The air was cold and muggy. Everytime she took a breath it felt stiff and thick. The rain fell down around her making her midnight black hair sodden and lifeless. Her green eyes slowly becoming heavy with sleep. She sat wrists on knees looking out at the forest. She and her two friends, Peter Blankly, and Miana Nichelson had spent the last three days building and rebuilding camp. She stared out at the sky and watched the lightning flash over head. She smiled, revealing her pearl white teeth. She liked storms. She admired the beautiful scenery each flash of lightning painted across the sky, she loved how the wind tossled her hair. Then there was a slight tap on her shoulder. She turned around to come face to face with Peter. He beckond to the tent as Miana tired to stablelize it slightly. She gave one everlasting sigh of annoyment. She knew it was time to pack it in. She and her friends were students Olympus Acadamy. The acadamy was an adventering school. She had arrived only a few weeks before and already their professers and asigned them a task. They had to spend three days in isolation away from the other groups who were on the same task. They had to learn how to survive in the wild. Her name was Blair Williams. The three of them decided to pack up their equipment and start heading toward the Olympus grounds.
* * *
When the three of them finally returned to the grounds they were soaked to the bone. Every inch of them was soaking wet. They were all tired and ready to sleep in an actual bed. Peter and Miana pushed on the heavy wooden doors that made a loud creaking sound as they opened. Blair led the way through a long hallway that had many different classrooms on either side. As they came closer to the Long Hall, the graham craker colored flooring became a red, velvet, carpet. As they entered the Long Hall there was a round of applause as they walked over and sat down just in time for food.
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Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),
Hi! I'm here to leave a quick review!!
Anyway let's get right to it,
OKay before we go too much further into proceedings I have to start by saying that this first paragraph here is a little too big here. There's a bit too much going on in there for one paragraph to fit and I think it needs to be broken down into at least two if not maybe three or four paragraphs. That being said, ignoring the issues caused by the paragraph being a little too big, there are some pretty intriguing things going on there which do work quite well it comes to getting our attention so in that sense this does work quite well as the start here.
OKay it seems we're sort of cutting ahead to a different sort of scene there towards the end. That does work okay since you have split it up into two. I will have to suggest that perhaps splitting scenes up in a piece that is as small as this one is perhaps not the best idea though. Otherwise its a nice and pretty interesting image there to end on. I think it does a good job of getting things underway slowly there. I definitely find myself intrigued.
Aaaaand that's it for this one.
As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.
Stay Safe
Harry
Okay, my comments will be in bold and my adjustments will be in red.
Its a good start but doesn't have much detail that could have been added. You had some spelling and grammatical errors and parts that I personally would have went into more description. Blair seems like an interesting character but I think it would have made it even more fascinating if you went into her thoughts and some dialogue. The piece was quite short and you could have made it longer because people might see this and might not want to read on.
I like the title of the piece which caught my attention in the first place.
Good Job and fix those little details and I think has the potential to be an excellent story.
~Incognito Temptation
Okay, with the line-by-line out of the way. Sorry it took my so long, but I'm here now so let's get down to it. Now this is a really short piece so I can really say much about your overall writing style, but I'll do my best. First off, I noticed a lot of typos and spelling mistakes, especially in the prologue. Now that's not too serious and it's nothing a quick run through Microsoft won't fix, but n the mean time it's slightly distracting. I think I caught them all though.
Also, I'm not sure you should give so much away in the prologue. Usually the purpose of it is to add mystery and suspense to a story, but since you tell us everything it really doesn't work. Of course if you want to keep it that way, it's fine. I just personally think you should give us less info. Maybe just show the three friends alone, struggling unsuccessfully to secure their shelter in the howling storm, and don't tell us their getting ready to go home, because it adds to the mystery if readers don't know how much time has passed between the prologue and the first chapter.
I'm guessing that last paragraph is what you have so far of the first chapter, not the actual first chapter? From what you have so far I can't really see where this is going, or I'd say something about that. It's not a problem though. This early on I shouldn't be able to see what's going to happen. It might be useful though, if I knew what genre this was. From the title I would automatically assume horror, but you can't always be sure.
I really can't think of anything else that needs to be changed right now, but be sure to PM me when you post more so I can see what happens to these characters.
Good story so far. Though some parts I don't entirely agree with but I don't dislike them enough to bring them up.
All I can say is I saw a couple spelling mistakes:
Acadamy which should be Academy.
beckond should be beckoned.
stablelize should be stabilize.
adventering should be adventuring.
and also..
I just don't think this works. Putting her name in there, I mean. Its just out of nowhere. One minute its talking about surviving in the wild, the next her name pops up and then it talks about returning to the grounds.. I don't know.
Could be a good story, just please don't take it down a cliché path.
