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Her eyes flicked down too stare at the pavement beneath her feet.
Sam wrote:It was rather a nice rant...
Meshugenah wrote:and just a rant? jeesh, I kinda hate to say it, but you should rant more often.
Meshugenah wrote:also, anything you want me to look at here, just for writing improvement puproses?
Snoink wrote:Also... when I first read it, I thought Charlie was a girl. You focused too much on his feelings and not enough about what was happening. Anyway, he seems too passive, so I think you might want to make him just seem a little agressive.
Sam wrote:But yeah. I thought the whole exchange between Charlie and his friends was far too low key- especially on the subject of girls. Could just be the guys I hang out with, but it would never, ever be like that. And pick a more creative/colorful description other than 'hot'. Or as you misspelled it, 'hott'.
Sam wrote:I really liked the character of Gwennan- she's sort of uncoventionally beautiful, in body and in mind. Her rant was totally awesome (don't we all feel like that sometimes? Argh!).
Sam wrote:I do think you need to add in a bit more description of setting, though. I couldn't figure out until the end where they were...which is sort of a problem, of sorts. You focus too much on the dialogue than the rest of the story, which makes it seem really unbalanced.
If you asked the people around her, they couldn’t tell you just how she was different; she simply was. She didn’t talk the same way, didn’t act the same way. There were certain lines that she wouldn’t cross, certain lines she wouldn’t go anywhere near and certain lines she bounded over when no one else would touch them with a ten-foot pole.
Others called her “The Storm Queen” because she seemed to start an uproar wherever she went. It wasn’t that she was looking to cause problems, though I knew people thought that she was, she just seemed to challenge the way that people thought. Things were never the same after she’d come through, but very few people could figure out whether the change was good or not.
But I just called her “Gwennan”. I looked forward to seeing her in Drama and English and prayed that one day she’d start one of her infamous storms in my life.
Then Gwennan came out. I froze. Something was definitely wrong. She wasn’t smiling and her jaw was clenched. That fire that I’d seen earlier was raging full-force now and she looked like she was trying to disappear in a burst of flames. For a moment it looked like she would succeed.
I hesitated, simply looking at her. The moonlight played along her face, sparkling in her brown eyes and making her skin an even paler shade than usual. The light reflected in her long dark hair as it curled gently around her bare neck and shoulders. The mood shimmered in the fabric of her dress as it hugged her small frame, displaying graceful curves and a narrow waist. Everything about her seemed to have been transformed and I couldn’t remember ever having seen her more beautiful.
“Maybe she does need our help,” I insisted, doing my best to ignore his last jab. “And maybe we need hers. Maybe she knows something we dong. Maybe she’s seeing something we’re not. Maybe—”
Areida07 wrote:Wow... I really liked this. I thought you could have ended more strongly, with more of a resonant note, but other than that... *two thumbs up* *and pinky toe up too*
Areida07 wrote:I caught a couple of typos:
The auditorium was packed, every person staring rapt at the shifting emotions on stage. Should be 'raptly' or 'staring with rapt attention' or 'staring, enraptured,' or something like that.
The principle was just behind them, waiting to lock up.
Wrong principle, lol. Should be "principal."
“Did Rick send you with the details for out date Saturday?” Gwennan glared at me fiercely, pure intensity flooding her eyes.
Should be "our" instead of "out."
Areida07 wrote:(Merciful heavens, I love that name...)