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  • By Maegann Stadnick
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    She has a bookshelf for a heart
    And a current of ink for veins.
    Her skilled insight and works of art
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    Are creativity’s sweet gain.
    She’ll write you into her story
    With the quick […]

  • By Dakota
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    From between dark cedars and whiskered pines, spring steps out.
    In the blush of redbud tree’s purple blooms,
    Wildflowers burst forth from hidden winter tombs.Β 
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    Against the backdrop of el […]

  • By Emma Starr
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    This is golden day:
    a single moment
    that lasts for hours.
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    I am standing in this field
    of brown, crisp grass and stubborn wildflowers,
    where the scent of summer stays.
    My feet are r […]

  • By Sarah Spradlin
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    I feel it,
    a certain heaviness in my heart
    as I’m making my way home one evening.
    Joy and Sorrow are very nearly always together,
    are very nearly always mine to holdβ€”
    every moun […]

    • I’m having trouble expressing the emotions this poem stirred inside me. I really, really like it.

      • ALSO it makes me want to watch ‘Inside Out’ again, and write a story about the two girls in the picture.

      • I’m so glad you enjoyed it! πŸ™‚ InsideOut in part inspired the poem, so I love that you picked up on that! πŸ˜‰ And go for it!! Write that story!!

    • Awww thank you, Sue! <3

    • This is beautiful! I’ve been learning to balance joy and sorrow lately. I’m naturally optimistic, and it can be hard to not be abrasively happy when others are going through a hard time.

      • What a beautiful thing to be learning yourself and how to love others well too! That’s awesome, Emily! <3

    • <3 So glad it spoke to you, Nana. Love you so much!

    • Sarah, wow. This poem has made it’s way into one of my favorites. What a deep, beautiful encouragement, so poignant and so full of truth <3 Wonderfully written, Sarah – thank you for sharing.

    • This is absolutely beautiful!! I love the friend-like relationship you portray between Joy and Sorrow. It reminds me that they don’t have to exist in an either-or relationship. In fact, we can often experience both at once, and that’s not necessarily a bad thing.

      • Thank you so much!! <3 That is so true: they really can exist together and that's okay–even good. <3

    • <3 Thank you, sweet friend! I recently read this at my first open mic, and it was awesome to revisit it and what God was teaching me in this moment.

  • By Brianna Rae
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    The moon burned red in the deep, dark pool.
    The stars gazed down in awe
    As the maid strode down the ancient path,
    Her fate engraved by law.
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    The first to rise in a thousand y […]

  • By Eliana Duran
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    As the old lady sits in her wooden porch chair,
    She sews together a blue teddy bear.
    For years she’s sat in the shade of the birch,
    Sewing a bear for each baby at church.
    There aren’t any […]

  • By Clarissa Smith
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    Those long miles down old gray roads,
    Roller coasters on the way to roller coasters,
    Coast to coast, talking in codes,
    The leaking pipes, the broken toasters.
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    Those moments driving b […]

    • Clarissa, I really loved the sway of this piece. The last stanza leading up to the last two lines left me with a nostalgic, wistful sigh. Thank you for sharing these thoughts with us. Well done : )

  • By Libby Powell
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    The forlorn girl looks up with a smileEach time the maple leaves sway with the breeze,Dancing like maidens of scarlet and goldFor the girl at the window who watches the trees,Seeking escape […]

  • By Gabrielle Pollack & Brianna Storm Hilvety
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    Editing is easy to overdo. You open your latest draft to restructure a scene, but as you reread your work to get your bearings, you can’t resist tinkering with a cl […]

  • By Katelynn Richardson
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    So it begins,
    the smell of freshly spread paint
    mixed with sweet-sticky perspiration.
    Tireless preparation.
    Scrub the stains, pack what remains, stack boxes in bedrooms,
    eat lunch […]

  • By Eliza LeBlanc
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    While scrolling through Instagram the other day, I came across a recent quote by S.D. Smith, author of The Green Ember. The words made my head snap up and the gears in my brain start […]

    • Everything can be done for the right or wrong reason, or in a right or wrong way. Self-expression doesn’t excuse laziness or indecency or foolishness, but it is not inherently self-serving or self-centred only because it has the word “self” in it: in many ways self-expression is a form of self-sacrifice: honesty, vulnerability, humility, responsibility, taking action instead of letting the world go by.

      You could also say that an artist cannot well serve others except by self-expression, or anyone else for that matter, as it is not true that self-expression is limited to artists.
      It is after all how God created all his creation to serve him. The sun, a rose, a star, a tree, the sea, all serve him by self-expression alone.

      But it all depends on who you yourself are. Zig Ziglar said: “You have to be before you can do, and you have to do before you can have.” Contrary to what many people claim, you can and should always be changing who you are.

    • I very much agree with Patrick: Self-expression isn’t inherently wrong. It isn’t, by default, ego-stroking, which I feel like the article necessarily attaches it to.

      Suppressing self-expression is Puritanism, not Christianity. It serves the role of beating down the individual in the name of religious subservience, and nothing better.

      1. We are creators created in God’s image. God created for His joy. It is innately good that, attuned to what God loves, we also create for our joy.

      2. When we express our unique worldviewβ€”and, remember, “express” can mean “press out,” like with juice from a citrusβ€”we create a specific, human point of connection to the reader. We don’t simply connect with the Psalms because they say “God is good.” Well, some people do, probably. But most people look to the Psalms and see suffering and deliverance and faith within them, and take comfort in the fact that even the man after God’s own heart, thousands of years ago, felt the same things we do today, and poured out his heart in writing.

      3. God set us apart for good works. No, we aren’t saved by them, but we are certainly intended to do them. We are clearly intended to do more than praise God and be missionaries. If we are aligned with God, our self-expression will be so likewise. “Speak up for those who have no voice, for the justice of all who are dispossessed. Speak up, judge righteously, and defend the cause of the oppressed and needy.” (Proverbs 31:8-9 CSB)

      The core of all this is that service to God should precede self-expression, not preclude it. If we do not believe we are important enough to sub-create, we shouldn’t be creating at all, because we have no respect for the beauty or power of individual humanity. And that’s not the message I see in the New Testament or the Old.

    • Great article, Eliza! πŸ™‚

    • This is a wonderful, inspiring article!! Thank you so much for this!! In a world where everything is so man- centered, this is a very refreshing reminder that pleasing God should be our focus!! πŸ™‚ Thank you

    • Hey Me (or whomever you are),

      Thanks for taking the time to comment on this post. We actually don’t cherry-pick who does and doesn’t get a voice on our site; as long as comments are respectful, we welcome the exchange of ideas here on the blog!

      Now, Eliza and I may not agree completely on everything she argued here (again: as a site, we value the exchange of ideas), but I think she holds a legitimate position and I don’t think this comment paints her position fairly, so I’d like to defend her against a couple of the arguments you made here that I think misrepresent the piece.

      By my reading, Eliza isn’t arguing that self-expression is innately invalid. She states this rather explicitly in her article: “I’m not saying self-expression is inherently wrong. But it is if we remove God from the act of creating art.” This of course begs the question on what the removal of God looks like. But she makes it clear what that looks like: it’s written to serve those who read or view the work of art (whether it’s in written or image form). So I don’t believe that Eliza is saying here that self-expression is wrong–she’s saying that it’s something that can be wrong (as anything can, and perhaps it’s something that’s often used wrongly) but that can also be good if it’s combined with a desire to serve others.

      Now, I would draw a line between stories we write that are just for ourselves and stories that are presented for public consumption. If you’re just writing it for yourself, the public service element is irrelevant in my opinion so I don’t think it’s wrong to just write it to express yourself (just like you may do in a journal). If a story is being presented for public consumption, though, I don’t think it’s unreasonable to consider the reader.

      I’d actually argue that a lot of poor fiction comes about as a result of not considering the reader. If you want people to enjoy your story, you often need to consciously structure it with the audience in mind in order to craft relatable characters, a gripping plot, and readable prose. There have been a couple of times in my life when I wrote short stories in large part to help myself work through some of the emotions and struggles I was processing. Since I wanted to share these stories with others, one of the things I found myself doing each time was to revise the story to better engage and reach readers. My first draft may have been appropriate self-expression–but it was self-expression that wasn’t necessarily interesting to others without me sitting down and polishing it so that it both expressed some of my own feelings /and/ did so in a way that effectively reached readers.

      Now, Eliza and I may both draw some of our lines in different places as most people do with tricky issues like this. But if (to quote the Westminster Shorter Catechism), our goal in life is to glorify God and enjoy him forever, I don’t think it’s unreasonable at all to suggest that writing stories to express ourselves /and/ to glorify God at the same time is better than writing stories that just express ourselves. People can certainly use the importance of glorifying God in fiction as a justification for putting forth bland storytelling, but I’d argue the problem is with the execution, not the motive.

      If you disagree, feel free to comment and push back against some of the things I’m saying. πŸ™‚ I would just ask that you keep the discussion respectful and focused on ideas rather than people!

  • By Rebecca Pepper
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    As far back as extends the human brain,
    Did words by virtue of themselves enchant,
    Aligned, symmetric, synchronized refrain,
    A verbal song, humanity’s descant.
    For lightning does not fl […]

  • By Heather Drabant
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    Writers tend to be reluctant to show their work to others. We’ve all hovered our cursors over the send button for longer than necessary. Maybe we even changed our minds and closed the wi […]

