semen dies. 17. The head and neck are now a greenish-blue color. 18. The greenish-blue color spreads to the rest of the body. 19. There is a pervasive smell of rotting meat. After 3 days: 20. The gas in the body tissues forms large blisters on the skin. 21. The whole body begins to bloat and swell grotesquely. 22. Fluids leak from the mouth, nose, vagina, and rectum. After 3 weeks: 23. The skin, hair, and nails are so loose they can easily be pulled off the corpse. 24. The skin bursts open on many places on the body. 25. Decomposition will continue until the body is nothing but skelital remains, a process that can take a month or so in hot climates, and two months or more in cold climates.  

andythanfiction:

Stages of Deterioration in the Human Body

Important for writers…helps avoid either walking in and knowing someone died moments ago “from the smell” (unless that smell is piss and shit), or finding someone dead for a week that “looks like they’re sleeping.”

The Moment Of Death:
1. The heart stops.
2. The skin gets tight and ashen in color.
3. All the muscles relax.
4. The bladder and bowels empty. 
5. The body temperature begins to drop 1 1/2 degrees Fahrenheit per hour.

After 30 minutes:
6. The skin gets purple and waxy.
7. The lips, fingernails, and toenails fade to a pale color.
8. Blood pools at the bottom of the body.
9. The hands and feet turn blue.
10. The eyes sink into the skull.


After 4 hours:
11. Rigor mortis has set in.
12. The purpling of the skin and the pooling of the blood continue.
13. Rigor continues to tighten muscles for another 24 hours or so.

After 12 hours:
14. The body is in full rigor mortis.

After 24 hours:
15. The body is now the temperature of the surrounding environment.
16. In males, the semen dies.
17. The head and neck are now a greenish-blue color.
18. The greenish-blue color spreads to the rest of the body.
19. There is a pervasive smell of rotting meat.

After 3 days:
20. The gas in the body tissues forms large blisters on the skin.
21. The whole body begins to bloat and swell grotesquely.
22. Fluids leak from the mouth, nose, vagina, and rectum.

After 3 weeks:
23. The skin, hair, and nails are so loose they can easily be pulled off the corpse.
24. The skin bursts open on many places on the body.
25. Decomposition will continue until the body is nothing but skelital remains, a process that can take a month or so in hot climates, and two months or more in cold climates.


 

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May 9, 2013

Does Masturbation Make You More or Less Creative?

One evening in 1930, as he was struggling to recapture the feverish spirit that had fueled his first novel, Look Homeward, Angel, Thomas Wolfe decided to give up on an uninspired hour of work and get undressed for bed. But, standing naked at his hotel room window, Wolfe found that…

May 9, 2013
I must write it all out, at any cost. Writing is thinking. It is more than living, for it is being conscious of living.
 Anne Morrow Lindbergh
May 9, 2013 • alwaysenduphere

kaon4shi:

alwaysenduphere:

Le génie du mal [The genius of evil, aka; Lucifer]; Guillaume Geefs 

“The statue was originally a commission for Geefs’ younger brother Joseph, who completed it in 1842 and installed it the following year. It generated controversy at once and was criticized for not representing a Christian ideal.The cathedral administration declared that “this devil is too sublime.” The local press intimated that the work was distracting the “pretty penitent girls” who should have been listening to the sermons.” [x]

[The original ‘sublime’ version shown below, and the ‘revised’ one in the photoset above]

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> Make sculpture of the devil

> No this sculpture is too hot for church

> Make another one

> It’s even hotter

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May 8, 2013
The world thrives on change, and humanity is thirsty for art. If you chose to hide your creation out of fear of the opinions of others, everyone loses.
May 8, 2013

Killing or Seriously Injuring Major Characters

As creative writers, it’s our job to heighten the tensions of a tale, raise the stakes, describe lives with just as much conflict and tragedy as there is romance and hope.

