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Thanks to all the suggesters and CVs that gave me a DD.
Becoming Brian
Crossroads
X-Mas on the Border of England and Over There
A Guide to Writing Combat Related Mental Illness
And Here is John
Circles
The Trial of Private Bauer
And Two Years After That Night in Nasiriyah and Analise, now in storage.


Interviews & Reviews
Sometimes I talk about history and people record it.

Being Historical with doughboycafeHistory is cool. I could try to explain why, but if you aren't already interested, there's a better way to get on board: read and/or write historical fiction. Only...I can't say anything there, I don't know anything about historical fiction!
Luckily, dA has a strong cadre of historical fiction writers. I (metaphorically) sat down with one of the outstanding, doughboycafe:
What is "historical fiction"?

I think that it is, quite simply, fiction set somewhere in history. Though it usually draws on one or more actual events, we get to make up the whos and the whys and the hows.
That isn't to say it isn't accurate, however. Historical fiction, good historical fiction, is well researched and the details of the time period, social situation, and culture should reflect real ideas, technology, and cultural values. 

If you have to do the same amount of research, why not nonfiction?

I guess that all depends on your
Daily Lit Deviant - @doughboycafeDaily Lit Deviant is an article put out on a daily basis throughout the year that is devoted to showing the work and accomplishments of one writer per article and presenting exemplary pieces of their work. It is based off of bowie-loon123's series of articles of the same name.
Join me in welcoming doughboycafe as our Daily Lit Deviant for January 6th, 2014.
Nominated by Nichrysalis
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doughboycafe is the definitive resource for all things military fiction on deviantART, and her gallery exemplifies her love for crafting realistic, accurate fiction in a war-torn setting.

The guide above deals with mental illness sustained from combat, and there is nothing quite like it on deviantART. Anybody with any intentions to create a believable character should read and take something from this guide.
What

Writers of the Revolution, July 21Featured WRITER
doughboycafe
Featured by SilverInkblot
Reading work from doughboycafe is a matter of investing your time – her pieces are often dense and long, but your investment will be returned tenfold. I, as a matter of personal taste, have never cared much for war stories, be it in my literature or my movies, yet the works below sucked me right in.

Becoming Brian
"He crawled on his belly through the thick jungle of the Argonne Forest and he covered himself in the gray French clay. His fingertips went black from cleaning his rifle. He tripped while running over a field and looked up just in time to see the rest of the squad mowed down by machine gun fire - they landed one by one on the hard ground, nothing but tatters and holes. He shot a boy in the head. He ran out of bullets and gored a man with his knife, and his fing
Artist Interview - DoughBoyCafeArtist Interview with Professional Travel Writer http://doughboycafe.deviantart.com/ who has received a number of DD's with a recent DD being awarded for the piece A Guide to Writing Combat-Related Mental Illness at link http://doughboycafe.deviantart.com/art/A-Guide-to-Writing-Combat-Related-Mental-Illness-383688095. We have interviewed him below on his art.
1. What type of art do you do?
I am a fiction writer. I also do non-fiction work, but it’s mostly for my work, or in the form of guides. I consider my art and love to be a writer of fiction.
2. Have you attended education for your artwork, or are you self-taught? Do you do your art professionally or as hobby?
I have never attended classes for writing, no, but I wouldn’t say I’m entirely self-taught. My background is in History and Anthropology, which really helps me in writing because I primarily write historical fiction. My school study gave me a strong background in my material, and after that, I did coursework


The Historical Fiction Workshop
Just what it says on the package.
Historical Fiction Workshop: Week 1, Prep WeekWelcome to the 2015 Historical Fiction Workshop!
 
Please read the following carefully, as instructions are here.
This year I have the pleasure of hosting alongside neurotype, former Lit CV and all around dA rockstar. We are both versed in literature and have been published before, and I personally have several degrees in history and history related fields, so you are going to be in good hands here.
Does that make us the be all and end all? Not by a long shot. But we have some chops, and we want you all to know that you'll be getting real instruction, and not random speculation. We're working hard to make this worth your time and energy.
What will happen from here on out?
Assignments will be posted weekly in a journal, like this one, so right now make sure you are watching me, even if it is temporary for the workshop.  I won’t be slighted if you unwatch at the end, this is for practicality’s sake only.
Once you have completed an ass
Historical Fiction Workshop: Week 2, Hi-StoryThe lessons actually begin. Let's do this :stare:
This week we will be talking about not how to write accurate history, but how to write a story. Just because you chose a genre to write in doesn't mean the story element is somehow less important than the background your chose. It still has to be literature.

