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Review of Dragons of Fire  
Review by Tadpole1
Rated: 13+ | (3.5)
Hi everyone.– Up front - I rate hard – usually a 3.0 or a 3.5. I don't give very many 4.5s or 5.0 unless I think the work is almost perfect. Any of my comments or suggestions are just that: comments or suggestions. They are always given with respect and the hopes that they will be helpful. You may take my suggestions or ignore them because only you know what is best for your story. Keep Writing!

Title: Dragons of fire
Chapter: Short story
Author: P Gordon Kennedy

Plot: Comment on pacing, effective/quick hooking, tension and confusions/questions.

There was a nice hook. After reading the first two sentences, I wanted to read on. I marked the place in the story where I thought the tension was highest. There were a couple of places where I did feel a bit confused, but I didn’t mark them.

Zen wakes up and realizes that it wasn’t a dream. He has been transported to the gatehouse of the underworld. He walks back to the Cave of the Abyss and finds the wizard unconscious. Zen remembers the magic box containing good and evil. He is trying to wake the wizard when an elf, Eryd, appears. Eryd explains that the blue dragon – the ice dragon – has been released, and the red dragon – the fire dragon must be released as a counter-balance, or the world will freeze. Together, they manage to wake the wizard. Afterwards, when they summon the red dragon, Eryd falls into a trance. The dragons melt together bringing world balance. Eryd’s sister, Calvyna, wakes him from the trance with a potion. All ends well.


Scene/Setting: Too much it drags? Too little? Confused? Did they use 3 senses?

I don’t think that there was too much description; although, there was some.

Characters: Believable? Unique? Mary Sueish? Can’t keep names straight? Make it known! Characters are what it’s all about!

The characters were heroic.

Grammar: We can’t all be jedi grammar masters – so those that are… please help! Besides, type-ohs happen to the best of us and 100k words are a lot to keep track of.

Generally speaking, the grammar was good. I did give a couple of suggestions though.

Just My Personal Opinion: tell them what you liked/didn't like. How did it make you feel and all other misc.!



Hi Gordon,

Thank you for sharing your story with me. I love stories about dragons. This was a happy story that made me smile. *Smile*


What can I say that might help you to improve it? Well, I think that the story could have ended when the two dragons melted together, bringing balance to the world. I don’t really think that the second elf was needed.

I think that you write well, so here are a couple of advanced ideas, if you want to use them.

I read in a book about style which suggested to write “he said” instead of “said he.” It seems to be the way modern writers are writing.

Here’s another trick. If you don’t always want to say “he said or she said,” you can make something happen indicating the speaker before he speaks. For example,


Xen darted his eyes around the cave, trying not to stare at the stranger. “Who….Who are you?”

The tall stranger with the pointed ears touched his chest with his index and pinky fingers. “The name’s Eryd…an elf from afar I am.”

Xen had never seen and elf before, and he was surprised that the elf wasn’t any taller than he was. “You’re an elf?”

Eryd nodded. “I am.”

Xen glanced at the unconscious wizard. “And what might bring you here?”



Did you notice that I didn’t say “he said” one time, and yet we knew who was talking? What do you think?

