Quibbons Quill

Prologue The darkness chased me, following my every step, staying one step behind me. I ran, my breath beating off my chase, dust flew into my eyes but I ignored ...

yeah... well... ok.. right. First things first I guess, i liked it, am i to understand that this is a dream you had, or some musing in your head, if ...

I was a small child, then an adult and finally I was old. Then I died and my life truly started, never before had I lived in a second and ...

Thanks a lot for the Critique, this was basically built around a vague idea i had about imagination being the breath of life. The rest was added in later, i've ...

The Echoes Derek walked slowly through the corridor, his brown shoes carefully stepping on the white tiles as his head turned to look at the green walls on either side. ...

Hi, I liked the bit about how asking for there name caused them to leave, it created the comfortable chatty writing tone and was funny. I also think that mix ...

Hi, i like the concept you came up with and you blended the metaphor and action, the small amount there was, really well. The piece made me picture what was ...

The Echoes Derek walked slowly through the corridor, his brown shoes carefully stepping on the white tiles as his head turned to look at the green walls on either side. ...

First off i have to commend your ambition, to add to shakespeare is brave and i have sympathy with the wish to bring to life scenes which you think about ...

A beautifully written piece and i would agree with the previous critique about both explaining the piece at the beginning, the reader is not stupid and doesn't need to be ...

Why do I stop being me, If it’s me in love why do you see someone else? A look can stop me, a laugh can make me but silence can ...

Thanks a lot, i've mademost of the changes you've suggested and take on bored, with shame, the criticism that is was first drafty, I have a poor eye for mistakes ...

Ok, wow i didn't have to read that much, i suppose i shouldn't join a writers society if i don't want to read that much. On a first note i ...

It’s strange that first time you feel something close to love. It doesn’t happen straight away and it isn’t love until you’ve acted in it’s grave play. You are sitting ...

Why? Because I'm not a genius. That may sound like the end of story, a conclusion. It is not. Like so many things this piece of work is hindered by ...