Lesson 2: Building a HistFic story

First, let's talk about what Historical Fiction is. A lot of people seem to think that if something is historical fiction, that it needs to revolve around a specific historical event. It doesn't. In fact, the fiction part of the genre allows you to invent your own. But remember, this isn't AU (that´s a whole different genre!). We're going to take a real setting, with real facts, and build a story from it. If you want to use a real event, that's fine. But if you are interested in a time period or general area, that's also fine.
Historical Fiction is hard because it requires so much research. You need to work a lot, read a

Historical Fiction Workshop: Week 3, SourcesAlright, here we go. Everyone has their base ideas, now it’s time to dive into research. Everyone is excited. We all open up google, and…
Oh, god, it's TOO MUCH. There is information on everything, everywhere, and I can't tell what is useful or isn't, or where I should even start!
 No big. Let's roll with this week's lesson.
Lesson 3: Sources and Gathering
Now it’s time to start learning how to gather proper sources and how to sift out what is actually relevant to your story. Remember that this is NOT the only week you’re going to have for research, as researching is a continuous process during all story writing, but especially so in historical fiction.
 
Part 1: What you need, what you don't.
First thing is to look through your outlines and notes and start pulling out exactly what information you are going to need. Let’s look at my own example outline.
 
I am writing a story about American espio
Historical Fiction Workshop: Week 4+5, WritingAlright Historians, time to actually start writing your story.
(NOTE: if you have not completed week 3's sources and you are starting to panic, DON'T. You have time. you have time to read, you will have two whole weeks to write this AND week 6 is focused on re-researching and re-writing, so from here on all, reading sources and putting pen to paper is literally all you are doing. Be calm, and ask me if you are hitting road blocks.)
 
This time, your assignment first: Start your working draft. I’d like to see people get it half done by the end of the week. I assume that halfway through your stories you will start to find more things you need to research, so here is what I want you to do:
:bulletblue: Make a new scrap deviation, this will be your rough draft. Start writing it and link it back here so I know when to look at it. You can link even if you only have an opening paragraph and continue to add to it, alerting us as many times as you like

Historical Fiction Workshop: Week 7, RedactionTime for the final week, guys. Sorry I am a day late. What I need is links to your rough drafts posted on this journal so we can move forward.
This week is all about editing your rough draft, meaning, I want you to go back and start looking for clunky sentences, mistakes, etc. If you don't encounter any historical inaccuracies, good for you!
But if you do encounter one...
Ok so we’ve all gotten part way through our stories. And then stopped. Probably because several people hit a brick wall and realized they are either missing critical information or worse yet – they got something wrong.
    I.                     
First part of this week’s lesson is: Guys, you’re going to get a lot of things wrong. No amount of research is going to give you the 100% the first time through. This is history, this is the grind. So the f

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Women in War Contest Winners

Journal Entry: Thu Sep 17, 2015, 11:37 AM


Basically all my contest entries were super awesome. I mean you guys really kicked ass in terms of making actual stories, and also the amazing themes you came up with. It highlighted a whole gamut of ways in which war affects those left unmentioned and unfeatured, and I'm proud of you. I kind of wanted to give all of them at least an honorable mention. Also thanks to HugQueen for the judging help!

Here were all the entries. I highly suggest you read them all:

Mature Content

Mature Content

Independence Day, 1898I. Mama
1898, and Mama—half clockwork
gold, half fleshy breaths—pours
tsokolate eh! tsokolate ah!
before His Eminent Uniform
observes over the steaming black
into which he dips
His Eminent Lips—
Mama can shoot bullets from her fingertips.
Mama with her magnifying eyes can spy
Spaniard fiends from miles
away. Mama, tsokolate hair still fluid
sway, still flesh between her legs. He breathes
softs hymns and psalms he can no longer sing
since friars are our enemies.
Together, they press their palms and kiss
underneath mosquito netting.
Mama, secret shadow of
Hilaria back at home.
Mama, secret weapon in clashes
of sword and bolo, her weighty gold
tipping the scales in our favor.
Mama, our eternal savior.
II. Man in the Hammock
"Do you think this is the end? Why,
it is only the beginning. Enemies rush
out, friends rush in."
"Friends? Of which friends are you speaking?"
"Clever girl."
Eyes closed, swaying
in the blood-thick breeze.
Legs twisted thin from