Once again, thank you for sharing your story,

Tadpole1

Please add a few smiley faces here and there. *Smile*


Xen looked at his surroundings bewildered. It seemed to him that he had just awoken from a very odd dream. Something about a wizard, a cave, a key, and a dragon wrought of fire. Though it all seemed quite dream-like, Xen found his surroundings strangely familiar.
“Could it be? Yes, it is….I’m in the gatehouse to the underworld!” thought Xen.
He picked himself up, grabbed a torch from one of the walls, and exited the gatehouse to begin his hike back to the entrance to the Cave of the Abyss. He remembered what the old wizard Mernomus had told him about maintaining a straight path through the cave, though all those memories now seemed like a rapidly fading dream.
After the long journey back to the cave entrance, Xen looked about. It was night, but he knew not how much time had passed since he had been transported back to the gatehouse to the underworld by some magic, he assumed The sentence would be stronger if it ended “by some magic.” . Stars lit the sky, but there was no sign of the dragon of blue fire or of the old wizard Mernomus.
“Mernomus!” yelled Xen, hoping to find the wizard again.
There was no answer, which was exactly what Xen expected. The last he remembered of the old wizard, he lay apparently unconscious after releasing the fire dragon from a magical box. The wizard had previously sent Xen into the Cave of the Abyss to retrieve the key to the box from the gatehouse to the underworld.
At that moment, Xen’s memories of past events began to clear, as if a dream-like fog had lifted from his mind. He remembered that the first time he was in the gatehouse there were shadow demons in the gatehouse, but they were not there the second time, after the box was opened. Not a moment later, he recalled what Mernomus had said about the magical box’s power to defeat evil.
In spite of new insights from his memories, the situation was still not entirely clear to Xen. “What happened to that wizard?” he wondered to himself.
Then at once came another insight, a very important insight. Xen remembered the place where he and Mernomus were when the magical box was opened. At once, he made for that place with all the speed he could muster in spite of being exhausted from his journey out of the Cave of the Abyss.
The magical box lay open and lifeless upon the ground and next to it laid lay the old wizard. Xen cautiously approached, not certain if the magic contained within the box had been totally exhausted or not. The wizard’s eyes were open staring up at the sky unresponsively, as if in the deepest of trances.
“Mernomus!” yelled Xen loudly, in hope of breaking the trance.
The wizard did not respond. One of his hands was still upon the key to the box and the other held his wand, which still emitted a faint glow.
“Mernomus!” yelled Xen again, this time with growing desperation.
“He can’t hear you…” came a voice from behind.
Startled, Xen whirled around, his heart racing. Not but a few paces away stood a tall young man with blond hair. He held a small bow in his hands.
“Who….Who are you?” asked Xen nervously.
“The name’s Eryd…an elf from afar I am,” replied the stranger.
“You’re an elf?” inquired Xen.
“I am,” replied Eryd in a matter of fact tone of voice.
“And what might bring you here?” asked Xen.
“Well, it seems a fire dragon has been released upon the world and now it seems pretty clear who did it…,” said Eryd pointing at Mernomus as the old wizard remained locked in trance.
“Can you break the trance?” asked Xen.
“Not yet, first I need answers and then I need the antidote…,” replied Eryd calmly.
“What antidote?” inquired Xen.
“First tell me what happened here,” answered Eryd.
“Well, Mernomus here sent me into the Cave of the Abyss to the gatehouse to the underworld to retrieve the key to that box. It was quite strange, There should be a semicolon or a period here instead of a comma. he gave me a potion to make me fly and another to make me invisible to the demons there. When I returned to him with the key, I discovered that three days had passed, though it did not at all feel like it. I gave him the key and he opened the box, releasing a dragon made of blue fire. At that moment, it seems, the wizard was knocked into trance and I for reasons unknown to me, found myself transported by magic back to the gatehouse to the underworld,” said Xen, summarizing his adventures.
“I see. Did the wizard tell you anything about the purpose of the box or the fire dragon?” inquired Eryd.
“He said whatever was in the box had the power to defeat evil, but that is all he told me. Never mentioned anything about fire dragons; I didn’t learn of them until the box was opened,” answered Xen.
“Seems then he didn’t tell you about the other fire dragon…” said Eryd.
“There’s another one?” asked Xen curiously.
“Yes. You see, the one you saw was the blue fire dragon, but there’s also a red fire dragon. Both can defeat evil in the world, but they each have their side effects so to speak…,” said Eryd.
“Side effects?” inquired Xen.
“You see, the blue dragon has the power to defeat evil, but also the power to turn the world to ice. With the red dragon, he has the same power to defeat evil, but also the power to turn the world to fire. Both must be released at the same time each to counteract the effects of the other….” answered Eryd.
“Turn the world to ice!” exclaimed Xen.
“And quite soon unless the red dragon is released,” continued Eryd.
“Where might the red fire dragon be found?” inquired Xen in alarm.
“I hoped you would know the answer to that,” said Eryd.
“Maybe Mernomus does. If you can get the antidote and revive him,” said Xen concernedly.
“It is a very rare potion…,” replied Eryd.
“Check the pockets of his robe, you might find something there,” said Xen.
With that, the elf Eryd began to carefully check the wizard’s pockets, extracting several vials and bottles of potions among other things. As the elf examined the vials and bottles one by one, Xen could not help but notice the sharply pointed ears poking out from under Eryd’s blond hair.
“Ah, this might be it…,” said Eryd.
“Well is it or not! We might not have much time…” interjected Xen.
“On that you’re right we need to release the red fire dragon soon. We have to try,” answered Eryd already administering the contents of the vial to the old wizard.
Moments later, the old wizard groaned and pulled himself up scratching his head. He tucked his wand back into one of his robe pockets and hastily gathered up the vials and bottles of potion sitting on the ground next to him.
“Did it work?” were the first world words out of the old wizard’s mouth, coming in a spaced-out sort of tone.
“The blue fire dragon has been released from the box, but where’s the red dragon, without him the world shall freeze,” replied Xen.
“The red dragon wasn’t released?” said Mernomus still sounding spaced-out.
“No, and we need to know how to release him now!” yelled Xen.
“Who are you?” asked Mernomus gesturing at Eryd.
“An elf, my name’s Eryd,” replied Eryd in a matter of fact tone.
“And what brought you here?” asked Mernomus.
“The blue fire dragon has been released, what else?” said Eryd.
“Any idea how to release the red dragon?” asked Xen.
“Try….Try turning the key the other way,” replied Mernomus.
Eryd without hesitation walked up to the box and began turning the key. It made a loud click and a glow began emanating from the box. At first, it was yellow, but it steadily grew redder.
“The antidote! What if you’re put in trance like Mernomus!” exclaimed Xen.
“Don’t worry…” replied Eryd calmly.
The glow from the box steadily grew in intensity as sparks flew into the sky. Suddenly, there came a rushing of blue fire in the sky as the blue fire dragon soared overhead. Ice crystals began to grow on everything in sight. Xen found himself shivering as the temperature suddenly and dramatically plummeted.
“What’s happening!” exclaimed Xen.
“The world’s freezing, what do you think!” yelled Eryd.
“If that red dragon doesn’t come out soon…” said Xen now more worried than ever. There is tension here. This is good. *Smile*
“I know I know…,” replied Eryd.
The old wizard Mernomus had gotten up and had begun to pace about, still recovering from his trance. Eryd turned the key again as hard as he could. The glow from the box intensified, and then it exploded in light. There was a rush of red sparks comma and a dragon wrought of red flames flew into the sky, leaving an incredibly powerful burst of heat in its wake.
The glow from the box dimmed, Eryd the elf lay silently on the ground having been knocked into trance, his blond hair scattered upon the rapidly melting ice. A look of peacefulness was upon his fair face.
In the sky above the red and blue fire dragons dueled in cascading showers of sparks, eventually merging into one, showing in shades of red, orange, blue, and purple. This is poetical. I like the fact that they melt into one. *Smile* Then came a flash that illuminated the sky as if in daytime. A moment later, darkness returned, the fire dragons were gone comma and no light but the stars shown in the sky.
A purplish glow illuminated the eastern sky, the very first sign of dawn. Xen stood over the elf who was locked deeply in trance.
“The Antidote….The Antidote!” yelled Xen.
“What?” asked Mernomus, now having nearly recovered from his own trance.
“We need the antidote to awaken Eryd!” exclaimed Xen.
The old wizard’s hand fumbled about his pockets extracting various crystal vials and bottles. He examined each of them comma and one by one, returned them to his pockets. When the wizard came upon his last vial, barely a quarter full with liquid, he paused.
“Ah, this is the stuff to break such a trance, semicolon though I may not have enough…” said Mernomus.
“Try…We have to try!” interjected Xen.
“That we will,” said Mernomus as he prepared to administer the last of the liquid in the vial.
Mernomus gave the last of the liquid in the vial to the elf and reached for his wand, casting aside the empty vial. Eryd stirred a bit, but seemed unable to fully come out of the trance. Mernomus shot a bolt of energy from his wand as Xen looked on worriedly.
“That’s odd, he’s not responding,” said Mernomus.
“Not responding!” gasped Xen with dread.
“We need more comma but I don’t have it,” replied Mernomus.
By now, the light in the eastern sky had grown brighter. The sun was about to emerge over the horizon heralding the start of a new day. A day without shadow demons in the gatehouse to the underworld, but unfortunately, it seemed, also without one of nature’s fairest creatures, the elf Eryd.
As the sun entered the sky comma there came a voice from behind, a calm and reassuring voice coming from a beautiful young lady saying, “Do not worry my friends everything will be alright Please check your dictionary because – I think – that “all right” is supposed to be two words. .”
From the young lady’s fair complexion, pointed ears and finely braded Check the spelling here. I think that it should be “braided,” but I’m a terrible speller. blond hair, it was apparent at once to Xen that she was an elf.
“I’m called Xen, who are…What’s your name comma fair lady,” said Xen in awe of her beauty.
“Calvyna’s my name; Eryd’s my brother…” said the elf lady.
“Your brother…I’m sorry…,” replied Xen.
“Do not worry my friend, Eryd did what he must to save this world,” said Calvyna peacefully.
“But we didn’t have enough antidote to get him out of trance…” said Xen.
“He’ll be alright all right? , don’t you worry,” came Calvyna’s reply.
After a final failed effort, the old wizard Mernomus turned and said “I’ve done all I can. He can’t be revived,”
“May I help?” asked Calvyna, having not yet been noticed by the preoccupied wizard.
“If a trance like his can’t be broken in time, he will surly slip into oblivion,” replied Mernomus solemnly upon noticing that Calvyna was an elf.
Without a further word, Calvyna kneeled before her brother’s head, gently stroking his hair. She pulled out a small crystal flask ornately inlaid with swirling lines of silver. She gave the liquid contained therein to Eryd, who at last sat up, blankly staring at his surroundings as if dazed.
“You broke the trance!” exclaimed Xen.
Turning to Xen, Calvyna said softly “Magic can be a dangerous endeavor, but don’t you worry, all is well…All is well, brave Xen.
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Review of Homecoming  
Review by Tadpole1
Rated: E | (4.0)
Hunter’s Moon – Homecoming - Flash Fiction


