But I'd really like a review on chapter 2, since it hasn't got any yet. I know two asking for two reviews will make me seem like a big review stealer, so only do chapter 2 if you want to. URL of Chapter 2: http://www.youngwriterssociety.com/viewtopic.php?t=66504
"This is a song for a scribbled out name That my love keeps writing again and again And again"
Anyways, down to business. Will you review the first chapter of my new novel? Pretty please with a cherry on top! Here's the link. Anti Amnesia - Chapter 1
"Blah blah blah. You feel trapped in your life. Here is what I am hearing: happiness isn't worth any inconvenience."
Hi, Skins!! I love your reviews, and you seemed really experienced. Can you review Chapter Three of Popularity Wars? Thank you! It's in my signature! I would REALLY appreciate it!
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Now, I'm going away for the weekend. Because of that, I won't be able to get any reviews done in the next two days. This is still open for requests, just don't expect to receive a critique from me straight away.
I don't have a piece for you to review; I'm just here to say, congratulations on the feature, and it's clear why you have so many shiny badges What you're doing for the YWS community is a really fantastic contribution, and not once in any of these 12 pages have I seen you baulk at the same people repeatedly. . . "using" you, for lack of a better word
SKINS!!!! How are u?? Anyway... I'd like u to review the 3rd chapter of After Adonis please and thanks! ~Sionarama
"You may not be educated well in the areas of etiquette and the like as a princess, but you do throw some bashing good parties!" Not all princesses are pink sparkles. Exhibit A
Charlie Bucket: You can eat the grass? Willy Wonka: Of course you can! Everything in this room is eatable, even *I'm* eatable! But that is called "cannibalism," my dear children, and is in fact frowned upon in most societies.
He began to wonder why he had felt uneasy at all. It was like a man wondering in broad daylight why a dream had appeared so terrible to him at night. — Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart