Please remember that these are just my thoughts, at the end of the day whatever you decide is the right answer!
Initial hook: very thoughtful concept of what God's punishment might be if he sent a second messiah and we killed him
Storyline: God stole the light from the world after his messenger was killed
Characters: just the blind narrator and maybe "Him" the guy who loved everything and everyone
Setting: a pitch black Earth
Atmosphere/Tone: apocalyptic, resigned, lonely
Dialogue: none, no one's around
What I liked: "for this I keep my eyes closed. It is better, I have found, to at least be allowed this small measure of control." I can relate to that feeling; "They say that it has been 22 days since the last light fled from the planet, vanishing all at once," LOVE how you introduced this, awesome concept; " I hope some day to walk until I find the light." amazing last line
A few parting comments...
it would be amazing to see this turned into a full fledged novel, just an idea....
Hope this helped! Great job on a great piece of readable art!!!
Please remember that these are just my thoughts, at the end of the day whatever you decide is the right answer!
Initial hook: Love the serious plot development of this entry
Storyline:Vero and Zarod go off to speak in 'private'
Characters: Freya and Anundr are mentioned from Zarad's birthing circle! future characters I hope?!
Setting: Aaru, dwelling place of the high spirits, aka Elders
Atmosphere/Tone: serious, thoughtful, plotting
Dialogue: more fun banter between these two, really cements their relationship and continues to add to their characters; though I wonder if Vero was totally joking he turned to Zarad a stern look on his face. and For a moment, Zarad wondered if he said something wrong. ...
What I liked: How Vero seems to know so much yet remains a guide: "The Soul Sphere has many powers. Many secrets as well. Not all of which even the Elders know about."
A few suggestions I had:
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As expected, the room change upon entering As expected, the room changed upon entering
Zarad felt shocked at his words. For whatever reason, he could never predict Vero's way of thinking. Zarad was shocked by his words. He never could predict Vero's way of thinking.
I rejected this as I felt it was complete immoral." I rejected this as I feel it to be completely immoral." or I rejected this as I felt it was completely immoral."
reserved only for very heavy, trouble souls... and only as a last resort." reserved only for very heavy and troubled souls... and only as a last resort."
Zarad felt a bit of shock at those words. Zarad felt another pang/twinge of shock at these words.
A few parting comments... "The Presence does speak to some of us who are not on the council. And it has told us that we must start a divine crusade. Whoa! Mind blown, this is huge! I love how almost every good fantasy series (in my humble opinion) has an all encompassing Omnipotent "Presence" or God.
I am scared though, I'm excited by the possiblity that Vero speaks the truth, but I'm also worried that our lovable mentor may turn out to be a bad guy. O the anticipation!!!
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Dialogue: Millie's speech patterns enlighten the reader of her illness; Matthew's speech tells me he's young "“But Grandma I…” He stopped." but he's learning “Dad is fine, Grandma.” how to cope with the progression of her illness; he's a good guy
What I liked: You managed not to make a serious disease depressing; it is what it is and in a way it's beautiful to see life after a debilitating illness
A few suggestions I had:
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“I would have loved to see you play. They even have a little trail for them to go on.”
Matthew nodded. His mind wandered to Millie pushing him in those very swings. He squinted to see the plaque in the middle. He knew what it said ”The Millie St. Clair play area”. It would have been nice if the plaque mentioned that the trail was dedicated to Millie also: He knew what it said ”The Millie St. Clair Swing and Trail Play Area”.
A few parting comments...
Great piece, would love to see it as a full body of work.
Hope this helped! Great job on a great piece of readable art!!!
Please remember that these are just my thoughts, at the end of the day whatever you decide is the right answer!
Initial hook: um...Wow. Practically speechless, I see why you won the contest, congrats by the way.
Storyline: The ghost of a murdered little girl watches the last days of her parents.
Characters:little girl, mom, dad, and Grandpa
Setting:a country house? could be anywhere, could be anyone
Atmosphere/Tone: sad, very sad, very realistic
Dialogue: sorrowful from the mom, questioning from Grandpa, drunkin from dad
What I liked: the believability of the story, I want to not like it and be turned off by the grief, but I think one mistake we make is acting like bad things don't happen
A few suggestions I had:
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Some days later, when I woke, all of the pain was gone. Everything was somehow the same, but unmistakably different. I heard Grandpa talking to a man that I assumed was a doctor. “She will make it, though I am not sure how with wounds like hers, not to mention her…” I love how you think the Dr.s talking about the girl, but you find out he's referring to the mom. Just how did mom kill the girl though? Smother her? I'm not sure it even matters but it's a thought that crossed my mind.
He looked at me with his hard eyes, and every time he did I just knew that he hated me. It would have been nice to get a glimpse as to why her dad all of a sudden hated her with Grandpa around, was she just a constant reminder of his sin, his guilt? I guess it's just another mysterious trait of an alcoholic but it would have been nice to know some of his demons, besides the obvious.
A few parting comments...
I don't know what prompted you to write this, but whatever the reason I hope it brings you piece and a sense of satisfaction. Stories like this always make me wonder more about the writer and what you've been through, witnessed, etc.
Hope this helped! Great job on a great piece of readable art!!!
Please remember that these are just my thoughts, at the end of the day whatever you decide is the right answer!
Initial hook: interesting set up, can't tell much without knowing the full background story of the Poor Fellow-Soldiers of Christ and of the Temple of Solomon but interesting none the less
Storyline: a creepy van carts two people to Notre Dame to be burned at the stake
Characters: Mr. Jumpsuit, the anarchist that sets the priest and 2nd person on fire; the two burned at the stake; Andre and the Chicago businessman who tried to help
Setting: Seine Isle, Paris France, two years in the future
Atmosphere/Tone: regular day until all heck breaks loose and some psycho makes a statement by burning a priest in front of Notre Dame
Dialogue: Andre speaks in french, which was a bit odd, I appreciate the use of the language but it would probably flow better to approach it differently
What I liked: I want to know who orchestrated this event, this makes me curious enought to read on.
A few suggestions I had:
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of which construction began in 1200 by Bishop Eudes de Sully and was eventually finished shortly after 1240...built as the Parisian church of the kings of Europe,...the precise center of Paris,...the large rose created in 1225 at the center of the facade. There seems to be a lot of erroneous data thrown in. A history buff's delight, but a general readers nightmare, information overload! If the details are somehow pertinent to the story, how about waiting to introduce them closer to the related point or scene in the story?
On impact, the trailer burst into flames catching the unsuspecting passerby’s surprised. A mid-forties man pointed to it telling his wife and son it must be some type of demonstration or show. On impact, the trailer burst into flames, catching unsuspecting passerbys unawares. A man in his mid-forties pointed and told his wife and son it must be some type of demonstration or show.
The crowd had grown to over 40 rushing to their aid, The crowd grew as others rushed to their aid,
Andre, over six foot tall and in his twenties, “Ils sont en vie!” they’re alive in French Andre, over six foot tall and in his twenties, “Ils sont en vie!” they’re alive
A few parting comments...
I enjoy the concept, continue working on writing style and minimizing details unless they are central to the current story/plot. Also beware of story gaps, like what happened to Mr. Jumpsuit, did he run away and leave the van along with the trailer?
Hope this helped! Great job on a great piece of readable art!!!
Please remember that these are just my thoughts and somebody else might see it differently!
Initial hook: Interesting. Definately a poem I need to read a few times to cultivate a possible meaning.
Content/Theme: the speaker falls in love with the recipient and is scared by this notion, they attempt to flee but cannot escape their feelings
Characters: just the speaker and intended recipient
Setting: n/a
Atmosphere/tone: not necessarily 'sad', perhaps a tad morose, but I feel that the speaker learned something from the experience and it's my hope that maybe they will be a better person for it
A few suggestions I had: "I fear of what you might do before them" Sounds like this line was just thrown together for sake of the "gem" rhyme. Who is "them"? The next stanza gives us a glimpse, perhaps "them" is an unknown audience that the speaker was humiliated in front of?
I like how "when you claim/Life after life" could be connected, you can leave this up to interpretation but if you want the reader to definately make the connection I suggest use of punctuation in the last stanza
Please remember that these are just my thoughts and somebody else might see it differently!
Initial hook: O wow, very cryptic yet telling. I really want to know what "it" is specifically.
Storyline: This is a reflective piece, the speaker is contemplating the effects of gaining the world. From the sound of it the speaker didn't handle his gifts too well.
Characters: Our main character is an unnamed individual, which makes it the perfect prototype for anyone's life.
