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Kimberly Dawn
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200 words with basic manuscript formatting is about the first page of a short story (a little less in this case) and the first page of a novel. This is a game to see if you can get people to turn the page.

Don't expect spectacular things if you don't follow basic instructions. =P Following instruction is 80% of how to land an agent. (If you want one).

PLEASE PUT YOUR VIEW INTO THREADED VIEW.

How to start a new threadline At the very bottom it says "Reply" not below the physical post, but below the "Comment viewing options" and above the "About:: FAQ," etc. This way your excerpt doesn't get lost in the shuffle and the person that is getting replied to/the originator of the sub thread doesn't get confused/mad.

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1. You may not explain your story before, after or during.

2. Don't list your genre.

3. 200 words and under only--full sentences only. (First page only)

4. Please thank your critiquers and accept the results. If they are wrong--write it again and show us this is so.

5. You may link a thread to the longer example. (Please include the proper header of genre, etc. into that thread to save Dragonchilde trouble of asking you to include it into your post. =D)

6. You can repost better results, but please start a new thread line for that.

7. Please don't post under other people's threads with your beginnings. (See above)

8. Don't demand, "Where is my critique" if you haven't done one yourself. Not good at critiques? This is a good time to practice. Reciprocity is the greatest obligator in the world.

9. Don't forget to look at your post before letting people critique it--put your best foot forward. Have you formatted it for web? Are there glaring spelling or grammar errors?

Ground rules for Critiquers.
1. Critique?

2. Genre and age group?

3. Buy it or turn the page?

4. Grade? (Letter System)

With the critique--be specific. Don't be general.

For Brits, you can also give a number grade out of 100 points too. We Americans can convert it to a letter grade. Grade is optional.

Ruperts5
50129 words so far Winner!

Jahn quickly swallows the last bite of his small sandwich. “That was good...” he says with a grunt. “Too bad it’s the first and last one ‘til tomorrow.”
“Here, take the rest of mine.” I abruptly thrust my hand to him.
He stares at my food for some long seconds. “Luce, I can’t...”
“Take it! You need it more.”
Another pause, then he grabs and shoves it in his mouth, nodding once, and we both turn toward Hightown, clearly visible even at this distance, 700 or so stories above the rest of the horizon.
I strap on my pack and avoid Jahn’s eyes. “I’ll find more than enough in the District tower...more than I care to...” I mumble.
Suddenly he grabs my elbow, turning me, and he’s shaking his head, “You’ll never make it out of there, man.”
I just start nodding, and feel my face pinch up, “She’s in there...with Heiss, I’m sure...in his...outfits” I spit out bitterly.
“Luce, Sara may be in there, lookin’ high, but she’ll never be with him, and you know that”, but he lets go of my arm, looking lost.
“It’s OK man. Hey we’ll see you soon...it’s only 15 seconds to terminal velocity after we jump out of there!” I’m grinning wide now, “Heiss could never stomach it.”

Kayth
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This felt a little too abrupt, and I'm not entirely sure what's going on. Maybe add an opening parg to set the scene, then continue at a slightly slower pace so we can get to know the characters (especially their relationship with each other) before whatever happens next. There are also a few adjectives that could be cut to help it flow better.

I'm sorry to say that the second half lost me completely. Who are Heiss and Sara, whats the District tower, and what do they mean when they talk about terminal velocity?

Ruperts5
50129 words so far Winner!

Thank-you for your reply and critique--all honest feedback is welcome! I appreciate your candor.

She BElieVIEd
57633 words so far Winner!