Hi everyone. Up front – I rate hard – usually a 3.0 or a 3.5. I don't give very many 4.5s or 5.0 unless I think the work is almost perfect. Any of my comments or suggestions are just that: comments or suggestions. They are always given with respect and the hopes that they will be helpful. If you don’t agree with them, just ignore them; after all, you know what is best for your story. Keep Writing! *Smile*


Title: Homecoming
Type: flash fiction
Author: Hunter’s Moon

Plot: Comment on pacing, effective/quick hooking, tension and confusions/questions.

Major Westcott and his honor guard receive the corpse of the defunct soldier Sergeant Tom Caulfield. Despite his lesson from the colonel, Major Westcott can’t help but care.

For me, personally, I wanted to use this story as an exercise to double check my point of view detecting skills. During the second read, I had difficulty deciding from whose point of view the story was told. First, I thought that it was from Westcott’s, then it seemed like an outside narrator told the story, then I returned to believing that it was Westcott’s point of view. As I said, I am still trying to master pov.

Style & Voice: Includes author’s/narrator’s voice, but also hitting truly unique voices for each character

The story flowed well and was well written. The dialogue bits seems real.

Referencing: Harleys in the Dark ages? Knights getting jiggy with their hommies? Or is Tommy dressed in flower power head band in chp 1, but in chp 5 he’s goth? Unexpected oddities are possible, but must be supported! We all need trekkies to demand consistency!

No comment.

Scene/Setting: Too much it drags? Too little? Confused? Did they use 3 senses?

Well done. Two of the three senses were used: sight and hearing, but in such a short piece, it is not surprising that smell didn’t find it’s way in. (It didn’t in mine either.)

Characters: Believable? Unique? Mary Sueish? Can’t keep names straight? Make it known! Characters are what it’s all about!

Unfortunately, the three characters were all too real.

Grammar: We can’t all be jedi grammar masters – so those that are… please help! Besides, type-ohs happen to the best of us and 100k words are a lot to keep track of. Please see line by line review. I didn’t catch anything.

What I liked best: You managed to tell a meaningful story is so few words.

Just My Personal Opinion: tell them what you liked/didn't like. How did it make you feel and all other misc.!


Hi Ken,

Just a personal note first. I wrote a boring little flash fiction story, thinking that I should write a second with deeper meanings for each of the mandatory words: key, flag and diamond. There was just so much potential. Therefore, I decided to see what the winner wrote. Congratulations! You have a fine flash fiction. Good job. *Smile*

More than a fine flash fiction, you have managed to make a statement.

All right, if I am obliged to look to find an area that could be improved, which is difficult in this piece, I would say that I would have liked it to pull a little harder on my heart strings.

Thank you for sharing your story with me.

Tadpole1




Please add a few smiley faces here and there. *Smile*
Tadpole1
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HOMECOMING

The seven statues stood Beautiful image. At first, I actually thought that they were statues. , barely visible in the charcoal light nice image , as the C-130 taxied up and came to a stop. The jet wash picked up bits of debris which flashed, diamond like, in the landing lights.

I have much to learn, but let me share a comment that I received recently. The name of the Point of View character should appear in the first sentence along with an action.


Homecoming fireflies, flashed through Major Westcott's mind Here we learn who the POV character is. although his countenance remained fixed. Only an occasional blink indicated he was aware of his surroundings.

For my Point of View character, I place my little camera inside his head. All that can be seen comes from his perspective. If that is the case, then who is watching and seeing the occasional blink? Have we just left our POV character’s point of view? Obviously, Westcott is aware of his surroundings.

The cooling metal of the C-130 engines pierced the sudden silence as the engines quit and the crew completed its shut-down checklist.

It was early morning and yet a pale brightness found its way through the overcast sky illuminating the quiet scene.

With a sound of protest, the large cargo bay ramp began to lower, revealing a line of flag-draped coffins.

"Guard – attention!" he said sotto voce, followed by "Forward, march!"

The honor guard moved forward “forward” was used in the previous sentence. in a practiced cadence toward where the first coffin was waiting. A young airman handed him paperwork. Sergeant Tom Caulfield, he noted. Taking their places on either side, six white-gloved hands grasped the handles.

At his command, lifting in unison, they moved their comrade to the waiting vehicle for his final journey ... home. With practiced hands, they slid the box into the cavernous opening.

As the doors closed, a final command - "Present arms!"

There was a line of coffins. What happened to the others? Is it understood that they repeated the same actions over and over until all of the coffins were placed in cavernous openings? If that is the case, unless Tom was someone special to him, how did he remember the first soldier’s name? Reading the last few lines, I don’t think that Tom was someone special to him, but rather that he represent all the fallen.