Setting: reflective so in the mind, though I think it's safe to assume the speaker is an Earthling
Atmosphere/tone: reflective, regretful, sad, defeatist
A few suggestions I had: general commas and edits could make the piece flow better, for example: "Defeated and weary I coveting it not" perhaps should read "Defeated and weary, I coveted it not"
This just keeps getting more and more exciting! Love the idea of the Elders being featureless. Kind of creepy, but makes total sense.
Also love the fact that you have to pass through hell to get there.
Are you familiar with Trudi Canavan? The way the beams 'talk' and boast about their accomplishments reminds me of how she described the use of magic construction in her Black Magician series.
LOVE IT! this is very much similar to my writing style AND it speaks to a current situation I kind of find myself in, muchos kudos
tip for improvement: just stick with the flow, the fact that poetry is subjective and doesn't have to follow a certain standard is my saving grace when I try my hand at it, but it still helps any piece to have a steady flow, it kind of falters a bit at the third stanza,
looking again I see you followed AAAA AAAA ABAB and once I get the rhythm I think maybe the 3rd stanza with the two "by/bye"'s bothers me more *shrug*
Either way, awesome poem, keeping this as a favorite!
Woooow, very....interesting. I love the overall premise: random sound causes all sorts of havoc and grief tantamount to over the top slapstick funny British type humour. But the tone of the ...can you call him a protagonist? life is just SO sad. Everyone laughs at him and makes fun of him, his Dad doesn't seem to like him very much and from what I could tell he seemed like a decent guy.
*shrug* guess if you enjoy defeatist type dark humour it's a sure winner.
I can see this as a 90 minute indie film, good stuff.
Yay! I love new characters and Vero seems fun! Very Yoda meets Friar Tuck-ish....
"We must embrace humanity for all of its imperfections and sorrow, just as humanity embraces these memories of perfection, harmony and oneness into their subconscious self. Spirit and body have permanently tainted each other since the beginning of the Cycle," he pointed to Zarad's core, "just as that purple mark paints your green core."
Ooooook, maybe I'm just not advanced enough but this passage confused me. I'm pretty sure it confused Zarad as well so I'm hoping it will be explained more later. After I triple read, it kind of makes more sense: Spirit taints the body by embracing imperfections/sorrow, Body taints spirit by embracing perfection/harmony/oneness? But how can embracing perfection 'taint' something? I guess I'm thinking too typical as in "to taint" is bad, but I guess it doesn't have to be. All that being explained....still not sure why Z has the purple mark, though there is a bit of foreshadowing about "Restoration Specialists" so guess I'll just wait to find out!
Also think it's interesting that one of the first things we learn about Vero is that "His skin glowed a light purple, signifying his ascension into the rank of Spirit Guides." Makes me think that Z is on the first rung of the ladder to ascension himself!
Awww, it's so sad but so...so...poignant! I LOVE how nice and understanding the soldier is, it makes the reader even more annoyed and angry at the recipient! Like how you stumbled "Sweetheart" "Honey" and "Sweetie", like a bitter love sandwich...I would love to read a response poem from her.
No real criticisms on this entry, just an opinion, hate how mean Aloli seems to be from the beginning. It's hard to like her when the first thing we know about her is that she enslaved her soul mate and was apparently cruel to him. The slavery part itself is fine, it was the 1200s but she didn't have to force Zarad into anything. Then she comes across as the weaker one when Zarad surprasses her. She automatically angry and scared where as Zarad is confused and sad.
Like I said, just an opinion, I prefer nicer females, hopefully her character evolves.
So excited to join this group! Only given 5 reviews so far but I already see the benefits to myself. Not only do I get to help others I have more of an incentive to read stories and genres I wouldn't necessarily pick up off the bookstore or library shelves.
Very interesting story concept. Did you purposefully withhold the information that Branchrunners are sprite-like creatures? I like that.
Could use some heavy editing just to make the flow easier to read, had to stop and reread or slow my reading pace several times because tripped over excess or missing words.
Favorite line: The Mother and the Father liked to heap humiliation upon those who expose more than is their wonted share of pride, however. Ai'Liel had come to the conclusion that he had displayed just that, and wondered just how much meekness would be forced upon him, before this was over.
The word play was exquisite. Great use of "hubris" also.
2 cents: maybe would have used less detail to discuss the Hoopers and more on Jonas, perhaps a hint as to why his leg hurts whenever a demon is about to appear, or how long he had been on that particular job.
Hope to read more about Jonas' story some day!
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