Memory Number One

"Mommy!"
The screech sets my throat on fire, but I don't care. My mother. My own mother. She's all I have left. They can't take her. I won't let her do this. No. No.
"No." It's as if my mother is reading my thoughts. "We've talked about this, Evol." Her voice is perfectly calm, at ease, almost reassuring. "In fact, I think it's time. They'll be here any minute now."
"Mommy!" The sobs rack me, punish me for letting her do this, for allowing it to happen. "What if you're not useful?" I'm screaming through my tears now. I know how hard it is to screech and sob by this point. And I'd hate to lose my voice before our goodbyes. "What if they...they..." I can't finish the sentence. I can't think it. I can't say it. No matter how much I believe it's what will happen. The deepest, darkest imaginings in the pitts of my black life will be here, arriving at the doorstep in just minutes.
"Oh, don't worry. There'll be nothing to see. If they don't like my level of intelligence, they'll shun me away. They can't afford another death, Evol. The human race is perishing. There's not too many of us left. They need me." All meaningless sentences, which we force ourselves to believe.
"Then why can't I be out of hiding? Don't they want to know what I have to offer?"
"Not until you're eighteen. Right now you still have a chance of growing, learning, existing." My mother, with her young age, bright green eyes, and even her prematurely graying blonde hair, will be gone. All gone. Gone. Not here, there, anywhere on this earth. Not living.
Gone.
"No, Mommy! I won't let them take you! Please, please no! Hide with me! Don't risk it. Don't do it." But my pleading is in vain. If they come here, they come knowing the house is not abandoned. That's why we got the note. The note that changed everything. The note--like a warning of death. If you run, they'll make it worse. If you attempt to conceal yourself, they'll announce the amount of blood there was on you when you died to your family. But if...if you come willingly, they'll go easy on you. Make it quick. They'll keep it quiet. Your family can then pretend that you were smart enough, that they took you to go live another life a ways away. I shudder involuntarily, remembering when I was seven and my mother had explained this to me, with my father's face buried in his hands, as we huddled around the fireplace. How dead her expression got, how she started to cry, rocking me in her arms. I had been frozen with indeciscion. When your leaders did not know which way to turn, you didn't either.
So pretending is what we turn to. Let's just say they got away, believe it...
But we all know. And if you get in their way during their procedures, they'll kill you too. That's why I have to stay trapped. Hidden. Safe as it gets. But my mother?
No. They can't do this to her. We've been out here, living like animals in the woods for so long. And now they've found us. All vulnerable and open from every angle in our small clearing. And they discovered Mommy.
Old enough to take the test.

She BElieVIEd
57633 words so far Winner!

Memory Number One

"Mommy!"
The screech sets my throat on fire, but I don't care. My mother. My own mother. She's all I have left. They can't take her. I won't let her do this. No. No.
"No." It's as if my mother is reading my thoughts. "We've talked about this, Evol." Her voice is perfectly calm, at ease, almost reassuring. "In fact, I think it's time. They'll be here any minute now."
"Mommy!" The sobs rack me, punish me for letting her do this, for allowing it to happen. "What if you're not useful?" I'm screaming through my tears now. I know how hard it is to screech and sob by this point. And I'd hate to lose my voice before our goodbyes. "What if they...they..." I can't finish the sentence. I can't think it. I can't say it. No matter how much I believe it's what will happen. The deepest, darkest imaginings in the pitts of my black life will be here, arriving at the doorstep in just minutes.
"Oh, don't worry. There'll be nothing to see. If they don't like my level of intelligence, they'll shun me away. They can't afford another death, Evol. The human race is perishing. There's not too many of us left. They need me." All meaningless sentences, which we force ourselves to believe.
"Then why can't I be out of hiding? Don't they want to know what I have to offer?"
"Not until you're eighteen. Right now you still have a chance of growing, learning, existing." My mother, with her young age, bright green eyes, and even her prematurely graying blonde hair, will be gone. All gone. Gone. Not here, there, anywhere on this earth. Not living.
Gone.
"No, Mommy! I won't let them take you! Please, please no! Hide with me! Don't risk it. Don't do it." But my pleading is in vain. If they come here, they come knowing the house is not abandoned. That's why we got the note. The note that changed everything. The note--like a warning of death. If you run, they'll make it worse. If you attempt to conceal yourself, they'll announce the amount of blood there was on you when you died to your family. But if...if you come willingly, they'll go easy on you. Make it quick. They'll keep it quiet. Your family can then pretend that you were smart enough, that they took you to go live another life a ways away. I shudder involuntarily, remembering when I was seven and my mother had explained this to me, with my father's face buried in his hands, as we huddled around the fireplace. How dead her expression got, how she started to cry, rocking me in her arms. I had been frozen with indeciscion. When your leaders did not know which way to turn, you didn't either.
So pretending is what we turn to. Let's just say they got away, believe it...
But we all know. And if you get in their way during their procedures, they'll kill you too. That's why I have to stay trapped. Hidden. Safe as it gets. But my mother?
No. They can't do this to her. We've been out here, living like animals in the woods for so long. And now they've found us. All vulnerable and open from every angle in our small clearing. And they discovered Mommy.
Old enough to take the test.