Looking over the line of men – his men – Major Westcott felt the telltale tickle of a tear sliding down his cheek as the hearse pulled away. God speed, Tom.

"The key to this assignment is to remain detached." The Colonel's words came back to him from his first day's orientation.

"How do you do that, Colonel?" he asked into the fading darkness. Only the returning silence answered.

I don’t know why, but somehow the last line didn’t seem best. Maybe, he could receive a paper for the next coffin or look towards the next coffin? I don’t know. Don’t worry about it because this is a good flash fiction. *Smile*
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Review of Dare To Be  
Review by Tadpole1
Rated: E | (4.0)

Hi everyone. Warning – I rate hard – usually a 3.0 or a 3.5. I don't give very many 4.5s or 5.0 unless I think the work is almost perfect. Any of my comments or suggestions are just that: comments or suggestions. They are always given with respect and the hopes that they will be helpful. Keep Writing!

Title: Dare To Be
Type: Poetry
Author: Ken

Style & Voice: Includes author’s/narrator’s voice, but also hitting truly unique voices for each character
I am not a poetry expert, but, except for two lines, the poem had beautiful music and flowed quite well. They rhymes were perfect.
Grammar: We can’t all be jedi grammar masters – so those that are… please help! Besides, type-ohs happen to the best of us and 100k words are a lot to keep track of. Please see line by line review.
What I liked best: The first stanza – or – perhaps, the hopeful words.

Just My Personal Opinion: tell them what you liked/didn't like. How did it make you feel and all other misc.!

This is an altogether pleasant piece. I thoroughly enjoyed it.

Please add a few smiley faces here and there. *Smile*

Tadpole1
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Dare To Be

Behind your eyes a great unknown
until we see the woman grown.
Like a flower in first bloom -
until it blossoms, no perfume.

Lovely.

The person that we see today
will, by tomorrow, go away
and in her place a woman new
and that new person will be "you."

Perfect

The trials and lessons that you learn 8 syllables
will make you stronger in return. 8 syllables
With confidence and self assurance 9 syllables
you will have built up your endurance 9 syllables

The music on these two lines slows a bit.

How about: “you will build up your endurance”? or
Confidence and self-assurance 8 syllables
Will help to build your endurance 8 syllables


to face the challenge that is life
and overcome the daily strife.

And in the end, a woman grown
from the seeds that you have sown.
So choose your seeds with greatest care
and meet the challenge, if you dare,
to become a woman, proud and whole,
who reflects the beauty in her soul. How about: “beauty of her soul”?

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Review of Why I Write  
Review by Tadpole1
Rated: E | (4.5)



Hi everyone. Warning – I rate hard – usually a 3.0 or a 3.5. I don't give very many 4.5s or 5.0 unless I think the work is almost perfect. Any of my comments or suggestions are just that: comments or suggestions. They are always given with respect and the hopes that they will be helpful. Keep Writing!

Title: Why I Write
Author: Anastasia praying for Haiti

Plot: Comment on pacing, effective/quick hooking, tension and confusions/questions.

The hook was sufficient. The tension rose a couple of times. There was no confusion.

Style & Voice: Includes author’s/narrator’s voice, but also hitting truly unique voices for each character

beautiful and moving

Referencing: Harleys in the Dark ages? Knights getting jiggy with their hommies? Or is Tommy dressed in flower power head band in chp 1, but in chp 5 he’s goth? Unexpected oddities are possible, but must be supported! We all need trekkies to demand consistency!

no comment

Scene/Setting: Too much it drags? Too little? Confused? Did they use 3 senses?

Parents’ bed, library

Characters: Believable? Unique? Mary Sueish? Can’t keep names straight? Make it known! Characters are what it’s all about!

This is a personal essay which cracks the window of the writer’s heart.

Grammar: We can’t all be jedi grammar masters – so those that are… please help! Besides, type-ohs happen to the best of us and 100k words are a lot to keep track of.

Please see line by line review.

What I liked best: In the last years of his life, my father lost most of his sight and the year that I was able to spend with him I would read the newspaper to him.

Just My Personal Opinion: tell them what you liked/didn't like. How did it make you feel and all other misc.!

This was absolutely beautiful. It brought tears to my eyes more than once. You have talent, my dear.





Please add a few smiley faces here and there. *Smile*
Tadpole1
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I am of the belief, as are many, that a writer must be a reader first. Most people I have encountered who love to write, whether it be stories, poems or essays, their desire grew from a love for reading. So, my journey as a writer began a long time ago when I was a little girl.

As a young child who couldn't read yet, I would jump into my parents' bed every day begging my father to read to me. This continued long after I could read for myself. Once I learned that my father would skip pages at times because he wanted to take his nap, I decided to go it alone. I would make weekly visits to the library, taking in that wonderful book smell and relishing that within their pages lay adventures wanting to reveal themselves to me.

The stories I read absolutely fascinated me comma and soon I found myself creating stories in my head and needing to put them on paper. One of my older sisters was always kind enough to type my stories as I recounted them to her, and so my love for writing continued to grow. All through high school I had notebooks filled with short stories, poems, and random thoughts. Once in college and graduate school, most of any reading and writing I did consisted of textbooks and reports and research papers textbooks, reports and research . While this was not a huge pain for me, I missed the creativity and the outlet writing provided me.

Now I have rediscovered my love. I realize I can start writing a story and the best part of the process is the ending. Not because I actually finished something, but because I am always surprised of where the extra space journey of writing has taken me. This is quite nice. That last paragraph or sentence of any story is as much a surprise for me as it is for the reader. I understand what you are saying here.

While this might be a little self-indulgent comma I am compelled to mention it. My father unexpectedly passed away a few weeks ago. In the last years of his life, my father lost most of his sight and the year that I was able to spend with him I would read the newspaper to him. There is tension here. I recognize now how life had come full circle for us full circle, because , because he read to me when I couldn't. As I started to post my stories on WDC comma I would read them to him as well. About two weeks before he passed comma he begged me to promise him that I would never stop writing. Not quite understanding the urgency in his voice comma I assured him that nothing would distract me from writing.

