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There seems an aspect of religion which is very much like ethnicity, in that--raised that way, in that environment, one is always part of it. Naturally, that's putting it merely ...

There's still something frayed in the finish--as if it doesn't quite set its feet down again, after the flashback/recurrence of what happened. And yet what precedes it is definitely more ...

Ah, well, the certifiably insane do insanely well around here, so no doubt you will fit right in. ^^ Welcome to YWS! It is--aside from Bedlam--a brillantly lucid sort of ...

Oy, Kylan, as an introduction this drew me in immediately. Taut narrative and layered dialogue. ...I'll be back to say rather more than that, with any luck. ^_^ But since ...

Thanks--again--Snoink, very much. ^_^ Ah, it seems both you and Icaruss have caught that one paragraph. And I rather felt its disorder went with the order of the piece. Er, ...

Hullo Stockmar. There's not too much one can say to something this brief--at least, no in-depth. You have a beginning. You have a character. All that struck me was the ...

Do you know, part of its pacing--especially the oddity in sentence length, or added adverbs--sounds like you're trying too hard . Let it be. If you go back to it, ...

Ha, oy...very brieftly, my impressions. Or perhaps I began that backwards... 'Lo Chernobyl. And on to brief impressions, specifically tied to pacing, sentence structure and character. To begin somethi

Oy, don't apologise for your impressions, da? Any earnest response is worth at least the time it takes to listen. Anyhow, thanks Icaruss. Doubtless, it's an aspect of our preferences ...

Hullo Aedomir. As the first thing then--is this "Other Fiction"? It seems, rather, in its archaic use of language and diction more apt to fantasy. ^_^ But that is slightly ...

'Lo Gahks, I rather like fragments--or poetry so brief as to leave doors open and minds meandering. When it comes to full-description, or exploring an idea through depth and out ...

042. Lost. Tinfoil Looks Like That The previous a draft--ten minutes done at five-thirty AM. This one, with rather more time, this morning. CL's contest . Thank you, Snoink. On ...

Ha, I rather think you're think you're right, Snoink. Er, very much so in the area of similes and needing to be a larger idea. Somehow, it came out as ...

042. 'Lost'. -- You can't fall in love with death there, a moment away, on the line. It's like wiring up a broken bulb--and no broken heart works better than ...

Oy, mine's not boring. ...Though it is the same I've had since joining. Naturally, fencing never gets dull. ^_~ IMP