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Wed Sep 03, 2014 5:34 pm
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JumpyDot says...



ignore
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Wed Sep 24, 2014 11:09 am
TheCrimsonLady says...



Title: Darkman's Hour, Prologue
Length: 600+ words
Genre: Realistic fiction
Logline: A girl's best friend falls into a coma.

Darkman's Hour: Prologue

That is the link to it :)
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Tue Sep 30, 2014 11:21 am
Dracula says...



Title: The Story of Monoceros
Length: About 500 words
Genre: Fantasy
Logline: A fairy helps a unicorn.

The Story of Monoceros
I bought a cactus. A week later it died. I got depressed because I thought Damn, I am less nurturing than a desert.
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Tue Dec 16, 2014 8:31 am
Wriskypump says...



Hello! I like that you have given a specific layout of what you will be reviewing like. I am in need of reviews, and would be delighted to review anything for u if you would just ask of me. Here is the link to one of the chapters I need reviewed.

Where the Black Sheep Wrest - (Ch. 13): Reign Check
  





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Sun Dec 21, 2014 10:35 pm
JumpyDot says...



shut up, me
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Wed Dec 31, 2014 6:56 am
Dracula says...



Untitled

Thanks
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Thu Jan 01, 2015 5:08 am
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yakitsa says...



Title : Bling, Prologue
Length :
Genre : Science Fiction, Fantasy
Logline : A girl finds a crystal world of it's own kind
Link : Bling - Prologue

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Sat Jan 03, 2015 4:28 am
mephistophelesangel says...



- Title : A Sweet Game of Suicide
- Length : 1106 words
- Genre: Horror
- Logline : A boy and a girl play a dangerous game.

Link : A Sweet Game of Suicide

I would like to get any reviews for this one... And it sounds like I would love one of yours!

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Sun Jan 04, 2015 4:33 pm
LynseyStaggs says...



A Not-So-True Story of a Man Named Earl Higgins.

Earl Higgins was forty three
He had good intentions
And a wife named Marie.

He made her breakfast in bed,
washed all her clothes,
and bought wigs for her head.

Marie stayed in the basement,
though he didn't mind.
It was always Earl, who came and who went.

Earl always bought Marie flowers,
and held her hand,
and poor Marie needed help with her showers.

Except for Marie didn't talk,
but Earl couldn't tell,
it was always Earl Higgins that went out to walk.

Earl finally was caught,
and the flowers stopped coming.
It was a waste-- the things that he bought.

No more breakfast in bed,
Because Earl was in prison,
And poor Marie was dead.



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Sun Jan 04, 2015 7:19 pm
JumpyDot says...



LynseyStaggs wrote:A Not-So-True Story of a Man Named Earl Higgins.

Earl Higgins was forty three
He had good intentions
And a wife named Marie.

He made her breakfast in bed,
washed all her clothes,
and bought wigs for her head.

Marie stayed in the basement,
though he didn't mind.
It was always Earl, who came and who went.

Earl always bought Marie flowers,
and held her hand,
and poor Marie needed help with her showers.

Except for Marie didn't talk,
but Earl couldn't tell,
it was always Earl Higgins that went out to walk.

Earl finally was caught,
and the flowers stopped coming.
It was a waste-- the things that he bought.

No more breakfast in bed,
Because Earl was in prison,
And poor Marie was dead.



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Thanks for the request, but I can't review it here. Please post it and provide a link and I will look into it.
  





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Wed Feb 18, 2015 11:49 am
044hnoor says...



I draw a pretty loose line on that first rule though, but please supply the reason for the rating and I'll look into it.




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