Trident

All right, I started a trivia tournament for YWS for anyone who is interested. The link is here: If you want to play, please sign up using your username from ...

Yes, it is very much a work in progress. I had Incan look at it before and he said it was lacking in clarity. I'll try to keep the explaining ...

Butter thy bread, lather it in Lard, sweeten it with honey and clove. Immerse it in hot oil, and coat it a candy red; bite deep into this apple, and ...

It wouldn't ruin it, I suppose, unless your idea was ruined by my explanation. It was meant to convey the fact that he drank heavily and that his liver was ...

His pale body lay on steel slab. They had ripped out his heart: if only they knew it was shattered, a mosaic of red and pink and black. They had ...

I hated when teachers made me write in a journal. I thought it was stupid and pointless, and it didn't help me improve my writing or my skills one bit. ...

:shock: So Ari, my number is 555...

I see no potential in this. Your character is not one that we can connect to, especially since he complains about his "billionaire" parents. Also, make sure you spell check ...

Much thanks, Imp. *Sigh* I've been in a bit of a slump these past few days, perhaps it's beginning to show in my writing. I'm unsure if this is worthy ...

Meh, I thought it was okay. The beginning was rather tell-ish. And kind of boring. Ven was difficult to get a feeling about. He just seemed sort of there. He ...

The beginning was slow. And somewhat hard to get through. But it seemed you warmed up after a while and once they got to the lake, it was exciting. The ...

[This is just the beginning of a short story I'm working on. I plan to post more of it as I write it.] Muriel sauntered across the ship’s metal-plated flooring ...

Ah, I see. I guess I'm a little behind on my Milton. ^_^

Hm. Interesting. The descriptions were very nice. They felt unforced and although some were long, they were all relevant and kept the scene going. I loved the use of Buddha ...

I. I sit hopelessly in my prized folding chair. The sun brings out my freckles and the dry grass crinkles between my sandaled toes. We all ponder the wiles of ...