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Wed Feb 25, 2009 1:34 pm
Conrad Rice says...



So my last two "Will Review for Food" threads got buried. Here's this one. :)

I will review all fiction except for hard fantasy. You will have to talk really sweet and say please to get me to review poetry, because I'm not all that splendid at it anyways. I will not review multi-parters, I refuse to.
I will not go in and nitpick much, but I will try to point out the overall things that I see and give you pointers on them. That being said, let's go! :)
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Wed Feb 25, 2009 10:11 pm
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Well thats awesome then. Haha. Could you check out my newest post, post513696.html#513696. It's pretty short but it has a lot of personal meaning so it would be amazing to get a good review. Thank You.
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Tue Jun 06, 2023 8:55 am
DreamyAlice says...



Hello, I am one of the res crew mods here on YWS. This is a message just to inform you that I will lock and archive this thread as it is not active anymore. We have to archive and lock the inactive threads to keep the forum organized so no worries if you'd like to reopen it at any point in the future please contact a current resources moderator, we would be happy to reopen it for you ^-^

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It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
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