IsikkahJai
50889 words so far Winner!

Grammatically: It's...wordy. While I was reading I kept getting caught on things like 'abruptly thrust' and the long run-on sentences interrupted to flow of the story. The sentence structure is very staccato so a little more finesse there would make it an easier read. Also be careful of using too many variations of 'said'. While action words like "mumble" and "spat" are great to write--LIMIT them. Give us actions through your characters, not through HOW they speak. Writing 'said, replied and retorted,' aren't bad in abundance. Just be wary that too many action words will leave a reader cold and unable to immerse themselves in the plot.

Flow: The transition between actions of the characters is too vague. It's all ACTION, no insight. Even something like: "I couldn't look at Jahn just now. I had to stay focused so I avoided his eyes and the look I know I would see in them." --would appeal the reader to your MC a little more. We want to know who he is without being told through dialogue only.

Plot: It did make me want to read more. I definitely wanna know why these guys are going to a dangerous place to rescue their (friends?) I may just buy it, depending on how the novel continues.

Overall grade: C But it had the potential to be an A with some tweaking.

Ruperts5
50129 words so far Winner!

Thank-you very much for your feedback. I especially appreciate your specific examples. This is definitely helpful for me. I'm always humbly gratified when someone takes their time and talents to give a constructive and thoughtful appraisal of my writing, which you did. You gave me honest criticism along with welcome encouragement--and that's a very nice combination. Thank-you again!

She BElieVIEd
57633 words so far Winner!

Memory Number One

"Mommy!"
The screech sets my throat on fire, but I don't care. My mother. My own mother. She's all I have left. They can't take her. I won't let her do this. No. No.
"No." It's as if my mother is reading my thoughts. "We've talked about this, Evol." Her voice is perfectly calm, at ease, almost reassuring. "In fact, I think it's time. They'll be here any minute now."
"Mommy!" The sobs rack me, punish me for letting her do this, for allowing it to happen. "What if you're not useful?" I'm screaming through my tears now. I know how hard it is to screech and sob by this point. And I'd hate to lose my voice before our goodbyes. "What if they...they..." I can't finish the sentence. I can't think it. I can't say it. No matter how much I believe it's what will happen. The deepest, darkest imaginings in the pitts of my black life will be here, arriving at the doorstep in just minutes.
"Oh, don't worry. There'll be nothing to see. If they don't like my level of intelligence, they'll shun me away. They can't afford another death, Evol. The human race is perishing. There's not too many of us left. They need me." All meaningless sentences, which we force ourselves to believe.
"Then why can't I be out of hiding? Don't they want to know what I have to offer?"
"Not until you're eighteen. Right now you still have a chance of growing, learning, existing." My mother, with her young age, bright green eyes, and even her prematurely graying blonde hair, will be gone. All gone. Gone. Not here, there, anywhere on this earth. Not living.
Gone.
"No, Mommy! I won't let them take you! Please, please no! Hide with me! Don't risk it. Don't do it." But my pleading is in vain. If they come here, they come knowing the house is not abandoned. That's why we got the note. The note that changed everything. The note--like a warning of death. If you run, they'll make it worse. If you attempt to conceal yourself, they'll announce the amount of blood there was on you when you died to your family. But if...if you come willingly, they'll go easy on you. Make it quick. They'll keep it quiet. Your family can then pretend that you were smart enough, that they took you to go live another life a ways away. I shudder involuntarily, remembering when I was seven and my mother had explained this to me, with my father's face buried in his hands, as we huddled around the fireplace. How dead her expression got, how she started to cry, rocking me in her arms. I had been frozen with indeciscion. When your leaders did not know which way to turn, you didn't either.
So pretending is what we turn to. Let's just say they got away, believe it...
But we all know. And if you get in their way during their procedures, they'll kill you too. That's why I have to stay trapped. Hidden. Safe as it gets. But my mother?
No. They can't do this to her. We've been out here, living like animals in the woods for so long. And now they've found us. All vulnerable and open from every angle in our small clearing. And they discovered Mommy.
Old enough to take the test.

mbpastrygal
50019 words so far Winner!