Cheers,
Alex
The air was cold and muggy. Everytime she took a breath it felt stiff and thick. The rain fell down around her making her midnight black hair sodden and lifeless. Her green eyes slowly becoming heavy with sleep. She sat wrists on knees looking out at the forest. She and her two friends, Peter Blankly, and Miana Nichelson had spent the last three days building and rebuilding camp. She stared out at the sky and watched the lightning flash over head. She smiled, revealing her pearl white teeth. She liked storms. She admired the beautiful scenery each flash of lightning painted across the sky, she loved how the wind tossled her hair. Then there was a slight tap on her shoulder. She turned around to come face to face with Peter. He beckond to the tent as Miana tired to stablelize it slightly. She gave one everlasting sigh of annoyment. She knew it was time to pack it in. She and her friends were students Olympus Acadamy. The acadamy was an adventering school. She had arrived only a few weeks before and already their professers and asigned them a task. They had to spend three days in isolation away from the other groups who were on the same task. They had to learn how to survive in the wild. Her name was Blair Williams. The three of them decided to pack up their equipment and start heading toward the Olympus grounds.
* * *
When the three of them finally returned to the grounds they were soaked to the bone. Every inch of them was soaking wet. They were all tired and ready to sleep in an actual bed. Peter and Miana pushed on the heavy wooden doors that made a loud creaking sound as they opened. Blair led the way through a long hallway that had many different classrooms on either side. As they came closer to the Long Hall, the graham craker colored flooring became a red, velvet, carpet. As they entered the Long Hall there was a round of applause as they walked over and sat down just in time for food.
hello, archer123..
Alone in the Dark..nice title.where'd you get it?..
actually, i'm new here in yws, so i don't get to post a lot of things. i just love to spend time reading and sending feedbacks.
Blair Williams is a nice name, for a mysterious character. Olympus Academy..Peter Blankly..Miana Nichelson..nice names. i guess they also suggest supernaturality, right?..
keep it up.
god bless.
Hello Archer123, and welcome to YWS. My name is Andy and I will be your reviewer for today.
A truck has a lot of momentum to it due to its mass. It doesn't fit with what's happening at the moment as air itself is quite gentle and doesn't have that momentum to it.
How did your narrator lost her parents? Explain it to us.
Why not mention more of that? It just seems to be randomly put there as an attempt to get sympathy from the audience.
Blair Willians waited beneath a tree for the storm to pass.
What are the chances of one dreaming about their parents like that? From my experiences, dreams tend to be quite random.
Show, don't tell. Give examples of when this happening.
What on earth? Would one even bother to memorize this? Heck, would one even stay at a friend's house for such a situation? The character's parents, people that commited their life in raising their son/daughter has just died! Isn't it had to cope with? Yet the character doesn't even seem to care. If I was in his position, I know that I would be crying and seeking the help of the authority.
Overall impressions:
Ask yourself this: Would you be doing the following things if you were in the character's shoe? I don't think so. It's so unrealistic. Normally, if a child's parents had died, they would either seek the help of the authority or be taken to an orphange.
Also, give more examples of the time when the narrator's parents were caught in the fire. Make it more convincing to us. Describe what happened. You are telling us that it happened, but I don't believe it unless you give more evidence that it had happened.
Good luck.
Andy.
Hey archer! I normally don't do critiques on stories, but here I am!
Details!!! This is what you need most in the prologue of this story.. It makes it hard to picture when you forget the little things. Describe how the hail bounced off of the cement, or how the drenched houses looked like wet cardboard boxes.. Describe something. This character already seems obsessed with herself, and it seems like she doesn't even notice her surroundings.. The setting is very important, so don't forget it!
Also, when you use similes, try not to use too many words. It takes away the emotion from the story and makes it awkward. What does the application thing have to do with any of this?
This is a great story, and I look forward to reading more!
*Emma*
ill tell you the second half was alot bette rthen the first...
its a good idea, and if youve ever been shot by a paintball... youll get the message that it kinda stings... except it sounds really weak here... the whole "being shot at me" drags it down... pelted my skin like paintballs... doesnt sound to great either... id reword it... it felt like i was being shot with paint balls? well you know id just cut that line all together.. but thats just me... oh and cold and muggy... does that really make sense? and his parents died, so like hes homeless now and living in a tree (how does that work?) in the woods? well of course hes not gonna recieve a acceptence letter to yale, hes a goddamn savage! no lol jk... but really...seems a bit off topic, and not really worse than having to live in the woods after your parents died... but thats just me... oh and here... you might have already known this... but if not.. fantasmic!
you dont need the comma... and you really dont need the now... and hey.. why would this be a vampire story... and if it is whats wrong with that! I love VAmpires! but not as much as i love princesses named xena
Four words:
Not another vampire story.
Please.
Also, this is way too short to review.
Okay, so thirteen words.
Crap, seventeen.
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