So, why do I write? I write because I have a story to tell. I write because I love the art that words skillfully put together can create. I write because of the encouragement I received from one of the most important people in my life. I write for you Dadda.
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Review of Pieces of Me  
Review by Tadpole1
Rated: 13+ | (4.0)

Pieces of Me

Hi everyone. Warning – I rate hard – usually a 3.0 or a 3.5. I don't give very many 4.5s or 5.0 unless I think the work is almost perfect. Any of my comments or suggestions are just that: comments or suggestions. They are always given with respect and the hopes that they will be helpful. Keep Writing!

Title: Pieces of Me

Author: Hunter’s Moon

Plot: Comment on pacing, effective/quick hooking, tension and confusions/questions.

The beautiful music of the first stanza, along with its content, was a great hook into the poem.


What I liked best: I liked the first stanza best because of its music. It was beautiful.

Just My Personal Opinion: tell them what you liked/didn't like. How did it make you feel and all other misc.!

I am not a poet and do not know the rules, so I can only tell you what I feel in this review. I hope that you find it helpful. *Smile*

I liked the first stanza best because of its music. It was beautiful. I like the last least because it has a sad ending, and I prefer to see the glass half-full. That is simply personal preference.

The first stanza seemed more powerful, perhaps because the verses were shorter?

Unfortunately, I believe that your poem tells the tale of many a brokenhearted lover, too weak to rise above.

The rhymes, the actual words, were perfect. I felt that there were a few hiccups in the music of the second and third stanzas.

All in all, well done.

Thank you for sharing this piece,

Tadpole1


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Energy is constant.
It’s a universal law.
What happens to the force of love
when it chooses to withdraw?
The crushing weight of loneliness,
the bitter taste of bile,
plays upon my mind.
Is continuing worthwhile?

Like a shattered mirror,
I see pieces, not a whole. This line - 7 syllables
The fractures run so deep
that I can feel them
in my soul. This line - 8 syllables - maybe: “that they cut my very soul”
Vague wisps of memory
dance taunting in the light. 12 syllables
I cannot take the visions,
I only wish for night. 13 syllables

She made it clear that there’s
no hope in spite of my persistence. 15
In misery I contemplate the end
of my existence. 15
Perhaps I’ll find a better place,
one that’s free of pain. 13
I make a choice and watch
the scarlet circles in the drain. 14

Notes:

An entry for "A Broken Heart Poetry Contest " [18+]
Prompt: "Pieces of me."

Thank you for taking time to read my words. I would appreciate it if you took a moment and left a comment. Your reaction, impressions, criticisms, - yes, even praise - are all equally welcome.

Ken
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Review of Jace Updated  
Review by Tadpole1
Rated: E | (4.0)
Cool.

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Review of Monster Justice  
Review by Tadpole1
Rated: 18+ | (3.0)
BIG BAD WOLF Monster Justice

Hi everyone. Warning – I rate hard – usually a 3.0 or a 3.5. I don't give very many 4.5s or 5.0 unless I think the work is almost perfect. Any of my comments or suggestions are just that: comments or suggestions. They are always given with respect and the hopes that they will be helpful. Keep Writing!

Title: Monster Justice
Author: BIG BAD WOLF

Plot: Comment on pacing, effective/quick hooking, tension and confusions/questions.

It definitely had a good hook. *Smile* Towards the end, I was a bit confused between who was doing what.

Scene/Setting: Too much it drags? Too little? Confused? Did they use 3 senses?

I don’t think all the senses were used. Maybe the dragon smelled bad? Maybe James smelled the smoke? What color was the dragon? Was it hot? It’s funny that the dragon lived in a house. What did the house look like?

Characters: Believable? Unique? Mary Sueish? Can’t keep names straight? Make it known! Characters are what it’s all about!

The characters were believable, but I’m not sure that the policeman, gargoyle, was needed.

James was brave, the werewolf was honest, and the dragon was hungry! *Smile*

Grammar: We can’t all be jedi grammar masters – so those that are… please help! Besides, type-ohs happen to the best of us and 100k words are a lot to keep track of.

Please see line by line review.

What I liked best: You made me laugh, and I like to laugh. *Bigsmile*

Just My Personal Opinion: tell them what you liked/didn't like. How did it make you feel and all other misc.!

This is a very cute story, but it needs a little work to make it shine. *Smile*

I felt the word “as” was overused. Sometime “when” could have replaced it.
Be careful how you spell “fiancée” or “fiancé.”
Try not to use a word after you just used it. See below.

Keep writing!
Tadpole1






Please add a few smiley faces here and there. *Smile*
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*Please note. If this story sounds reminiscent of Tanya Tucker's "The Night the Lights went out in Georgia" the song inspired me a bit.* Hey, I like that song!

In a large house owned by a prominent man, two men stand in the dining room, looking at the owner, who is dead, as by the fact that he has the end of a horn coming out of his mouth, and his blood is pooling on the floor.

"Why did you do that?" the one asks, as he turns to the other.

"Because," the second man, a werewolf, said. "He killed someone that I cared for."

The first man, a human, looks back at the corpse, a dragon, who was the judge/executioner in the area.

"What are you going to do now?" he asked. "There is no way that you will be allowed to live."

"I know," the werewolf said, as he sat down at a table, which had an empty plate and a revolver on it, and took out a pen and paper, and start started writing. "Now, I suggest that you get out of here before the police show up and you get arrested for another murder that you didn't do."

With that, the human started running. “started” used twice

As he ran, the human thought about what had happened earlier.

****

Earlier “earlier” used twice. that day, James had walked into the local bar. He had sat at the counter and told the barkeeper that he was going to buy the entire house a round, as he had just gotten engaged to a lovely woman.

When one of the patrons, a werewolf, asked who the lucky woman was, he told him.

However, instead of congratulating him, the man said, "She's dead buddy. The judge's son ate her a few hours ago." A loud chuckle here.

At this, James walked out and went to his house, and got out his handgun. That night, he went to the man's house, so that he could kill him for what he did for what he had done . However, there was a strange set of footprints that seemed to have been leaving the house. As James opened the door, he saw the body of a kitsune, the judge's stepson, lying on the floor in a pool of blood.

walked out, went…, and got (Take out one “and.”)

“house” x 2

Avoid words like “seemed” when possible. “was a strange set of footprints leaving”
or more active

“However, a strange set of footprints marked the sand, as if leaving the house.


As James left the house, he saw a police car, so he fired a shot, to try to flag him down. “As” has been used a lot. How about: “When James left…”?

