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Young Writers Society


PKMichelle


About PKMichelle

I'm not the greatest writer. I'm actually very inconsistent. But I wanted to try getting my work out there to someone, and this is it.

I mostly write horrors and thrillers, and I'm definitely looking for some feedback on both. As a young writer, I always appreciate some advice and/or guidance, and I am always looking for ways to improve my writing!

Writer's Block Combat Pad - This is for me to remember, but you can use it too!! thanks, avianwings47!!!

Spoiler! :
This is the review template I use. It's also for me because I hate going on a scavenger hunt to try and find an unedited version... anyone's free to use it or change it as they please :D

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[color=darkviolet][b]Hello, friend![/b][/color]
I saw your work in the Green Room and figured I’d check it out!

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[color=mediumblue][b]Per my interpretation,[/b][/color]


[color=red][b]If I could offer any sort of advice,[/b][/color]

But, obviously, this is just a suggestion, and it's always up to the writer, so please take this criticism lightly and know that I mean nothing negative by it—only trying to provide a somewhat useful critique.


[color=limegreen][b]If I had to pick my favorite part,[/b][/color]


[color=darkorange][b]Overall,[/b][/color]

Thank you for taking the time to write and post this, and I hope this review is of some use to you!


[color=deeppink][b]Goodbye for now! I hope you have a magnificent day (or night) wherever you are![/b][/color]


Pronouns: she/her


Occupation

unemployed


It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien