Conrad Rice

This was a very good piece. You could make the description a little more flowery, but this stands great without it. I agree with the previous post on the poem ...

Mine's from the movie They Live "I'm here to kick ass and chew bubblegum, and I am out of bubble gum!"

Wow, this is a very good story. I really like how you brought it to life and got right into the main character's head, especially since I'm so bad at ...

This is a very interesting picture of the future that you paint. Some of the problems are completely understandable and forseeable, but the thing about the opressed Swedes was so ...

I totally did not see the dreaming thing coming. Very well done on that part. Though you might want to take steps to make the dream seem a bit more ...

Good story, It was about halfway through the story before I finally began to realize that Jason was dead. I also thought that Hannah was dead for a moment, but ...

This is shaping up to be a pretty good novel so far. I won't go into grammatical or spelling errors, because I didn't spot any and because I'm no good ...

My short story "Encantado" is based off of H.P. Lovecraft's stories. He was always writing about these creatures that were powerful and beyond the reasoning of human beings. I always ...

My names First Names Jackie Alfred Judy Megan Orca Keith Mike Sinner Xandus Ivone Murray Larry Clancy Benny Melmoth Last Names Tishman Crehan Minike Job Huge Shaw Blaine Chambers

This has the potential to be a very good and engaging story. That being said, some work needs to be done on it first. I found no spelling or grammatical ...

Finale: The Coda Alfred Tishman as he was then was not seen alive by anyone ever again. The “Right Here,” was discovered after the storm, tossed onto a rock outcropping, ...

Part 3: The Crescendo Alfred’s phone suddenly began to ring. He picked it up swiftly, answering with a joyful, “Hello?” “Mr. Tishman, you seem to be in a particularly fine ...

Part 2: The Percussion Alfred woke up to the wonderful golden light of a new morning streaming through the window into his bedroom. He had a smile on his face ...

Where’s My Heart? Part 1: The Strings Alfred Tishman sat at his piano. He sat at his piano and stared at it, just like he did every day at this ...

If you could help me with this piece, I would greatly appreciate it