However, the officer saw the body and the gun and asked, "Why'd you do it human?"

With that, the man punched him, knocking him out. I’m laughing again.

When James woke up, he was naked and on a platter, with the Judge looking at him.

"You'll pay for the murder of my son," the dragon had said. the dragon said

"It wasn't me," James had said. James said

"Liar," the man the dragon? said, as smoke came out of his nostrils. "You killed him, all because he ate your fiancé."

“said” used a lot here.
“Liar,” the dragon growled and blew smoke rings from his nostrils.
“Fiancé” is a guy. “Fiancée” is a girl. Oops! This might be important one day. *Bigsmile*


However, just before he could chop James to pieces with a clever Does a dragon need a clever? that he'd had in his hands, the body of the police officer who had arrested James, a gargoyle Say that he is a gargoyle earlier in the story. , came flying through the door and smashed to pieces against the wall behind the judge. That must have hurt.

"I suggest you let the man go comma Judge," said a voice that James had heard earlier that day.

"And why would I want to let my supper go?" The judge asked.

"Because, he didn't kill your son," the owner of the voice said. "I did it. And here is the gun that I shot him with."

At this, a large revolver landed on the table next to James, causing him to look behind him. Where was James looking before? At the body that hit the wall?

To his surprise, the person who had entered the place was the werewolf who had told him that his girlfriend had been eaten by the Judge's son.

"In that case, why did you do it?" the judge asked, as he sat up.

However, all the werewolf did was pull out a picture, one from his wallet, and toss it on a table. In the picture was James's fiancé. fiancée

"I killed him because he ate my sister," the man said, causing James's eyes to widen.

"You're her brother?" he asked.

"That's right," the werewolf said. "She was my sister by the virtue that her mother married my father, but that's good enough for my instincts to include her as a member of my pack, and under my protection."

"Why didn't she tell me?" James asked.

"She told you that she had a brother right?" the werewolf asked.

"Yah, but she never said that you were a werewolf," James said.

"That's because she saw me as a person," the werewolf said, as he looked at the judge. "And not a monster, like you and your son."

"So what," the judge said, as he looked at the werewolf. "Both of you will die, you for killing my son, and him because it is suppertime."

At this, the Judge leaped for the werewolf's face. However, the werewolf took out a nightstick, and swung at the dragon's chest, causing him to land on his collection of heads of those he had executed over the years, including a minotaur, with rather large horns. I get it; the horns stabbed the dragon’s soft underbelly.

***

As James looked back at the house he had just run out of, he saw, through the window, the werewolf stand up, walk over to the window, and close the shutters. Then, he heard something click, followed by the sound of a revolver going off, and something falling with a thud. Wait, didn’t the dragon dye by landing on the the minotaur’s rather large horns? Wait. It’s the officer, the gargoyle that is shot and falls with a thud. Is that right?

"Why did you kill the judge?" James asked out loud. "He didn't eat your sister. His son did. So why did you do it?"

However, instead of sticking around, he kept on running, like the man told him to. When did the man tell him to run? Let me see, Jame is standing still, asking questions; then, all of the sudden, he takes off running before the werewolf can get him?

***

The next day, when the police pulled up at the Judge's house, they saw the body of the judge and the remains of the officer. They also found the body of a werewolf, with half of his head blown off. On the table was a letter that said, Remains of the officer? The werewolf didn’t shoot him? The werewolf started to eat the gargoyle, and then the werewolf shot himself?

"To whom it concerns,

I, Jacob Redfangs, killed Gordan Firetail, the stepson of Judge Abrems Flamemouth, Good names not James Johnson, who is just an innocent man who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. As for the officer, his death was an accident on my part. The Judge though, I killed him for my own personal reasons.

Signed,
Jacob Redfangs"

As the officers picked up his body, a picture fell from the werewolf's grasp. On it was an image of a human woman, a woman who was not James's fiancé. I guess the judge ate the werewolf’s fiancée. Cute.
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Rated: E | (4.0)
Hi everyone. Warning – I rate hard – usually a 3.0 or a 3.5. I don't give very many 4.5s or 5.0 unless I think the work is almost perfect. Any of my comments or suggestions are just that: comments or suggestions. They are always given with respect and the hopes that they will be helpful. Keep Writing!

Title: A Rose By Any Other Name
Author: Obleo-can't type!

Hook: I was hooked right away because the poem has the same theme as one of mine.
Poetry and me: Since I have no formal education in poetry, I can only tell you what I think, how it makes me feel. I will do my best.

Grammar: Please see line by line review.
What I liked best: I can’t tell you why, but there is something about this line that was special to me: Thus ev'ryday with you my Love, I so clearly see,

Just My Personal Opinion: The love for your wife and the understanding of her loss come through. There is emotion in your poem, and to me, that is what poetry is all about.


Please add a few smiley faces here and there. *Smile*


A Rose by Any Other Name


Hast of't' been said since days of old,
as the father is so his sons will grow period


Yet I believe an even stronger tie,
between a mother and her daughter lies. a good rhyme, not perfect, but good


Special feelings one can’t explain,
each understands and feels the same. a good rhyme, not perfect, but good


A smile or a tender touch
knowing looks that say so much This is so true. I love this stanza.


A simple nod, unspoken words,
expressions of love by both is heard period


Still, the most amazing part,
how tenderly each holds the others heart other’s


Bonds like this last longer than mortal men can see,
even when this earthly life, one of them may leave.

The beauty of the elder, in all her glory swells
it's present in the younger beyond the heavenly veil Silly me, I didn’t understand this one.


A rose by any other name, oft' I have been told,
today smells just as sweet as did in times of old. perfect


Thus ev'ryday with you my Love, I so clearly see, My favorite line

the wonder 'twas your mother, 'tis what you've come to be.
How about:

the wonder ‘twas your mother, ‘tis she that gave you to me.


Tadpole1

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Review of Reborn  
Review by Tadpole1
Rated: 13+ | (3.0)
Hi everyone. Warning – I rate hard – usually a 3.0 or a 3.5. I don't give very many 4.5s or 5.0 unless I think the work is almost perfect. Any of my comments or suggestions are just that: comments or suggestions. They are always given with respect and the hopes that they will be helpful. Keep Writing!

