allee you are a seventeen year old girl and you're talking about writing like old, distinguished men. Your writing is brilliant for somebody at your age, and even though there will be dry spells you'll always grow and become more wonderful with time. and so will your writing.

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thanks Syd, sometimes I expect too much of myself! You're right, I am young. thanks

Allee, your poetry belies your age. And you can't imagine how others view your work based on your own opinion. Poetry will always mean different things to different people. And then there are the things that inspire us. I usually find that negative things in my life inspire me to write more. Lately, things are going pretty well in my life, and my lack of new writing reflects that. If there's nothing bad happening to inspire you right now, be grateful for that fact. And if you can still write as well as I know you to do while being happy, then more power to you. Though I am interested in seeing you do some drawing.

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"Yeah, but you say a lot of things... and how does that work? You're a bicycle."

I bet you make your mom so proud. I NEED MORE SOUND!!!
*Apophysis - WOW!

Thanks a lot for your comment, it means ooodles to me! And I know what you mean about negative things bringing inspiration. I think it's maybe because the emotions are so strong that when we want to get them out and we write them down they just floooow. It's a lot harder to be content, and bask in contentment, and really analyze it. Maybe that's just me! But thanks again, I really want to try. And hopefully I get some drawings up soon! I got a new camera as well so I can try my hand at photography again

I find it funny that I came to your page after you made a harsh comment on a piece of writing by one of my closest friends.

Then, I read this journal. And I can say that I know, in my own way, how you feel. I've become rather frustrated with my writing lately, because it seems to have turned into the same type of modern writing. Which is not me.

Point though.
I hope that, whether you end up writing as well as Shakespeare or not, you end up liking whatever you write. Or. Maybe you end up happy with it all. I don't know. I'm having issues transferring thought to my fingers.
Have a good day, at least.

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I agree with GwenavhyeurAnastasia. I read some of your works--I won't deny that you, too, are talented, and that your style isn't that different from that of the writer you criticised (don't take offense, please).

But I know what you mean. Anyway, I don't know what I'm doing here, because it's not like I'm going to change your opinion on some piece.

About this entry: I guess most writers can't help but exaggerate--it just doesn't sound as interesting to say something like "I was rather disappointed after he dumped me" as opposed to "He tore out my heart" (of course, I would certainly not read anything with either of those lines in it but you know what I mean, I hope).

I suppose I'll conclude this since I have nothing better to say.

(And by the way, it's 'Wadsworth'.)

No offense taken, because you're pretty wrong about my style being the same as the writer I criticized. They are both modern styled, and emotional, kind of sad but hopeful and in some cases miserable, and use a similar voice to express such feelings but there is so, so much difference in our approach to the writing which is what compelled me to criticize in the first place (not that any approach is necessarily wrong).

The tone is very similar, the difference is that I actually attempt to use mechanics and rhythm and flow and pay agonizing attention to my line breaks and make sure I mostly avoid banalities and subjectivity so my poems don't look like pure diary thoughts put into lines. I'm not saying I'm better, not in the least bit, because I have a lot of problems with my own poetry. It's just obvious that the poetess has a lot to learn (as do I, as do I) and I got angry that she has so many comments just because people can "relate". It wasn't necessary but an angry girl needs to vent and sometimes I do it on otherwise undeserving kids who are given too many compliments and not enough criticism. I will also admit I had only read the one poem so maybe my criticisms about literary techniques and the like aren't completely accurate but I can usually tell from one piece where someone is on their writing journey.

Also, I've got nothing wrong with exaggeration. Poetry is expression of the mind which naturally exaggerates. It's people who whine, and people who don't attempt to ever move forward with their lives and subsequently their poetry. I'm sick of sad girls who choose not to be happy and then flaunt it.

And I'll bring this to a close since I also have nothing of extreme importance to say and by now I look like a big pompous douchebag.

(and no, it isn't Wadsworth. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow and William Wordsworth are two different poets. I don't say something if I don't know what I'm talking about. That would involve making an idiot out of myself which is especially embarrassing on the internet. Google yo shit before you front nigga).

Thanks, you left me a kind of strange comment and I'm not really sure what to make of it haha.

Haha. Yes, I was in a rather odd mood last night. I do apologize.

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