Conrad Rice

I will tattle on Dream Deep, for buoying me up after the fail of my last blog post.

Hi perfectisafault! I'm Conrad Rice, one of the Instructors here at YWS. I hope that you will find a place here in our wonderful community. We always have room for ...

Creep walked up the dark stairway, slowly stepping so that the sound of his approach could not be heard. It would do no good for him to get this close ...

Once. I was all like, "Yay!" But then the page refreshed and I was like, ":("

This is a very good article. I would recommend this to any struggling newbie who doesn't know what to say in a review here. I have to add to this, ...

Hi Gallagher! I'm Conrad Rice, one of the Instructors here at YWS, here to help you with any writing problems you may have. Just send me a PM with any ...

Hi rumorv! I'm Conrad Rice, one of the Instructors here at YWS! I'm here in case you have any problems with your writing. Just send me a PM and I ...

Hi Minerva! I'm Conrad Rice, and I'll be your reviewer for today! Neal lay dispiritedly on the hard bed in his cell. Cut out 'dispiritedly'. Adverbs are not your friend. ...

Hi KnightlyAngel! I'm Conrad Rice, and I'll be your reviewer for today! I liked this poem. It was simplistic, said what it wanted to and didn't overstay its welcome, and ...

Hi Prok! So, this was filled with a lot of black humor awesomeness, just the sort of thing I would expect from you. I didn't find much wrong with this ...

Awesome! I will be there! P.S.- Do I need to be saddled? :) Lol.

Hi Alleria! I hope that the weirdness in chat hasn't deterred you from our wonderful community. We're all really awesome, and if you stick around long enough you'll get used ...

Hello Medusa! I'm Conrad, and I will be your reviewer for today! *giggles* Anyways, let's get down to business, shall we? The curtains are a burnt orange, but with none ...

“It’s a nice day, isn’t it, Orelos?” Aidan asked the centaur. He nodded, pawing at the grass with his hoof, tearing a long brown strip of dirt out of the ...

In the bounds of sleep Creep found himself standing on a wide, black plain; a dark wasteland of lightning and fire. Anxiety swept through his mind like a flood, washing ...