    • Hey! I hope you don’t mind me jumping in here and offering my two cents’ worth.
      I used to be far too shy to share my writing with anyone, including my parents, but that was partially just because I was shy and partially because some of the things I wrote paralleled our lives and I was scared I hadn’t done it justice. So I’m not sure how helpful I can be, but I’ll give it a shot.
      First off, death and imperfections are part of life in a fallen world. If we as teens know that, I guarantee our parents do too. They’re probably read those kinds of stories themselves. Although obviously, it’s different when it’s their kid that’s writing it.
      (Especially if it’s their innocent girl blowing people up, right? XD)
      So chances are, one, they won’t mind it as much as it seems, and two, they probably know you better than anyone else. Your story is a part of you. It probably won’t be as shocking as it seems.
      When I finally let my mom read my stories, I’d let her read one chapter, and she knew I’d let her read the next when I was ready. One little chapter at a time, she got through my entire story, and now she reads my unedited WIP as I goβ€”which is slightly darker than the first one. She knows that I’m writing towards a healing ending. That the darkness won’t last forever.
      It’s just like any other fearβ€”sometimes you just got to blaze into it, and it’s not as bad as it seemed.
      If your parents aren’t as accepting, that’s a different story, and one I’m not sure how well I can cover. Obviously we believe that writing is a gift from God and that’s something parents should encourage in their kids. I doubt your parents would make you quit, but if they did, going up in arms isn’t going to help anything. Pray about it, and ask them to pray about it. Story Embers has plenty of articles about Christians writing about darkness…maybe ask them to read that.
      If they still say no, beyond that, I’m not really sure what to tell you. But I hope that was helpful.
      I’m on the forums here as @wolverinerm, if I can offer any more advice. I’ll be praying everything goes over well with your parents.

    • This article was just what I needed. Thank you. I don’t feel really brave or bold when it comes to my writing. I’ve only ever shared it with one person. But this article has given me the courage to reach farther. To strive for more. And to not let the fear of rejection control me. So, thank you again.

  • By Cainon Leeds
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    I was twenty-four, my friend,
    and getting married; we had no idea
    what we were getting ourselves into
    when we passed over
    the field of poppies
    that said, β€œWe are the numbers
    to end all nu […]

  • By K. A. Grey
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    Here I stand amid the ruins,
    Here I seek for answers
    Through thoughts riddled in confusion,
    The chaos clinking together
    Like iron fetters.
    My very thoughts are ringing,
    Forged in silence, […]

  • By Abby McBane
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    The time has come to fell the flowers;
    It’s autumn now, the summer’s bounty waning.
    Outside I go, in the late morning hours,
    To do the deed, a buoyant manner feigning.
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    Butterfly and bee f […]

  • By Cassandra Hamm
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    Mahzar sat cross-legged on the sandy floor and gripped his staff to still his trembling hands. Suluboya’s painted face stared at him from the corner of the tent as if waiting for him to re […]

    • Ooooh, a lovely tale of honor and what it means. Of family love, and how it applies. Thank you, Cassie. I love how clear the world it around the character, how engaged his mind is with the reader, and the clarity with which each decisions is made, even in confusion.

      I make note of this as I prepare my own stories.

    • I love this! You tell an old, old story in a fascinating setting that held my interest without running over the emotions of the characters.

      Generational conflict is a huge part of our human story, and you tackled it beautifully. I love the resolution.

    • Ahhhh, Cassie! This is so beautiful! Congratulations!

    • This was a STUNNING story, Cassie! Your worldbuilding and imagery were incredible – I could picture everything so clearly. I started reading this planning to only finish the first half, and use the rest as motivation to get my college homework done … but that didn’t happen, I read the whole thing in one go xD. You did an absolutely WONDERFUL job with this story, my friend! It felt like I could have been reading from one of the classics.

      • Wow, thanks, Savvy πŸ˜€ <3 haha, sorry I made you procrastinate on your homework, but I'm also proud of that. πŸ˜‰ wow, from the classics?! That's huge praise! <3

    • AHHH THANK YOU <3 I'm so glad I portrayed it so vividly! And I'm sorry for the pain I caused you XP <3 I'm glad you loved the ending and everything πŸ˜€ <3 *huggles*

    • Cassie, this is SO good!! I love this! 🤩 The setting was so rich and beautiful…the characters…AGHHH!! It’s all so good! ❤❤❤
      Have some pizza and celebrate. You’re amazing!😍

    • Thank you so much, Shay! πŸ˜€

    • Thank you, Emma!! Yes, exactly. <3

    • Lovely, Cassie! So emotional, and gripping! *cries*

    • Thank you so much, John! I’m so glad you enjoyed the story and its writing quality. That means a lot.

  • By Andrew Strachen
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    When people came from a distant land,
    They saw a light held in her hand,
    A rock that stood within the sand,
    That stood for liberty.
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    And now she strains to keep her hold
    Upon a n […]

    • WOW. What an awesome poem. I especially love the flow of this stanza–

      “A city glowing on a hill
      Forgets its Builder, forgets Him still.
      With hollow morals left to fill
      Foundations soon will crumble.”

    • Andrew, this is really an awesome poem. The way you wove truth into your words with the simple sway of your rhythm gave me such satisfaction as I read. Thank you for sharing this πŸ™‚

    • This was beautiful! The flow of the poem was perfect and this subject in particular really hits close to my heart. Way to go! 👍🏻

  • By Rachel Rogers
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    I was built deep and hungry,
    with a heart that wanted to be filled with
    so much beauty and emotion
    and love.
    I thought that was my gift,
    my blessingβ€”
    being able to contain it all.
    To so […]

  • By Shannon Caeley
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    Broken towers, ripped apart.
    Life is full of pain; nothing is
    right. All has been demolished.
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    How did it get this way?
    Tattered and torn, broken to bits.
    Was life always pain and s […]

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