by AstridBartleby

Published October 16, 2011

In Jamie Coleman Philips Stories

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AstridBartleby
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AstridBartleby commented Comment · Oct 23, 2011

Yeppers. I just posted two other JCP stories tonight. Hope you check them out! Thanks for the comment!

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StoryWeaver13 wrote a review Review · Oct 23, 2011

Well even though I'm reading and reviewing this through my phone I actually liked reading about your hipster character here. XD Is this continued? It felt like just the beginning, so I hope it isn't the end.I wouldve liked if this was a little longer just so we could get even more of a feel for your character. Either way, pretty good start.
Keep writing.

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DoomWolfe commented Comment · Oct 22, 2011

Wow! This was really good! I love it how he was blaming Francesca for everything. Maybe he shouldn't have let her choose things? xD Oh, and I think Hans should have done more because he was awesome.

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AstridBartleby commented Comment · Oct 17, 2011

Thank you.

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Hollow wrote a review Review · Oct 17, 2011

I just like background in writings. Some people might think differently. I just think it adds to the personality of the character, but I may be wrong. I hope you don't get me wrong; it's still a nice story. :)

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AstridBartleby commented Comment · Oct 16, 2011

Do you have to know what the screenplay is about? The story's supposed to capture a moment, in an hour, he may feel delighted to be in LA... does not knowing every detail diminish its effectiveness? I'm just wondering...

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Hollow commented Comment · Oct 16, 2011

It was nice, but I feel as it was cut short or was too fast paced. Also, some questions were running through my mind. If he was a screenwriter, what was it about? Did he feel anything else beside dread?



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