ianfuHe pries me open at the cusp,
plants his shame in me
for me to grow it
as my own.
It finds roots,
thrives in this dark prison,
finds solace in the agony
of my fellow warriors.
Many of us will not survive this war.
Each day is a series of battles,
of bullets piercing me,
leaving memories and wounds
that I cannot lick clean.
I am a vessel for comfort,
at the expense of my own.
I am stronger than the soldiers who enslave me;
you do not know the true power of war
until you find yourself fighting
for the strength to die.
These are my frontlines.
Don't Tell RosieDon't Tell Rosie by J.A. Grier
Rhonda's overalls are too big,
but they do the job just like she
does.  Weaver turned welder -
her eyes are determined.
She sees people looking at her,
and imagines they are smiling,
lauding her, her work.  Man's work.
It makes her laugh.  Easier
than days at the loom, her hands
now meld marvels in the glowing
arc.  Pay is better, too.  She watches
the boss at lunch, and thinks it
strange, his gaze quick and away.
Her friend rolls her eyes, "War's
done soon, then so are we."
It's a long moment of more thinking.
Then understanding.  Rhonda walks
home, and now the faces frown.  
Her eyes are determined,
and nothing will ever be the same.
"Don't Tell Rosie" © J.A. Grier. All Rights Reserved - You must get written permission from me if you wish to repost, reblog, or otherwise reproduce this work in part or in whole.
All's Fair in Love and War    Minerva looked down upon the battle, watching the men move like ants. The soldiers waged their war on the city of Athens, raging against its walls with the strength and skill she had come to adore. Minerva watched their formations with the same hunger that a starving man eyed a feast.
    Combing through the masses, she searched for the man with the scar over his lip; her current favourite. The man with the scar had proven a worthy vassal, receptive to her divine nudgings as she guided him, without his knowledge, to one victory after another. With her aid, he had entered the proud city unnoticed. All that remained was for him to reveal the defensive breach to his men, and Sparta would take Athens for good.
    “Sister, please.”
    Minerva exhaled at the sound of the voice, and turned to face her fellow goddess. Pax gave her the same forlorn look she always wore whenever Minerva played with


Eleventh Hour“Will that be all, my Lady?”
Scarlett curtsied low, waiting. Her Mistress, Lady Margo, was little older than herself, and had a fancy for unnecessary unkindness. Only last Winter she’d shut one of the Help outside: when she was found, her words were jibberish, and her cocoa hands tinged blue. Nancy was lucky not to lose a finger, or worse die from the pneumonia…
Lady Margo was feeling indifferent: Father hadn’t returned from his business trip, and she hadn’t laid eyes on him in weeks. Besides, being lady of the Manor was becoming a tiresome folly. It didn’t better her mood to see the insolent maid before her staring at the floor, lost in some invention or another. Margo sniffed, crinkling her delicate white skin in disgust. She didn’t need such… underlings dirtying the air today.
“Yes. That will be all.” Margo reclined on her chaise lounge, eyes trance-like on the newspaper. As the maid shut the door, she fixed on
AtlasIt was late when Khadija finished her chores, and threw herself in bed for some rest,listening to her father Haj Bashir and his friends, talking in the other room.
Haj Bashir was 70 year old or that is what he said when asked, nobody knew exactly how old he was. His thick white hair and beard, his deep confident voice and his unmistakable wisdom made him a natural leader and everybody listened to him.
Haj Bashir: " Tomorrow,go up the mountain and take all you can, what your brothers need. Go through the forest,take different paths and be careful.  we will be victorious Inshaallah"
Khadija repeats after her father "Inshaallah"
After Fajr prayer, Hasan went home to check with his wife the bag he will take.
" I think this is all" he said
"Your bag would look suspicious if we fill it" said his wife .
"I will be taking more tomorrow" said Hassan while putting the bag on his back.
His wife walked him to the door and like every morning while she wished him good luck, her heart said farew


I was remiss and did not post this entry, but it was included in the contest. Sorry to the author that it took me so long to get it up and sorry I missed it in the first place!

the smell of cyanide in the morning..
he was someone
with
thin-boned fists
and
thick muscle
   in his chest.
f r a g i l e ,
yet strong and healthy,
he was the
s i l e n c e
of a synagogue,
   sacred and still.
until one day
he went
   missing.
the locks smashed,
dusty boot prints
walking themselves
up and down
   his floors.
(rabbi)t's breath lungs perched in a dove's rib cage,
he was peace on a battlefield,
an unwelcome guest,
killed with the olive >    branch   > he
   carried.
.
     countless skeletons
                      passing down a staircase
                                    they'll never walk up again.
it's
only
down,
down,
down

for
them
from



Now on to the good stuff. Prizes.

1st Place:
3mo premium membership from doughboycafe
A graphic devID custom made by inknalcohol
A Clerihew deviant biography from ThornyEnglishRose
2,000 pts from WyvernLetDie
1,500 pts from neurotype
300 pts from xlntwtch
150 pts from BeccaJS
100 pts from ThornyEnglishRose
Feature from doughboycafe, MagicalJoey, Vigilo, WritersInk, C-A-Harland, HugQueen, InklingsOfOblivion
Critique from doughboycafe, WyvernLetDie, Vigilo, TheMaidenInBlack, Carmalain7

2nd  Place:
3mo premium membership from doughboycafe
250 pts from neurotype
100 pts from xlntwtch
50 pts from BeccaJS
50pts from ThornyEnglishRose
Feature from doughboycafe, MagicalJoey, Vigilo, WritersInk, C-A-Harland, HugQueen, InklingsOfOblivion
Critique from doughboycafe, WyvernLetDie, Vigilo, TheMaidenInBlack

3rd Place:
100 pts from xlntwtch
50 pts from BeccaJS
Feature from doughboycafe, MagicalJoey, Vigilo, WritersInk, C-A-Harland, HugQueen, InklingsOfOblivion
Critique from doughboycafe, neurotype, WyvernLetDie, Vigilo, TheMaidenInBlack


Aaaand the winners are!

First Place
ianfuHe pries me open at the cusp,
plants his shame in me
for me to grow it
as my own.
It finds roots,
thrives in this dark prison,
finds solace in the agony
of my fellow warriors.
Many of us will not survive this war.
Each day is a series of battles,
of bullets piercing me,
leaving memories and wounds
that I cannot lick clean.
I am a vessel for comfort,
at the expense of my own.
I am stronger than the soldiers who enslave me;
you do not know the true power of war
until you find yourself fighting
for the strength to die.
These are my frontlines.


Second Place
Eleventh Hour“Will that be all, my Lady?”
Scarlett curtsied low, waiting. Her Mistress, Lady Margo, was little older than herself, and had a fancy for unnecessary unkindness. Only last Winter she’d shut one of the Help outside: when she was found, her words were jibberish, and her cocoa hands tinged blue. Nancy was lucky not to lose a finger, or worse die from the pneumonia…
Lady Margo was feeling indifferent: Father hadn’t returned from his business trip, and she hadn’t laid eyes on him in weeks. Besides, being lady of the Manor was becoming a tiresome folly. It didn’t better her mood to see the insolent maid before her staring at the floor, lost in some invention or another. Margo sniffed, crinkling her delicate white skin in disgust. She didn’t need such… underlings dirtying the air today.
“Yes. That will be all.” Margo reclined on her chaise lounge, eyes trance-like on the newspaper. As the maid shut the door, she fixed on


Third Place
Independence Day, 1898I. Mama
1898, and Mama—half clockwork
gold, half fleshy breaths—pours
tsokolate eh! tsokolate ah!
before His Eminent Uniform
observes over the steaming black
into which he dips
His Eminent Lips—
Mama can shoot bullets from her fingertips.
Mama with her magnifying eyes can spy
Spaniard fiends from miles
away. Mama, tsokolate hair still fluid
sway, still flesh between her legs. He breathes
softs hymns and psalms he can no longer sing
since friars are our enemies.
Together, they press their palms and kiss
underneath mosquito netting.
Mama, secret shadow of
Hilaria back at home.
Mama, secret weapon in clashes
of sword and bolo, her weighty gold
tipping the scales in our favor.
Mama, our eternal savior.
II. Man in the Hammock
"Do you think this is the end? Why,
it is only the beginning. Enemies rush
out, friends rush in."
"Friends? Of which friends are you speaking?"
"Clever girl."
Eyes closed, swaying
in the blood-thick breeze.
Legs twisted thin from


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DameVulpes Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2016  Student Writer
Thank you so much for the DD Suggestion! :squee:
It was a lovely surprise to find when I got on dA today! :heart:
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ThornyEnglishRose Featured By Owner Sep 21, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Two days late for your birthday! Hope it was good. :party: I've been swamped, and I'm devastated not to have entered your contest after all, but at last I'm getting right on those prizes I promised. ;)
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VFreie Featured By Owner Sep 19, 2015
Let's ignore the fact that I'm late and WISH YA A HAPPY BARFDAY, BABY. Look, I brought you soldiers and wine: meninroad.tumblr.com/post/9467…
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doughboycafe Featured By Owner Oct 5, 2015  Professional Writer
that is you and me rinin.
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LadyLincoln Featured By Owner Sep 18, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Happy birthday, sweetness. :heart:
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illuminara Featured By Owner Sep 18, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Happy birthday! I hope you party like it's 1999. 

Britney Spears - Hit me baby one more time 
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Happy Birthday! 
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Happy Birthday :)
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TheKerwinator Featured By Owner Sep 8, 2015  Professional Writer
Thank you for my prizes! :D :hug:
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doughboycafe Featured By Owner Sep 10, 2015  Professional Writer
no problem! I still owe you your week three.
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