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Review of The Music Critic  Open in new Window.
Rated: 13+ | (4.5)
Hello SusanL *Smile*

I try to return reviews when I get them, and while wandering your port I stumbled across this gem. I love the way you’ve developed your quirky character; I almost even feel sympathy for him. And your writing is wonderful – very near to perfection. I personally appreciate your longer more complicated sentences where the structure and cadence of the reading helps to draw me along as the reader and provides a backdrop for the emotional current in the piece. This is something only few are able to achieve – BRAVO! To me, that is probably the hardest thing you can do in writing, and the most valuable.

Two areas where I think you could work on the writing is His heart started racing, the way it used to when he'd had to run. Darryl didn't like to run, didn't like the feeling he got from running. You repeat the word “run” three times in that short space, and I wanted to know what he FELT when he had to run. Maybe something about how running makes you move your body – something he obviously avoids and doesn’t do much since he sits at his keyboard all day long. Maybe your character has partly created this life where he sits and sits because of his dislike of running. However you feel it needs to be done; I just felt that your “rhythm” was off a bit right there.

Also, I love how you ended this piece but felt, again, that the writing did not quite gel with the rest of it. I’m not sure how to tell you what to do – just that the ending felt like something just tacked on, instead of really belonging with the rest of your writing.

One image that I truly loved: The euphoria, the sweet agony of her songs, her creeps and her slithers through his essence, they'd all stop. Creeps and slithers through his essence! Wonderful!

As I tell everyone that I review, these are only my opinions. I completely respect what you feel, as a writer, is right for your work. If you would like more information on how I rate and review, please check out the link below:

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EC



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Rated: E | (5.0)
Oh so very, very funny! I can feel your pain all the way here in Indiana. You have set your scene quite vividly with superb writing; I can easily see myself living this same torture. So is it still sitting by the kitchen sink?

All my best,
EC
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Review of Samantha's Smile  Open in new Window.
Rated: 18+ | (4.5)
Very Nice! Nice build on the tension and drawing your reader along to find out what has happened with your character. I especially liked your repeating his memory of that last afternoon with Samantha – great detail, and fantastic way to change it ever so slightly each time and increase the tension. I only have a few critiques / comments:


>> A loud metal clunk startles Justin, and as he reflexively opens his eyes the most blinding hot white light shines through. He closes his eyes them immediately and rubs them furiously. It is more than slightly painful. He can faintly hear the bustle of pedestrians passing him, and maybe even the sound of snow geese in the distance. The ambient noise gradually becomes more distinct as his hearing seems to be returning. He tries squintsing, and can tell that he is outdoors on a sidewalk, which was already obvious to him by the noise. Looking around though, he cannot spot any recognizable landmarks. Everything is still just large dark objects some distance away. This is the only paragraph that I thought needed major work. It felt a little off compared to the rest of your writing. Also, you have him with his eyes closed and then suddenly he squints – just didn’t work. Take my corrections for what they are worth – you are obviously a very talented writer; I just wanted to point out a few things.


>> Is there anyone in this crowd that would recognize him? He stands motionless for a beat, panic starting to creep up on him. I love this! It really sets the tone for your story.


>> They both stand silent for a moment beneath the vaulted ceiling of the Salisbury Cathedral. The crowd is a bit thinner now than earlier, although it is still daylight outside.


>> The heavy west front doors slowly close behind him. The loud metal clunk startles him. Using the same sentence structure here took away from the resonance I felt you were trying to achieve in your last sentence.


I hope I’ve helped. I enjoyed reading this tremendously and will wander into your port again soon! If you have any questions about how I rate and review, please check out the link below!
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EC


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Rated: 13+ | (4.0)
DawnK,

Hello yet again! *Smile* I thought while I was reviewing the prologue I’d review Chapter One as well. First, as far as having a prologue to your story, I think the very beginning of this chapter should be it. It gives just enough teasing detail to get the reader interested. While the prologue you have is all detail that I think would serve better interjected throughout your story, the beginning of this Chapter would make an excellent prologue. I know, confusing, but I’ve never been uncomplicated and I thought if I was putting forth the effort to read and review that I might as well give you my truthful opinion! *Bigsmile*

I’ve given you a 4 on this one because the writing is quite as well thought out as in your prologue. I realize that right now you are probably doing your first (or even second) draft – you’re just getting your story and ideas out so your head doesn’t explode with them. Once you get to the point where you are doing a re-write, this chapter could use some sprucing. It’s all good, it just feels a little stilted.

I can’t wait to see what happens with this little girl – and I’m quite intrigued as to who the mysterious young guy was with the army….I have a feeling I will be venturing into your port to do a little more reading. *Smile*

I hope this helps. If you have any questions please feel free to drop me an e-mail. And if you have any questions about how I rate and review, please check out the link below.

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All my best,
EC


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Rated: 13+ | (3.5)
Hello again! I thought I would return the R&R you were so kind to do for me. Let me first say that my reviews are based solely on the little thoughts that ran through my mind as I read your piece. I will always respect that this is your work, not mine, and that you must do what feels right for you.

OVERALL THOUGHTS

>> There are two things that I think you need to tackle once you begin your re-write (this going on the assumption that once done with this story you will go back and do editing work). The first thing is to go through and streamline your sentences and alternate your sentence structure to give the reading a better cadence. Let me give you and example: It all started with a hat. That was the first thing that Paul noticed the woman was wearing. You didn't see too many young people wearing them these days, but the maroon colored beret looked good on the lady who sat down three seats away from him at the camera auction. Fine tuning this might look like: “It all started with a hat. Sitting three seats away from him at the camera auction, the maroon colored beret looked good on the woman. Paul admired it, thinking how unusual to see someone so young wear a hat these days.” Maybe not just like that – but hopefully you can see what I’m trying to get across.

>> Paul’s' smile dropped "Cowboy boots …" his thought process was interrupted by the sound of someone gently clearing their throat and he glanced up to see the girl looking at him. She raised a single pencil thin eyebrow and smiled. Paul nervously smiled back and quickly returned his gaze to the crumbled auction inventory sheet in his hand, not sure if he'd heard the sound of a chuckle from the person, three seats away from him. "Probably rides horses and listens to hillbilly music" he thought to himself. That was all that was required for Paul to ignore the beautiful thing sitting not six feet away from him as the auctioneer walked up to the podium and banged his gavel to begin the sale. Paul sat up a little higher in his seat as the first item up was one that he was going to bid on. I am so guilty of this when I am writing my rough drafts. Going back and making sure that I haven’t stated my character’s name over and over is one of the first things I do in a re-write. Yes, it is important to state the name every so often, but so much starts to break up your reader’s concentration.

>> I do love your dialogue! I can see that it is one of the things that you like to do best.

LITTLE DETAILS

>> The hat of course, nice face, what looked like a good tan under the shadow of the hat, straight blond hair tucked into her coat, she was dressed conservatively in a wool jacket and that pressed out at her chest and curved in at her waist that showed she had a very feminine figure, she was wearing a similar patterned tweed skirt that a pair of finely shaped legs emerged from the bottom, and on her feet - cowboy boots. This sentence must be re-written. Try either putting it in colon and semi-colon format or breaking it up into two or more sentences. BUT, I do so love the detail of the cowboy boots and Paul’s reaction to them *Smile*

>> Paul forced down the bile he felt rising in his throat and forced up his courage to tap the lady on the shoulder. Watch for repeating words. I am a stickler about this, although I am guilty of it as well. My friends very gleefully point out when I do it!

>> Suddenly Paul realized the reason for the coolness. "Oh, so you were going to leave me ... as it were ... holding the bag ... just like you now feel you are." Okay, love your dialogue but the last bit here feels awkward and false. It does not have the genuine ring to it that all of your other dialogue does. Just my opinion.

>> "Please check each item for defects or marks. There are no guarantees or warranties expressed or implied. There are no refunds after the item is signed for." Her voice droned on, as she must have repeated these lines a hundred times. Nice detail!



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All my best,
EC
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Review of Coffee Stains  Open in new Window.
Rated: 13+ | (4.0)
Hello Scottiegazelle *Smile*

I'm not actually sure how I first wandered into your port, but I've found a lot of good stuff to read in here. As a fellow writer who is hoping to publish someday, I thought I would take a gander specifically at items you wanted reviewed for that purpose. So here are my thoughts:

>> Carla stood in the kitchen, a weary expression on her face. “I don’t know, dear. Where did you put them?” Personally, I don’t care for the “dear” here. A good friend of mine keeps an eye on my dialogue for me so that I don’t get into “talking heads” as she calls it. I’m not great at dialogue – so she has me envision two people actually saying the words I’m writing to each other. The “dear” here does not seem genuine. And speaking of dialogue…another thing my good friend monitors me on is “dialogue descriptors”. What I mean by this is the “he grumbled” / “he snarled” kind of thing. Her advice is to show what the conversation is like by how the people move and interact – instead of describing their speech. I completely re-wrote a paragraph from my way to her way – and it read MUCH better. I think you’re much closer to employing this technique than I am. You do have your characters moving around, which is very realistic. I think you could improve this piece tremendously by just taking it to the next level.

>> “I mean, look at this place! It’s a pigsty! What do you do all day?” He gestured angrily. “If you spent more time on the house than you did on your stupid soap operas, I wouldn’t worry have to about being late for work every morning.” You present this abusive husband as someone who blames his wife. Although I agree with keeping down “wordiness”, I think inserting “have to” in your sentence would keep with the tone of your story.

>> Carla sighed and flipped the eggs over, being careful not to break the yolks. Mark loved his eggs over easy, and the surest way to send him in a rage was to break the perfect little bubble. Great way to describe over easy eggs!

>> She sat on the floor in her waitress uniform, stunned. In my experience, and unfortunately it has been my experience, after it happens a few times (which is what you say in the next few sentences) you’re no longer stunned Saying she was stunned felt false to me. Resigned, overwhelmed, numb – yes.

>> I thought it was wonderful that you posted the websites for domestic abuse at the bottom of your story.


So, in all I would say that this is a great start to a story. You have the dialogue and the basic story – now it needs to be punched up a little so that your reader can FEEL the tension and fear and your ending line will be even that more chilling.

I hope this helps, and please remember that my opinion is only that – an opinion. I have complete respect for an author doing what they feel is right for their work. ALSO, your story starts out in much the same way as one of mine. I’m toying (just toying) with submitting it to GlimmerTrain – so I would appreciate any feedback. *Smile* I don’t generally ask for reviews, but our stories start out so similarly that you might be interested. Please don’t feel pressured!

Good work! And good luck on your road to publication.
EC

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Review of Coming Home  Open in new Window.
Rated: 13+ | (3.0)
Shinyauto,

I had originally printed this out to do as a review for the Simply Everything Forum, but I see that JBJackson beat me to the punch! *Smile* I have read JB’s review, and while I agree that it is difficult to get anyone to read a piece that begins with picturesque description such as you’ve started with – I think that this is a great writing exercise and something that you can learn a lot from. I do also agree that in future writing, it would be best to incorporate description into your story instead of all just at the beginning, and I agree that this description is very Disneylike. That’s ok. Your actual descriptions are WONDERFUL, and through your writing you have managed to get across your story and your point. For these reasons I think that it’s worth the work to look at your writing and to do some work if you feel that’s what you would like to do. So without further delay…


>> Standing on top of the hill overlooking the valley, I never ceased to be amazed by the view. Off in the distance the mountains were still wearing the white caps, of the few remaining signs of the long winter. Down in the glen, in startling contrast, the fruit trees were in full bloom. The first thing I noticed was that you switch tenses all throughout this piece. It’s an easy, easy mistake to make and one that I had a very hard time with when I first started writing. Even now I find that I switch back and forth when doing rough drafts. Also, in my opinion, almost everything reads better if you keep it in present tense. Make it in the here and now so your reader can join you. For example, re-writing this first section in present tense would look like: “Standing on top of the hill overlooking the valley, I never cease to be amazed by the view. Off in the distance the mountains are still wearing white caps while down in the glen, in startling contrast, the fruit trees are in full bloom.” Also – you’ll see that I re-wrote the sentence eliminating of the few remaining signs of winter You say “still” when talking about the white caps; that says it all. Having complicated sentences does make reading more interesting, but there is no need to make it wordy when you very eloquently got your image across without the extra phrase.

