TheEccentricScribe

So, for a while now I have been plotting out a novel which uses a character briefly mentioned about in the beginning of Beowulf, called King Scyld by the Beowulf ...

Nice start. Didn't notice many problems, except for one paragraph: The students were instructed to sit by homerooms. Kerry pulled out her schedule, looking for the name. It was Clark. ...

I will honestly say that this was a painless read. That is a pretty big compliment from me. I don't like the irksome feeling I get from bad prose, and ...

So, first, the positives. On the one hand, you are good at not going into info dump mode. My style of writing tends to blithely ignore the anti-info-dump age we ...

My Clumsy, Calloused Hand More precious than diamonds fragile as glass. I asked for its beauty and it was given. The sun shone through in millions of glowing motes of ...

The mistake most of you are making is that I have anything to say. Maybe I do, maybe I don't. But literature isn't always a handout. I could tell you ...

It is a vexation. The problem the main character faces is vexatious. Obviously, the piece is allegorical. Pervasively so. The allegory isn't exactly spelled out, but. They shouldn't be, methinks.

I was speaking to the reader, yes. And the story which follows has everything to do with what's said. The story isn't self-evident; I don't mean it to be. Not ...

The piece is complete.

It's not pointless. I never write anything pointless. I'm not saying it's deep or fantastic or magnificent, but it's not pointless. And if it's nothing other than enjoyable, so what? ...

Thanks for the reviews. Certainly, I am pleased that you found this funny, but there is something serious here as well. Ezra Pound is famous for his two-lined poem. Tell ...

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I like Utopias. By nature they are dystopian. I suggest reading "Utopia," by Thomas Moore, "Dinotopia," and "Those Who Walk Away from Omelas," a short story by Ursula Le Guin. ...

I think I like this. I like how you turn things on its head a bit: Adam has the apple first, instead of the girl . . . Who isn't ...

Roadwork An impossible task is set before me. I stare at it. It stares at me tauntingly, and I know I will fail if I try. What is the task? ...