Hi there, THanks for putting it out there.
My initial reaction is confusion. It is a bit wordy without explaining much. I think you need a punchier first line. To have the adjectives 'good' and 'bad' in your first line, doesn't make it very strong. If it's to be his last, make him savor it, let your reader know how important it is. If it's not important, then don't make it your first line.
It think this would be in the sci fi genre?
I would like to see a revision so I have a better sense of what's going on.

mbpastrygal
50019 words so far Winner!

I don't know what happened, this was for Rupert5

She BElieVIEd
57633 words so far Winner!

Memory Number One

"Mommy!"
The screech sets my throat on fire, but I don't care. My mother. My own mother. She's all I have left. They can't take her. I won't let her do this. No. No.
"No." It's as if my mother is reading my thoughts. "We've talked about this, Evol." Her voice is perfectly calm, at ease, almost reassuring. "In fact, I think it's time. They'll be here any minute now."
"Mommy!" The sobs rack me, punish me for letting her do this, for allowing it to happen. "What if you're not useful?" I'm screaming through my tears now. I know how hard it is to screech and sob by this point. And I'd hate to lose my voice before our goodbyes. "What if they...they..." I can't finish the sentence. I can't think it. I can't say it. No matter how much I believe it's what will happen. The deepest, darkest imaginings in the pitts of my black life will be here, arriving at the doorstep in just minutes.
"Oh, don't worry. There'll be nothing to see. If they don't like my level of intelligence, they'll shun me away. They can't afford another death, Evol. The human race is perishing. There's not too many of us left. They need me." All meaningless sentences, which we force ourselves to believe.
"Then why can't I be out of hiding? Don't they want to know what I have to offer?"
"Not until you're eighteen. Right now you still have a chance of growing, learning, existing." My mother, with her young age, bright green eyes, and even her prematurely graying blonde hair, will be gone. All gone. Gone. Not here, there, anywhere on this earth. Not living.
Gone.
"No, Mommy! I won't let them take you! Please, please no! Hide with me! Don't risk it. Don't do it." But my pleading is in vain. If they come here, they come knowing the house is not abandoned. That's why we got the note. The note that changed everything. The note--like a warning of death. If you run, they'll make it worse. If you attempt to conceal yourself, they'll announce the amount of blood there was on you when you died to your family. But if...if you come willingly, they'll go easy on you. Make it quick. They'll keep it quiet. Your family can then pretend that you were smart enough, that they took you to go live another life a ways away. I shudder involuntarily, remembering when I was seven and my mother had explained this to me, with my father's face buried in his hands, as we huddled around the fireplace. How dead her expression got, how she started to cry, rocking me in her arms. I had been frozen with indeciscion. When your leaders did not know which way to turn, you didn't either.
So pretending is what we turn to. Let's just say they got away, believe it...
But we all know. And if you get in their way during their procedures, they'll kill you too. That's why I have to stay trapped. Hidden. Safe as it gets. But my mother?
No. They can't do this to her. We've been out here, living like animals in the woods for so long. And now they've found us. All vulnerable and open from every angle in our small clearing. And they discovered Mommy.
Old enough to take the test.

Yah00


1. Critique?
Confusing. I think other posters are right to say that this is VERY abrupt. I'm not too sure where this story is going (sorry!).

Seems interesting, but needs a bit of work! You're getting there. I can tell you worked hard on this so I don't want to seem rude or overly critical!

2. Genre and age group? YA, dystopia (with the District Tower bits and all!), maybe sci fi?

3. Buy it or turn the page?
Turn the page...or put it down.

4. Grade? (Letter System) C

HarleyB
27206 words so far

When he heard the whistle, the Golden Retriever immediately turned and ran to his master. Katherine knew her foster parents expected her to respond to the whistle as well, but refused to do so. She was a child, not a dog. The girl remained where she was pretending to examine the white Frisbee she was holding. Katherine, only ten years old, wore pink shorts and a white pull over shirt. She had been wearing flip-flops, but removed them when she began playing with the dog.
The man called, "Kathy!"
Katherine ignored this call, also. Her name was Katherine, and she did not like her foster family trying to shorten her name. She had told them this several times nearly every day since coming to live with them over a year ago. She turned the Frisbee over to examine the underside. The girl who had loaned her the disk had written her name with a green marker, 'Jodi A'.
Her foster mother called out rather sharply, "Katherine Josephine, come here right now."
Katherine responded by turning and jogging toward her foster family. She was about halfway across the park when something strange happened.
The park disappeared. So did all the people.