Title: weekly horror contest entry: Reborn
Author: RoninGeek

Plot: good hook

Style & Voice: Easy to read. First person point of view.
Scene/Setting: No scene or setting. For the senses, hearing and touch were used.

Characters: I can only guess that this is a captured soldier.
Grammar: Please see line by line review.

What I liked best: “…nothing prepared me for them…” *Smile*

Just My Personal Opinion: Without the prompt, the paragraph doesn’t give enough information. With the prompt, it might be perfect.


Please add a few smiley faces here and there. *Smile*

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The training they had given me wasn't enough. I knew that now. My body was taunt and fit, my reflexes sharp, but nothing prepared me for them. My knees were shattered, semicolon or period my ribs protruded and were visible where they tore through my shirt. Howling in my mind, I fought against the concoction the they had injected me with.

Do you mean “My body was taut”?


Definitions of taunt:

• noun: aggravation by deriding or mocking or criticizing
• verb: harass with persistent criticism or carping

Definitions of taut:

• adjective: pulled or drawn tight
Example: "Taut sails"
• adjective: subjected to great
I didn’t see the prompt, so I can only see what is in the entry.
“Nothing prepared me for them,” who does “them” refer to?


I could hear them Who is circling? Is it in the prompt? circling me, whispering accusation in my ear. I could feel their cold steel rubbing against my cold flesh. What is the cold steel? Swords? Steel claws? Knives? They weren't done with me, not by a long shot. I could feel the incisions as they cut into me slowly. Murmuring this was what became of people like me. There must be a clue in the prompt to know what kind of people “like me” is referring to. They promised I would see the error of my ways, the falsity of my oath. What oath? Is he a judge, a soldier, a priest? Soon, they promised, I would join them Who are they? .

I don't remember being taken, but it doesn't matter now. I believe, they were right, I was wrongly led and now I'm reborn.

Showing me the the “the” x 2 winged parachute pin Is he a captured airline pilot? , dripping with my blood they said, "Baby killer no more, now you believe..." Did he drop bombs from a plane?

Good luck in the contest!

Tadpole1
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Rated: E | (5.0)
Hi Jace,

I saw the sad smiley face and decided to stop by. This is a lovely story of your childhood. Thank you for sharing it. I have to give you five stars for giving credit to your mother for some of your fond memories. Maybe, if you take time to read what you wrote, your upside down smile with find a reason to turn right side up. *Smile*

Merry Christmas and lots of snow-filled memories! *Smile*

Tadpole1
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Review of Dear Angela  
Review by Tadpole1
Rated: 13+ | (3.5)
Hi everyone. Warning – I rate hard – usually a 3.0 or a 3.5. I don't give very many 4.5s or 5.0 unless I think the work is almost perfect. Any of my comments or suggestions are just that: comments or suggestions. They are always given with respect and the hopes that they will be helpful. Keep Writing!

Title: Dear Angela
Chapter: flash fiction
Author: Typo - Dave

Plot: Comment on pacing, effective/quick hooking, tension and confusions/questions.

In a very eerie way, our whacko hero is threatening his new girlfriend. The tension is excellent as well as the pacing.

Style & Voice: Includes author’s/narrator’s voice, but also hitting truly unique voices for each character

The hero is coming in loud and clear.

Referencing: Harleys in the Dark ages? Knights getting jiggy with their hommies? Or is Tommy dressed in flower power head band in chp 1, but in chp 5 he’s goth? Unexpected oddities are possible, but must be supported! We all need trekkies to demand consistency!

No comment.

Scene/Setting: Too much it drags? Too little? Confused? Did they use 3 senses?

You cheated with the picture. *Smile* Excellent.

Characters: Believable? Unique? Mary Sueish? Can’t keep names straight? Make it known! Characters are what it’s all about!

Oh, our whacko friend is quite believable. Unfortunately, I do watch the news occasionally.

Grammar: We can’t all be jedi grammar masters – so those that are… please help! Besides, type-ohs happen to the best of us and 100k words are a lot to keep track of.

Please see below and in line by line review.

Just My Personal Opinion: tell them what you liked/didn't like. How did it make you feel and all other misc.!

That was quite an enjoyable little letter. (Please don’t send me one.) Much was said with few words. Good job! *Smile*

Here are a couple of grammar guides:

Sentence1 . sentence2. period
Subject1 + verb . subject2 + verb.

Sentence1 : sentence2. semicolon
Subject1 + verb : subject2 + verb.

Sentence1 , and sentence2. comma
Subject1 + verb , and subject2 + verb.

Sentence1 , so sentence2. comma
Subject1 + verb , so subject2 + verb.

Sentence1 ; although, sentence2. semicolon and comma combination


I hope that this review is useful. It’s my way of thanking you for reviewing my flash fiction. *Smile*


Tadpole1




Please add a few smiley faces here and there.

Date: 08/27/2007
Time: 04:35:27 a.m.
To: Angela86@doitnow.com
From: CharleyM268@gbcc.com
Subject: I did it. . . .

Dear Angela:

Well, I finally did it. It’s over. I ended it with Terra. She was getting to be a real drag anyway. You know, she could have at least tried to make it work, period or semicolon I mean, comma she always wore such casual clothes, period or semicolon , she never dressed for me.

She didn’t take the news of our breakup very well at all. I think at first she was terrified, but then finally she just kind of gave up, semicolon although, usually a comma here I honestly think she is at peace now.

Anyway, she won’t be bothering me, no not ever again. It is over, comma and there is a kind of finality about it. In a way, it is kind of sad, but it is also a relief. I spent so many sleepless nights laying lying I never trust myself on this. I always check. next to her. I would watch the rise and fall of her chest as she slept, all the while thinking about exactly what to do. Three nights ago it finally occurred to me, period or semicolon I just needed to end it, quickly and finally.




http://www.scientificpsychic.com/cgi-bin/verbconj2...

Results for "lie":

(Verb)
Infinitive lie

Past lay
Present Participle lying
Past Participle lain

Present:

I lie
You lie
He, She, It lies
We lie
You lie
They lie



(Verb)
Infinitive lie

Past lied
Present Participle lying
Past Participle lied

Present:

I lie
You lie
He, She, It lies
We lie
You lie
They lie

(Noun)

Singular lie
Plural lies

Singular Possessive lie's
Plural Possessive lies'




It is now time to bury the past and get on with my life, with our lives together. I can finally put her to rest and move on. She is in the past with all the others. Now we can finally be together the way we always talked about.