Killing or seriously injuring major characters is a frightening thing, because when both writers and readers fall in love with these characters, we want to put them in a plastic safety bubble so no permanent physical damage will be done. On the flipside, we don’t want to kill a character too soon before readers have gotten the chance to fall in love.

So before you hit the ‘read more’ link (*potential spoiler alerts*) ask yourself these questions; Am I willing to go wherever this story takes me, whether it means I must cast my angelic characters from the impermeable pedestals I placed them with my Authorly power? Am I willing to risk sacrificing little bits of the story/potential shock factors in order to make sure my characters will always be able to heal for the next adventure? Am I capable of smoothly executing either and willing to give anything a risk?

It’s a difficult decision that no storyteller certainly has to make. It’s emotionally tolling to kill or permanently injure a fictional character you’ve come to care and love so hopelessly. But the possibilities…

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May 8, 2013 • whoa-dude-far-out
If you’ve got them by the balls, their hearts and minds will follow. John Wayne

If you’ve got them by the balls, their hearts and minds will follow. John Wayne

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May 8, 2013 • writewild

Write wild: Tips for Characterization

writewild:

Characterization is one of the most important elements of fiction. While literary fiction requires a more complex treatment than does most genre fiction, all writers must people their works with interesting, believable characters.

1. Know your character’s past without explaining it to the…

May 8, 2013

Let the River in - Radical Face

You, beneath the bed, I know all your tricks
I’ve seen you watching,  I’ve seen you drifting away
Seen you falling along, I’ve seen you disappear
 There ain’t a cloud in sight
Look through the snow and the branches
I can count all your teeth
Yeah I can count all your teeth
Now the bed’s on fire and the ceiling’s gone
And your mom and dad still sing the same old song
Don’t scare me off now, I’m your only friend
Don’t scare me off now, I’m your only friend
 Now you’re drifting away, Now you’re falling along
I’ve seen you disappear
I closed my eyes and saw my father’s sins
 They covered me like a second skin
I peeled them off and sure I bled it in
And now I’m free to sink my own damn ship
I cut the bridge down from my family tree
To start a fire in the middle
Now the house is just ash this time, sink or swim
 Let the river in
If blood is thicker than water, Then let the river in
We might drift away, but we’ve got thick skin
 Let the river in
If blood is thicker than water, Then let the river in
We might drift away, but we’ll find our way again

April 30, 2013
We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.
Anaïs Nin
April 30, 2013 • impactlimit

impactlimit:

http://www.streetartutopia.com/?p=5982 and Olympia, WA

“Freedom in art, freedom in society, this is the double goal towards which all consistent and logical minds must strive.” Victor Hugo

April 30, 2013

How Amazon Saved My Life

I’ve been working my ass off to finish this darkly-bloody-dramatic story that (hopefully!) you guys will enjoy, whether the characters make you sick or made you laugh or cringe or poop yourselves.

But how do I get it in your hands?!?! To be honest, I’m scared to make a decision on whether to traditionally publish or self publish, because I don’t want to make a mistake that’ll keep the story hidden away. But I know at some point I’ll need to make final publishing decisions to make this happen.

Anyways, this article was actually one of the only articles that made me feel hopeful when I was done reading it, not nauseas. Surprise, surprise ;)

April 30, 2013

Anthony Crossfield “Foreign Body” Photo Series

What’s normal to you is perplexing to me
What you see as strange is my daily ruitine
I watch all the glares you think I don’t see
I’d like you to stop, but I know you won’t be

It’s sad, it’s a shame, it’s truly a waste
That your body remains, still taking up space
That you continue to breathe your spitefull breath
All the years of hatred-can you give it a rest?

You’re society, the’in-crowd’, the popular few
That fail to realize us outcasts are here too
So from your mouth when hatred is fleeing
Just remember: we’re not really being different, We’re just different beings


“Being Different” by The Silent Loudness http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/being-different-3/          

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April 28, 2013 • bitterbelongings
We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.
Charles Bukoski (via bitterbelongings)

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