Racotol

Hi Ruperts5
What I read here kept my interest and made me want to read more, so I consider that a good sign. The dialogue is understandable and easy to follow with feelings that can be felt by the reader. Science fiction is a good genre because we can allow our imagination to go beyond what we consider possible in an earthly world. I like the feeling and the good continuity of what I read.

Ruperts5
50129 words so far Winner!

Thanks for your comments! I very much appreciate the encouraging feedback. Sorry it took so long to reply back to you...I've been 'out of the loop' for a while, but it was good to get back to here.

Ruperts5
50129 words so far Winner!

Sorry! My reply (above) jumped out of place!

Ruperts5
50129 words so far Winner!

Thanks for your comments! I very much appreciate the encouraging feedback. Sorry it took so long to reply back to you...I've been 'out of the loop' for a while, but it was good to get back to here.

She BElieVIEd
57633 words so far Winner!

Memory Number One

"Mommy!"
The screech sets my throat on fire, but I don't care. My mother. My own mother. She's all I have left. They can't take her. I won't let her do this. No. No.
"No." It's as if my mother is reading my thoughts. "We've talked about this, Evol." Her voice is perfectly calm, at ease, almost reassuring. "In fact, I think it's time. They'll be here any minute now."
"Mommy!" The sobs rack me, punish me for letting her do this, for allowing it to happen. "What if you're not useful?" I'm screaming through my tears now. I know how hard it is to screech and sob by this point. And I'd hate to lose my voice before our goodbyes. "What if they...they..." I can't finish the sentence. I can't think it. I can't say it. No matter how much I believe it's what will happen. The deepest, darkest imaginings in the pitts of my black life will be here, arriving at the doorstep in just minutes.
"Oh, don't worry. There'll be nothing to see. If they don't like my level of intelligence, they'll shun me away. They can't afford another death, Evol. The human race is perishing. There's not too many of us left. They need me." All meaningless sentences, which we force ourselves to believe.
"Then why can't I be out of hiding? Don't they want to know what I have to offer?"
"Not until you're eighteen. Right now you still have a chance of growing, learning, existing." My mother, with her young age, bright green eyes, and even her prematurely graying blonde hair, will be gone. All gone. Gone. Not here, there, anywhere on this earth. Not living.
Gone.
"No, Mommy! I won't let them take you! Please, please no! Hide with me! Don't risk it. Don't do it." But my pleading is in vain. If they come here, they come knowing the house is not abandoned. That's why we got the note. The note that changed everything. The note--like a warning of death. If you run, they'll make it worse. If you attempt to conceal yourself, they'll announce the amount of blood there was on you when you died to your family. But if...if you come willingly, they'll go easy on you. Make it quick. They'll keep it quiet. Your family can then pretend that you were smart enough, that they took you to go live another life a ways away. I shudder involuntarily, remembering when I was seven and my mother had explained this to me, with my father's face buried in his hands, as we huddled around the fireplace. How dead her expression got, how she started to cry, rocking me in her arms. I had been frozen with indeciscion. When your leaders did not know which way to turn, you didn't either.
So pretending is what we turn to. Let's just say they got away, believe it...
But we all know. And if you get in their way during their procedures, they'll kill you too. That's why I have to stay trapped. Hidden. Safe as it gets. But my mother?
No. They can't do this to her. We've been out here, living like animals in the woods for so long. And now they've found us. All vulnerable and open from every angle in our small clearing. And they discovered Mommy.
Old enough to take the test.

Angelynx
51551 words so far Winner!

OK, let me start by saying I'd certainly read more of this. I'd like to know why these people are in this predicament. The clipped, hurried tone of the passage is good for the situation, though i'm hoping the whole book isn't written this way.

Now then:
"They can't take her. I won't let her do this." I liked this because right away it shows that (a) they aren't in hiding and terrified to be found; the mother is prepared to be found and won't resist, and (b) what will happen when she's found is something that her daughter thinks she may not return from. Good terse storytelling. So is "What if you're not useful?" It's such an odd word choice at a time like this that it catches your attention, because you think automatically of totalitarian language, propaganda, "we must consider which citizens are the most useful".
Same with "They'll just shun me away." Again, you can tell this is terminology from the world of the story.