>> I could remember when the echo of the laughter of children at play found its way to the top of the hillside. For flow purposes, I would say “echoing laughter of children at play” instead. Again, it’s all part of bringing your writing forward into all the same tense, and in present tense. Just wanted to show you that example. ALSO – I think it would be a good idea to end this paragraph making it obvious that there is a transition into her memory. A simple would most likely work.

>> Grandma Daisy always walked with Joanna down the hill to the school. Joanna had lived with her grandmother since the death of her parents two years earlier. She had always lived in the city and the adjustment to country living had taken some time but she was finally beginning to feel as if this farmhouse was home. I’m really picky about double words. To me, it’s distracting when you read.

>> Her grandmother was a kind woman who even though she pretended to be firm, but Joanna knew that deep inside she was loving and forgiving. I’m using this as an example of how you can pare down your words to better your sentence flow. First you describe her as kind, then pretending to be firm, and then loving and forgiving. It’s jumbled and jumpy. Again, you have the right IDEA with your writing and you have the ability – you’re honestly just putting too much in there by not trusting your own writing ability and being able to get your point across. I’ve x’ed out the part you can eliminate. Trust your own writing…you don’t need to overstate to draw the reader along.

>> Not only had Joanna lost her parents but also Grandpa John had passed away only a few short months ago. He had been ill for a long time but his death had brought back memories for Joanna that she had not been ready to face again so soon.

Joanna went into the house, grabbed her jacket and joined Grandma who had already started down the road toward the school. She stopped now and then to see if her granddaughter was coming.
You switch here; in one paragraph the “she” you refer to is Joanna and then suddenly the “she” is the Grandmother. Confusing.

>> Sometimes her grandmother wondered where Joanna’s mind was. It always seemed to be racing at top speed and it was hard to hold her attention on anyone things. any one thing.

>> The only thing that seemed to hold any fascination for Joanna was the stray animals she was always bringing home,need a semicolon here a baby raccoon, a bird with a broken wing, etc. Please don’t use “etc.” in your writing. It’s lazy. You go through the effort to set up a beautiful description in the beginning, go through the effort to write a good description here.

>> For her grandmother, the years passed much too quickly. She had seen her granddaughter grow from a gangly youngster into a beautiful, confident young lady who still held her head in that cocky manner. It was with mixed emotions that she took Joanna to the bus station the day she left for college. In some ways, she wanted to let her go, but in other ways; she had great concerns that Joanna was not ready for this. But just like the baby birds Joanna had tended, she had to let her try her wings. If this is Joanna’s memory – how can she so point blank know her Grandmother’s feelings? In general, you can do this omnipresent thing where you can jump and describe what each individual character is thinking and feeling; but you’ve set this up as Joanna’s memory and she can suspect but not know what was in her Grandma’s heart.



Overall, this felt like a story with a character sketch thrown in. I think you have a story to tell, but that your writing gets caught up in the character sketch of Joanna and the Grandmother. I’ve caught myself doing the very same thing. In particular, I’m working on a story right now where I wrote four whole pages of who my main character is and what his background is. And then, on a re-read, I realized that part wasn’t part of the story AT ALL. I keep it at the end of what I’m working on now so I can reference it and use it as a guide for my characters actions. I think this short piece may work better for you just describe a memory of Joanna and her Grandmother. And maybe throwing in how she remembers it was just after she lost both her parents and her Grandpa. Trust your writing that your reader will get the image of how these two were together instead of being TOLD how they were together. Does that make sense?

