Trident

^_^ I was actually going to mention the Hemingway thing. That very story! Left it out for some reason. It was successful, I'd say.

Looks like you got your two crits in. I commend you for that. We all too often see people post ten poems plus without ever giving back. I rather liked ...

Hey, Jig. A short crit I'm afraid. Then again, that could be a good thing. Cheers to your nameless narrator. I'm glad others are using this technique to its wonderful ...

We see the demon’s head. Twisted horns. Shattered teeth. I tread lightly and step over small dust piles at its base. “Is he human?” she asks me. “No, Mary. Once ...

Indeed, the original title had been "flirting after cumming"... XD Brad, you're incorrigible. Or should I say "encourage-able"? Mighty quip.

Welcome to YWS, Fabien. It's a wonderful place for writers. I hope you learn something while you're here. I know I have learned a lot.

Interesting. I'll comment briefly on some style issues. Dulled yellow light illuminated the inset door The word dulled is very difficult to say. And even more so next to yellow. ...

I'm done with prologues! Writing them anyway. Reading them can be arduous as well. I'm done with trying for the almighty novel for a while in any case. I'm focusing ...

Wow Brad! A screenplay? That's impressive. I'm really glad you tightened up everything and sent it in (I just noticed this thread right now). I hope you hear good news ...

I would stick to BC and AD in writing. Academic papers and non-fiction might be a good place to put BCE and CE.

Meh, it may have had brevity, but it seemed to take forever for me to read and with little effect. It seemed like there was an attempt to make me ...

Hm. I'm not sure I like this very much. I didn't really like the part about the dictionary. It seems likes its been used too much to be original. There ...

Thanks Clau. I never remember the shortcut for the em dash, so I usually just put two short dashes. I'll see if I can't get them to work...

A twisted hand has grasped my mind. Its pen plunged into my black heart and wrenched. The unspeakable— what acts can be contrived!—are whispered, not by brutes, but men of ...

Yay monkeys!