I know that you would never be like her. I know that you would never make me want to end it with you like I wanted to end it with her. I’m really glad you are working on some of those annoying habits of yours, I can really see a difference.

I’m going to have to go now. I’m really tired. It was a very long night. I worked until sunrise and I’m sweaty and dirty, comma so I’m going to take a shower and go to bed.

Forever yours . . . until the end,
CharleyM.

Word Count: 327
Good job!
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Review of Self Realization  
Review by Tadpole1
Rated: E | (5.0)
Hi MC,

I really liked your poem. At first, I thought that you were a teenager; then there was a doubt. I checked your bio, but you haven't filled it in yet. In any case, your writing was full of meaning, and it certainly made me smile. I really, really enjoyed reading it.

We're supposed to be a bit organized, if possible, in our reviews. So let me see...

What I liked- the whole thing. It was deep and yet light. Happy and Optimistic.

What could be improved - well, I do like rhymes, but it was so great that it doesn't matter.

I wonder if some of the words should be hyphenated. I'm not sure, and I don't feel like looking them up. I'll leave that to you.

Grammar / spelling
Heart breaker - right? one word? hyphenated?
self realization - hyphenated?

Keep Writing!
Tadpole1
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Rated: E | (4.5)
Very useful. Thank you.
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Rated: E | (4.5)
Hi K,

I was sure that I had posted a review when I read this chapter the first time. I must have sent you an email instead.

You can ignore my suggestions here because they are so insignificant.

At the very end of the chapter, the man laughs silently to himself, why? Couldn't he have a low laugh or or a mocking laugh for example?

You wrote "Yes, I can." This is fine. I thought that I would share the phrase that popped into my head: "I just did."

Another good chapter,

Tadpole1
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Review by Tadpole1
Rated: ASR | (5.0)
Hi iKïyå§ama,

I would like to take a moment to say "thank you."

No one told me about WDC. It seemed natural to me that there must be a good writing network somewhere online. I Googled and found WDC. I joined in March, and some kind soul gave me an upgrade. Of course, I never knew who it was, but it meant a lot to me.

Keep Writing!

Tadpole1
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Review by Tadpole1
Rated: 13+ | (5.0)
Hi arakun the twisted raccoon,

This is one of the most beautiful pieces that I have read since joining WDC. Tears rolled down my face.

Tadpole1
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Review of Change of Address  
Review by Tadpole1
Rated: E | (4.5)
Hi nomlet,

What I liked: You managed to tell a very cute and complete story with few words. You caught my attention right away and held it until the end.

Suggestions: None. I think that you have done a fine job.

Spelling, grammar: I didn't see any errors.

Keep writing!

Tadpole1
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Review of TBA  
Review by Tadpole1
Rated: 13+ | (4.0)
Hi bryttany,

The title of your poem caught my attention. I rather agreed with my mood, so I opened it. It still agrees with my mood, so let me thank you for posting it. I enjoyed the lines. My favorite lines where the last four because I thought that they rhymed best. *Smile*

Keep Writing!

Tadpole1
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Review of Early Morning  
Review by Tadpole1
Rated: E | (4.5)
Hi greenghost,

Welcome to WDC!

I enjoyed your post because it rings true. It is short and sweet, and good as it is. I bet that it could even be the beginning of something even bigger.

Good job! *Smile*

Keep writing!
Tadpole1
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Review of White Suit  
Review by Tadpole1
Rated: E | (4.5)
Hello White Suit,

My favorite part of your poem was:

"I’m restless and annoyed, with sudden mood changes.
My parrots are plotting in their sullen bird cages,
I’m paranoid about these unexpected, weird life stages,
I’ve lost interest in the jaded Financial Times pages,
There’s confusion over common faces, names and ages,
With illusions of craziness, decaying as my brain deranges."

I think that this part flows particularly well. Also, I like the rhyming words.

Welcome to WDC,

Keep Writing!

Tadpole1
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Review by Tadpole1
Rated: E | (5.0)
Hi Sahara,

Welcome to WDC.

What I liked: You ask a lot of interesting questions!

Suggestions: None

Keep Writing!

Tadpole1
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Review by Tadpole1
Rated: ASR | (4.5)
Hi RainbowZo,

Welcome to WDC.

Aren't you the talented one! How very fun!

What I liked: I really liked the rhymes as well as what you say. It is lighthearted and nearly perfect. *Smile*

Suggestions:
change "bight" to "bite"
change "I wants" to "I want"

I really enjoyed your poem,

Keep Writing.

Tadpole1
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Review by Tadpole1
Rated: 13+ | (4.0)
Hi,

What I liked: This was a good little story! The story caught my attention right away. It kept my attention. I can understand wanting to give him the pina-colada. *Cool*

Spelling, grammar: I did not see any mistakes.

Suggestion: You wrote: "My “loving” husband." I did not quite follow this line. (silly me) I would expand it or perhaps cut it.

Overall: Although I liked the story, I was looking for that little "extra." That "Je ne sais quoi." I can't explain exactly what that little "extra" that I wanted was. Maybe it was just the fact that it is 1:30 am here, or maybe the story was simply good and I wanted more *Reading*? Maybe you had a word limit?

These were just suggestions from a mere Tadpole, so Keep Writing!

Happy thoughts from Tadpole1
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Review by Tadpole1
Rated: E | (4.0)
Hi Krystxn,

Once again, your story is superb. I believe that your writing is better too. Personally, I enjoy your story more than any others that I have read so far. That is my personal opinion. I like the stargazer idea. For me, it is original. Good job! *Smile*

Suggestions:

I did find a couple of spelling mistakes, but I did not note them. I did not see very many.
Look for repetitions.

I listed two Internet links below. The first one is about punctuation, and the second one is about independent clauses. I found them very useful. Actually, I took time off from my writing to study so that I would not keep making the same mistakes. I put them here for you in case you would like to check them out. It is just a suggestion.

http://owl.english.purdue.edu/handouts/grammar/g_o...
http://owl.english.purdue.edu/owl/resource/598/01/...

I am looking forward to reading your next chapter. You are one of my favorites.

Keep Writing!

Tadpole1
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Review by Tadpole1
Rated: E | (5.0)
Hello Tina Crain,

Your poem was beautiful. I wouldn't change anything. *Smile*

Keep writing!

Tadpole1
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