Please remember that I am in no way trying to be harsh. I have the utmost respect for anyone who attempts to put words on paper – it’s a big struggle. These are only my OPINIONS. In no way am I an expert. You always must do what you feel is right for you. I’m hoping you’ll be able to take this review and look at your writing with a critical eye. I know that by doing these reviews, it’s helped me to recognize and fix some of the very same things in my own writing.

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Eye
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Rated: 13+ | (4.0)
Good morning Sandra!

This was quite a unique and entertaining read. It’s always a good thing when I get so engulfed in a story that I don’t make very many notes on my first read through. So, without further delay, here are my thoughts:

>> The rust and orange colored leaves lay on the ground, wet from the rain that had fallen earlier in the mornin’. The canopy of trees above the creek held out the bright sunshine. I know you need to include detail and description, but “canopy” just didn’t fit with your first person narrative. It’s beautiful writing – just doesn’t fit.

>> I tried to pull him back to Mr. Williams’ barn to get help, but he was too heavy. I kept slippin’ on the wet leaves, causin’ Jake to slide down into the creek. I got blood and dirt all over my good dress. That she was worried about getting her good dress dirty seemed right for how you’re developing this narrative. She seems young and a little ignorant and getting such a precious commodity as a dress dirty would be a big deal.

>> As I got closer to Mr. Williams’ house, I noticed he wasn’t home. I didn’t know what else to do by run home. House, home, home – so close together is very awkward.

>> I knew Mamma was gonna be mad when she found out what I did to old Jake, so I hid under my bed Nice detail that seemed right for your character.

>> He was stone dead, or at least I thought he was. I would get rid of the last part. This little girl was sure this guy was dead. In her mind, especially the way you’ve developed her, she’s more likely to think this guy is some sort of ghost walking around out there than NOT dead. And, yes, after reading further I think this is what you might be going for – so maybe because I can see this is where you’re going so early in your story, you’re giving too much away too early?

>> As for Papa, the sheriff found him floatin’ in the lake last summer with a bullet hole in the back of his head. Mamma said Papa was in trouble with Mr. Harris and some of his business folk. All I can remember of Papa was he stayed liquored up on sour mash every other day. When he wasn’t drunk, he ran liquor across the county line whenever he got the chance. Afterward, he’d buy me and Mamma somethin’ pretty. These descriptions and detail are a little clichéd here.

>> “One day while Johnny went to look in on Mamma and our new sister, Janey Lynn, Robert came to see me. He wanted to go swimmin’ in the pond, down the by the covered bridge.”

>> The hair on the back of my neck stood up, makin’ me shake wit a cold chill. typo! *Smile*

>> When Mamma suffered a stroke, the doctors at the hospital in Birmingham put her in the new nursing home built on the site of Granny’s old house. Granny had left the property to Mamma, so she sold it to a developing company. The nursing home was built about a year before Mamma was placed in it. This passage jumps around a lot. It’s all good information but not as fluid as the rest of your story.

>> Wondering around, I noticed some of the windows were broken out and boarded up to keep out any animals from wondering inside. Do you mean wandering instead of wondering?

>> The hill behind the house, with the wild flowers scattered with bugs in flight, seem to be a scene out of a fairy tale. I could picture Jack and Jill tumbling down the hill. I find rhyming distracting in a story. There’s got to be a way to describe this as the Jack and Jiill seen without going into the rhyme.

>> I walked farther into the woods, taking advantage of the sun light. I had often thought of photographing the woods and creek when I was in college Nice way to get in that see went to college. Very good.

>> I knew I had to get out of the woods, so I willed my legs to move. How about just putting “I willed my legs to move.” That would imply that she knew she needed to get out of there.

>> The wet smell of the earth, with the leaves and underbrush, caused memories of Jake casing me to engulf my mind. Another typo alert! Dontcha just hate this little editing stuff?

>> THAT’S IT????? YOU’RE JUST GOING TO LEAVE ME HANGING???? NO FAIR!


So I think you have an excellent start on this. With just a tiny bit of work you can polish this and move on to the next part – so I CAN FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS! I really enjoyed reading thinks – thanks for sharing it!

