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April Q and AInterview with conorschildApril Q and A
Aprils Question and Answer session kicks off with conorschild, (no joke!) a going on 3-year deviant, forum whore, and for the all intended educational purposes of this article, a writer.
How long have you been a writer, and what first got you started?
I don't think there's been any one thing that got me started as a writer. I've always loved books from an early and at primary school I enjoyed taking part in writing activities, but I don't think I started writing for my own enjoyment until I was around 13. That was around when i joined dA, I wrote mainly poetry then but I


How to Host an Ink SessionInk Sessions have always been a successful and fun ProsePlease event. These online workshops are held in the #InkSessions Chatroom, created by ProsePlease. An Ink Session is basically, a set of organised informal activities created around a topic. The purpose of an Ink Session is to encourage meeting of writers and more importantly, literature-based discussion and development. All Ink Sessions are logged to provide a transcript for anyone unable to make it. And for the first time ever, Ink Sessions can now be run by ProsePlease members. If you're a member and interested in running a session, here's how.How to Host an Ink Session
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Contest Entry: Christmas Unity My family loves Christmas. Most years, my aunt Joan records the whole event: my two cousins and I walking into the room to discover newfound presents under an ornament-laden tree; the three of us ripping paper in delight and excitement; my grandmother, uncle, and mother watching us with big smiles, content with their secret labor as Santa's elves. Sometimes, we find those old tapes and laugh, remind each other of how we used to act, and recall the past. Christmas, with its bright decorations and multi-colored strings of lights around the house and windows, brings unityContest Entry: Christmas Unity


Nostalgia I was ten, my sister was six. We stood side by side in our tiny bathroom applying our "Sting" makeup, preparing to roam the neighborhood for the sole purpose of acquiring as much candy as humanly possible in a single evening. We grabbed our pillowcases (yes, our pillowcases), and stepped onto the front porch. Fellow trick or treaters already formed lines on the front porch of our not-so-friendly neighbors' houses. Darkness set, and with it came the rain. There was always rain. Ruining our costumes, ruining our makeup, and ruining our night.Nostalgia


MonstersI once sat in an orphanage, pouring make-believe tea. The little girl I was playing with told me to add milk and sugela. I suppose I should have corrected her; should have told her that I would stir in the sugar and ignored the isiZulu word. The orphanage teaches the children to speak English, because English speaking children have a much better chance of finding new parents. I suppose I should have done that, but I couldn't bring myself to take away one of the last few words of her mother tongue. I put usugela into the tea.Monsters
I've visited homes that I wouldn't call houses. I stood outside an abandoned garage with a broken door. A


CookiesChristmas, when I was a kid, was a beautiful, magical time of year. All of my memories are filled with Bing Crosby singing and hot chocolate with tiny marshmallows. I was always so excited. I never realized that eight out of eleven Christmases growing up, my family was alone. My parents, always hard for money, would save all year if they had to for presents, and on Christmas day, Santa Claus would always have brought that toy Id been longing for. I never wrote Santa letters. He always knew. I left him cookies, and milk and so much bright eyed faith. My brother told me about Santa when I was 5 or 6. ItCookies
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