"The sobs rack me, punish me for letting her do this, for allowing it to happen." This is the kind of sentence i think a lot of us will be cropping now that we're not aiming for maximum word count. =) In a passage so tense, all you need is "The sobs punish me for allowing it to happen." (Why punish herself? does she think she should try harder to stop her mother?)
==Same with "--will be gone. All gone. Gone. Not here, there, anywhere on this earth. Not living. Gone." I think I get what you're aiming at, that her head is spinning with panic, but maybe "--will be gone. Nowhere on this earth, not living, gone." Or something like that.
==Same with "That's why we got the note. The note that changed everything. The note--like a warning of death." Really, with everything from the note you quote after this, just "That's why we got the note." is enough.

=="I'm screaming through my tears now. I know how hard it is to screech and sob by this point. And I'd hate to lose my voice before our goodbyes. " I don't think you need this at all. It's too detached and self conscious.
=="I had been frozen with indeciscion." An awfully flat word given her parents' emotional reactions. Confusion, maybe?

Typos: Pits, not pitts. Indecision, not indeciscion.

"The human race is perishing. There's not too many of us left." I know you're trying to explain to the reader, but this is something they both know too well, and I doubt it would be said this way at this time. Maybe "You know there aren't many of us left" ?
Also: so Evol ("love", I like that)'s mom is repeating something she doesn't believe when she says she'll just be shunned, not killed, if she fails? I would stress that with the focus on her rather than in Evol's voice, so that you know she's trying to comfort her daughter but knows she has no chance. Mention her tone of voice, the tension in her face or eyes. "She repeats the meaningless sentences flatly, as if forcing herself to believe them," or something like that, but build some sympathy for her. She's the one they're coming for, after all.

OK, this is the only point at which I was actually confused: "But we all know. And if you get in their way during their procedures, they'll kill you too. That's why I have to stay trapped. Hidden. Safe as it gets."
Up to here I had the impression that some sort of plague or something had reduced human intellect and the government/ruling body tested all citizens at a certain age to make sure they were of enough intelligence to be "useful". But people are becoming scarce (people, or just useful ones). Yet they'll still kill you if you prove troublesome? Is that even if you pass the test? Or maybe I have it wrong and they're testing for a specific ability, a psychic power or something, so they have to be sure you're tractable as well as gifted?

I hope this isn't harsh. I really am interested in this story and would be turning the page if it were here. Good luck, I hope I've helped.
Age group--Young adult.
Genre--SF/drama.
Buy it or turn the page--Turn the page, but might buy it later.

Angelynx
51551 words so far Winner!

(re: that last: is Evol trying to say that if she interfered with her mom's being taken, she'd be killed, and that's why she has to stay in hiding during the "procedure"? If so, the "if you" is kind of misleading. "If I get in the way" would make it more clear that the one in danger of being killed isn't necessarily the one undergoing the process.)

HarleyB
27206 words so far

That's a lot more than 200 words!

Angelynx
51551 words so far Winner!

LOL, this habit of going for maximum verbiage is hard to break. =)

She BElieVIEd
57633 words so far Winner!

Memory Number One

"Mommy!"
The screech sets my throat on fire, but I don't care. My mother. My own mother. She's all I have left. They can't take her. I won't let her do this. No. No.
"No." It's as if my mother is reading my thoughts. "We've talked about this, Evol." Her voice is perfectly calm, at ease, almost reassuring. "In fact, I think it's time. They'll be here any minute now."
"Mommy!" The sobs rack me, punish me for letting her do this, for allowing it to happen. "What if you're not useful?" I'm screaming through my tears now. I know how hard it is to screech and sob by this point. And I'd hate to lose my voice before our goodbyes. "What if they...they..." I can't finish the sentence. I can't think it. I can't say it. No matter how much I believe it's what will happen. The deepest, darkest imaginings in the pitts of my black life will be here, arriving at the doorstep in just minutes.
"Oh, don't worry. There'll be nothing to see. If they don't like my level of intelligence, they'll shun me away. They can't afford another death, Evol. The human race is perishing. There's not too many of us left. They need me." All meaningless sentences, which we force ourselves to believe.
"Then why can't I be out of hiding? Don't they want to know what I have to offer?"
"Not until you're eighteen. Right now you still have a chance of growing, learning, existing." My mother, with her young age, bright green eyes, and even her prematurely graying blonde hair, will be gone. All gone. Gone. Not here, there, anywhere on this earth. Not living.
Gone.
"No, Mommy! I won't let them take you! Please, please no! Hide with me! Don't risk it. Don't do it." But my pleading is in vain. If they come here, they come knowing the house is not abandoned. That's why we got the note. The note that changed everything. The note--like a warning of death. If you run, they'll make it worse. If you attempt to conceal yourself, they'll announce the amount of blood there was on you when you died to your family. But if...if you come willingly, they'll go easy on you. Make it quick. They'll keep it quiet. Your family can then pretend that you were smart enough, that they took you to go live another life a ways away. I shudder involuntarily, remembering when I was seven and my mother had explained this to me, with my father's face buried in his hands, as we huddled around the fireplace. How dead her expression got, how she started to cry, rocking me in her arms. I had been frozen with indeciscion. When your leaders did not know which way to turn, you didn't either.
So pretending is what we turn to. Let's just say they got away, believe it...
But we all know. And if you get in their way during their procedures, they'll kill you too. That's why I have to stay trapped. Hidden. Safe as it gets. But my mother?
No. They can't do this to her. We've been out here, living like animals in the woods for so long. And now they've found us. All vulnerable and open from every angle in our small clearing. And they discovered Mommy.
Old enough to take the test.

She BElieVIEd
57633 words so far Winner!

Memory Number One

"Mommy!"
The screech sets my throat on fire, but I don't care. My mother. My own mother. She's all I have left. They can't take her. I won't let her do this. No. No.
"No." It's as if my mother is reading my thoughts. "We've talked about this, Evol." Her voice is perfectly calm, at ease, almost reassuring. "In fact, I think it's time. They'll be here any minute now."
"Mommy!" The sobs rack me, punish me for letting her do this, for allowing it to happen. "What if you're not useful?" I'm screaming through my tears now. I know how hard it is to screech and sob by this point. And I'd hate to lose my voice before our goodbyes. "What if they...they..." I can't finish the sentence. I can't think it. I can't say it. No matter how much I believe it's what will happen. The deepest, darkest imaginings in the pitts of my black life will be here, arriving at the doorstep in just minutes.
"Oh, don't worry. There'll be nothing to see. If they don't like my level of intelligence, they'll shun me away. They can't afford another death, Evol. The human race is perishing. There's not too many of us left. They need me." All meaningless sentences, which we force ourselves to believe.
"Then why can't I be out of hiding? Don't they want to know what I have to offer?"
"Not until you're eighteen. Right now you still have a chance of growing, learning, existing." My mother, with her young age, bright green eyes, and even her prematurely graying blonde hair, will be gone. All gone. Gone. Not here, there, anywhere on this earth. Not living.
Gone.
"No, Mommy! I won't let them take you! Please, please no! Hide with me! Don't risk it. Don't do it." But my pleading is in vain. If they come here, they come knowing the house is not abandoned. That's why we got the note. The note that changed everything. The note--like a warning of death. If you run, they'll make it worse. If you attempt to conceal yourself, they'll announce the amount of blood there was on you when you died to your family. But if...if you come willingly, they'll go easy on you. Make it quick. They'll keep it quiet. Your family can then pretend that you were smart enough, that they took you to go live another life a ways away. I shudder involuntarily, remembering when I was seven and my mother had explained this to me, with my father's face buried in his hands, as we huddled around the fireplace. How dead her expression got, how she started to cry, rocking me in her arms. I had been frozen with indeciscion. When your leaders did not know which way to turn, you didn't either.
So pretending is what we turn to. Let's just say they got away, believe it...
But we all know. And if you get in their way during their procedures, they'll kill you too. That's why I have to stay trapped. Hidden. Safe as it gets. But my mother?
No. They can't do this to her. We've been out here, living like animals in the woods for so long. And now they've found us. All vulnerable and open from every angle in our small clearing. And they discovered Mommy.
Old enough to take the test.

CloudlessRayne
51027 words so far Winner!

Some stories--in fact, most of them--start at the beginning. But this one starts before that, because first, there are some things you need to know before you will be able to understand this group of events that are very real and very dangerous. It’s amazing how the average human can read a group of true events and pass them off as ‘fiction’. They believe everything so easily… everything but the truth.