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Review of Penance  Open in new Window.
Rated: 13+ | (5.0)
Absolutely beautifully written. Such imagery and weaving of your story; I am truly impressed. At first I was a little irritated by not knowing exactly what you were talking about, but because the writing was so striking and beautiful I wanted to keep reading. Of course, at the end you reveal to your reader what happens to the poor girl in the first place and I can’t tell you enough how incredibly you wove this story. Five stars for you my friend. I hope you find a way to expand this talent and someday write a book. I think you’ve got the talent.

Eye
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Rated: ASR | (4.0)
I like your story concept – a lot! What a fun idea! There are several “quirky” things I liked in there as your details. The name “Jebidiah Oldham” for instance and the sentence “READY pulsed within the glowing space, gently cycling brighter and dimmer as a reminder” Very cool. Great writing.

I know how hard it is to write for Flash Fiction and to have word count limits. Now that the contest is done, I think this piece is really worth the effort of going back and adding/rearranging and cleaning up a little. Generally, I review by reading and jotting down notes. Please take these suggestions for what they are just simple thoughts as a reader.

So here’s what I thought…

>> Who would have thought the old town library had a secret room behind the back storage closet? That weekend I volunteered to help Mrs. McNulty clear out the basement closet. The closet was dusty, dirty and damp, but I couldn’t let her down. It was the least I could do after all her help over the years.
When a stray water balloon hit the wrong person, the judge decided that I needed some book learning. Two hundred hours of Library community service, he announced.
At first, the only books I saw were ones to move, or ones to put away. Mrs. McNulty took pity on me, and showed me a whole world of books out there. I wanted to learn new things, and this desire led me to study and graduate with honors from high school and then college. Now, years later, I had come full circle. Once again, I was helping her move and put away books, only this time by choice.
Personally, I would put the last two paragraphs first and transition into the third. With a very small transition sentence, you can make the whole beginning of your piece flow better.

>> Funds were low, so Mrs. McNulty would not be moving with the books to the new Library. Funds were low so she’s not keeping her job – but they’ve built a new library? This didn’t make sense to me, so much so that I at first assumed that they weren’t taken some of the old books. With a reread I realized Mrs. McNulty was losing her job. Maybe she’s old and they’re forcing her into retirement with the opening of the new library?

>> I may as well try typing something I thought aloud to one in particular. Mainly just to here a human voice in the quiet Library. Pressing random keys displayed the same letters within the cut page display. I knew about LOAD, SAVE and DELETE, but SUBMIT was something I had never seen on my own computer.
Pressing the SUBMIT key sounded three loud bells from the book, and the book began glowing brighter, and brighter.
Did he actually type in something or just press the SUBMIT button? While reading this, it wasn’t clear to me. Of course when I got to the end I realized if he typed in something, or what that something was – is irrelevant. BUT I think it’s important to not stop a reader in their tracks, having their mind wander and wonder what you meant. It detracts from their attention to your story. Also, having your character type in something gives you the chance to throw in a little comedic relief. He can type in something funny or silly. You can use this point as a way to get your reader to invest more in your character.

>> Ahead, the hidden room began glowing, and a young man dressed in khakis and blue polo shirt stepped out of the glows bright center. Is your character in the room or at the entrance of the room? In my mind’s eye – he was still in the room (had just moved the book onto a five gallon drum IN the room). So if he’s in the room, then you maybe need to say “Farther ahead in the room” or if he’s not specify that he takes the book out of the room. Again, not really important details, but just a little spot where, as the reader, I got tripped up. Instead of paying attention to your story my mind tried to decide where the character was in relation to Marty Ray popping out.


Okay, so those were my thoughts. Please remember that I respect that you are the writer of this. As such, I know that it’s important for you to do what YOU feel is right for this story. These are only my opinions as a reader so feel free to think I’m off my rocker! *Smile*

I look forward to visiting your port and reading your other work. I really enjoyed this one.

Keep at it,
Eye
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Review of Days 12 and 13  Open in new Window.
Rated: ASR | (4.0)
Hello again! I have been reading your new additions and wanted to review for you. I am truly enjoying reading this. I know I’ve said it before, but I like how you’ve presented this in a journal format from one of the survivors. Because it’s a journal, I will not review based on grammar, editing etc. I think journals are above those rules so to speak. I would like to comment on my thoughts, as a reader, as I read this new addition. I hope it will give you insight on how your writing and ideas are coming across. Please keep in mind that although I may have differences in opinions, I completely respect what you’ve done here as a writer. This is your story – not mine. I am only giving my comments out of a sincere hope that what I have to say is helpful. If you don’t agree, or have your own reasons for writing this a certain way --- then cool!

I’m also trying to be more organized with my reviewing. As you may notice, this format is a little different from how I’ve reviewed you in the past. Please let me know if this format is helpful and make any suggestions on how I can improve as a reviewer!

So, without further delay…



>> I find it amazing that it doesn’t bother me that I do not know the exact date other than Day 12. Doesn’t seem as important anymore. I think daylight savings time was soon…so I am wondering if it is already 7 am…this I find disconcerting. I want to know what time it is, but I don’t really care about the date. Have to find a calendar today. I didn’t believe this. I would have found it more believable for her to be estimating time than to lose track of what the date was. I mean – September 11th is forever etched in our memories. These people would not only know the date but, I think at least, be very meticulous about it. She knows it’s been 12 days…she’s counted that…but doesn’t remember what the date was when it happened…to me it wasn’t believable.


>> This makes me wonder if what I write is becoming an issue. Are my opinions suddenly a problem? I’m thinking back to my last entry and I wasn’t particularly thrilled with the way things are going here, but it was an honest accounting of things. One more worry. I liked this. I thought it was very realistic that people would be disturbed at how they are represented in her journal. Especially if they were starting to be underhanded etc. in order to establish control. I’ve already read the rest of your postings for this, and the only little glitch that I see is that these people never come to her after they’ve read her journal and try to convince her of their “rightness”. It seems human nature. Even on Survivor, when you see one person establishing control and others upset about it – you generally see the person in charge going around camp lobbying people about how they are right about the need to have someone in charge and what they’re doing is in the best interest of the group. This part of your story goes from 0-60 in five seconds flat. I see you just lightly touching on the development of a power struggle and then BAM! These people are exiled. Of course, as I stated above, I realize this is written as a journal and as such she may not have time to write during really turbulent times

>> We didn’t get much sleep last night. Steve’s leg is not doing well and he was in a lot of pain. Doc gave him some pain medication, but then I heard him talking to John about wasting meds and it makes me wonder. Steve kept talking all night long and most of it didn’t make any sense. I think we heard most of his presentation tho. Wonder if he would have gotten the job? The comment about hearing his whole presentation – wonderful!!! I love little details like this. Little seemingly inconsequential details that really bring the story to life and propel the story along.

>> News of the past several days. I like how you put in news from outside. This is a nice detail and sets the “weird” tone that an aftermath of this sort would have --- the unreality of it.


>> York, PA—I think we heard the last transmission of a man dying from radiation poisoning. His entire family had died, but he was too sick to bury them, or even get them outside. He put them all in his bedroom so they would be together. His wife and their 4 children, including a baby born 3 days before the End. He couldn’t eat, couldn’t keep anything in his stomach, not even water. His skin was peeling. He bled easily and copiously. His last words were, “We are all dead and dying. There is no more United States. All that we have been is no more. All that we are dying for, all that died for her have died in vain…” and then nothing but static. On the one hand I really liked this part. A dying man putting his dead family all together in one bedroom. That felt real and tragic. The whole “All that we are dying for, all that dies for here have died in vain…” That didn’t FEEL real. To me, that felt more like an insertion of politics by the author. I’m not arguing politics or anything, I just generally look at dialogue especially with the expectation of reality – would someone really say that? They might – after all I’ve never been in that situation. But it felt not true to your story (the whole Canada demanding retribution – that felt true) but a dying man with his dead family in the next room talking about “dying in vain” – no that didn’t feel real. To me anyway.



>> Duncan here. I asked Sammy if I could jot down some thoughts. I am a bit concerned. Censorship seems to raising its ugly head. I know that while they (being John and Doc) seem to regard Sammy’s journal as a waste of time, they are concerned with what she is writing. I need to define for myself if this is important enough to me to speak out. (Although I feel as if I might be, simply by writing these thoughts down and thereby, making them concrete.) I think you’ve hit on something here with Duncan not only writing in the journal but stating, in writing, to himself and obviously to others since he knows other people will be reading this journal – that he feels the censorship issue is important enough to speak out. And that he must feel it’s important enough to speak out about it b/c he’s writing it down.


>> We had a mandatory church service, reigned over by “Father” Matt. Initially, I found the idea comforting and was looking forward to it, even tho I was not happy about being told I had to attend. Still, I wanted to go anyway so I didn’t worry about it. I thought this was interesting, although I was surprised you made it mandatory church service. I think you may have done that to indicate the control that John et. al. are asserting over this group of people, but I think it was unnecessary. In my opinion, and remember this is just an opinion – you are the writer and the ultimate judge of how your story should go, you didn’t need to state this. Power assertions usually work better through peer pressure than through force. Maybe she didn’t want to go but felt she had to not to stick out? Or maybe everyone goes the first time out of a sense of camaraderie and need. But then after Sammy and Duncan realize it’s just political lobbying – they have to struggle with the choice of not going to service and sticking out like sore thumbs. Dunno. I just thought that you’re not giving yourself enough credit at weaving the coming power struggle and were trying to make it too obvious.

>> We had the service in the living room. They had set up an alter using the dining room table, one of Martha’s lace table cloths (she was worried they’d get candle wax dripped on it) and her grandmother’s candle sticks with new candles. They’d moved the couch in front of the ‘altar’ and put other chairs behind it. I sat on the floor in the back, there not being enough. Bobby and Duncan carried Steve upstairs, but he was so out of it, I doubt anything registered to him. John, Doc, Lanie and Cyndy squeezed on the couch…Lilac, Donna, Martha, Brittany, and the kids sat in the chairs. There was room for more and there were chairs in the kitchen, but I didn’t feel comfortable dragging them in for some reason. I liked all of this. I liked how you position the people and how Sammy observes it. I like the detail that she does not feel comfortable dragging in another chair. She doesn’t feel comfortable asserting her own individual authority in this situation – these are the little details that illuminate the power struggle.

>> And that is when I started to listen to the ideas under the words. I caught Duncan’s eye and he nodded slightly. He was getting it too. So, it wasn’t just me. Everyone else seemed to sit spellbound. My skin started to crawl. Great stuff here!


>> My ex-father-in-law used to have a house nearby, further up the road towards Bromley. It used to have a lot of food stored in the basement. Other things too. I am thinking and wondering if it is still there. It isn’t too far away either. I was surprised she put this in her journal knowing that her journal could be taken (and was taken for a time) at any moment. I know it’s information you want the reader to have, but it was surprising to see her write it there knowing her vulnerability.


>> I was carrying a 30-30 but it didn’t have any ammo in it. John said the idea of the gun was more important. I could not have shot anyone anyway. Again this is an interesting detail. Interesting that John does not allow her to carry a gun with ammo. I liked it.


>> We basementites cooked our own food tonight. We had okra, beans and peanut butter. Nourishing I suppose, but I don’t like okra and I hate peanut butter…always have, even as a kid…when everyone else had pb &j’s, I had creamed cheese and jelly. Gosh that would taste good right now. Or a grilled cheese. Heck, a steak. I need to stop this. I’m hungry. I’m cranky. I need a hug. I want to go home. Would like to have known WHY they cooked their own food. Also, I would like to know why they still choose to stay in the basement. Especially since later she’s so happy to sleep in a bed – what was the reason why these people didn’t move upstairs – even to another part of the house?


So, I hope this was helpful. I should have time to review the rest within the next few days.

Take Care,
Eye


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