This story is not a story. I am simply recording the information that has been relayed back to me. These events are very real. Now, back to my first point, to understand you must start before the beginning at the past in a world that has many similarities to ours, but also their fair share of differences.

It was a dark and stormy night. Okay, it wasn't. Actually it was a bright and sunny morning, but that simply does not do the foretelling of a disastrous day for the Dream World justice.

She BElieVIEd
57633 words so far Winner!

Memory Number One

"Mommy!"
The screech sets my throat on fire, but I don't care. My mother. My own mother. She's all I have left. They can't take her. I won't let her do this. No. No.
"No." It's as if my mother is reading my thoughts. "We've talked about this, Evol." Her voice is perfectly calm, at ease, almost reassuring. "In fact, I think it's time. They'll be here any minute now."
"Mommy!" The sobs rack me, punish me for letting her do this, for allowing it to happen. "What if you're not useful?" I'm screaming through my tears now. I know how hard it is to screech and sob by this point. And I'd hate to lose my voice before our goodbyes. "What if they...they..." I can't finish the sentence. I can't think it. I can't say it. No matter how much I believe it's what will happen. The deepest, darkest imaginings in the pitts of my black life will be here, arriving at the doorstep in just minutes.
"Oh, don't worry. There'll be nothing to see. If they don't like my level of intelligence, they'll shun me away. They can't afford another death, Evol. The human race is perishing. There's not too many of us left. They need me." All meaningless sentences, which we force ourselves to believe.
"Then why can't I be out of hiding? Don't they want to know what I have to offer?"
"Not until you're eighteen. Right now you still have a chance of growing, learning, existing." My mother, with her young age, bright green eyes, and even her prematurely graying blonde hair, will be gone. All gone. Gone. Not here, there, anywhere on this earth. Not living.
Gone.
"No, Mommy! I won't let them take you! Please, please no! Hide with me! Don't risk it. Don't do it." But my pleading is in vain. If they come here, they come knowing the house is not abandoned. That's why we got the note. The note that changed everything. The note--like a warning of death. If you run, they'll make it worse. If you attempt to conceal yourself, they'll announce the amount of blood there was on you when you died to your family. But if...if you come willingly, they'll go easy on you. Make it quick. They'll keep it quiet. Your family can then pretend that you were smart enough, that they took you to go live another life a ways away. I shudder involuntarily, remembering when I was seven and my mother had explained this to me, with my father's face buried in his hands, as we huddled around the fireplace. How dead her expression got, how she started to cry, rocking me in her arms. I had been frozen with indeciscion. When your leaders did not know which way to turn, you didn't either.
So pretending is what we turn to. Let's just say they got away, believe it...
But we all know. And if you get in their way during their procedures, they'll kill you too. That's why I have to stay trapped. Hidden. Safe as it gets. But my mother?
No. They can't do this to her. We've been out here, living like animals in the woods for so long. And now they've found us. All vulnerable and open from every angle in our small clearing. And they discovered Mommy.
Old enough to take the test.

HarleyB
27206 words so far

Did you read the instructions? You were supposed to post only the first 200 words. If you ever decide to make a submission to an agent or an editor, you'll need to abide by their guidelines.

Critique based on the first 200 words: Interesting. You've managed to capture and convey Evol's agony to the reader. This will get most readers to turn the page. That line about the human race perishing is also a good hook.

Genre and Age Group; Science Fiction, probably postapocalyptic. Age group is more difficult. If Evol is your main character, she's obviously very young. She appears to be pre-teen or younger. Middle grade maybe. However the story seems to be too intense for that level, so I'm really guessing YA.

Buy or turn the page: Turn the page. I need to know more before making a decision bout buying.

Grade based on the first 200 pages: A-
However, if I were a teacher, I'd give you an F for not following instructions.

She BElieVIEd
57633 words so far Winner!

Memory Number One

"Mommy!"
The screech sets my throat on fire, but I don't care. My mother. My own mother. She's all I have left. They can't take her. I won't let her do this. No. No.
"No." It's as if my mother is reading my thoughts. "We've talked about this, Evol." Her voice is perfectly calm, at ease, almost reassuring. "In fact, I think it's time. They'll be here any minute now."
"Mommy!" The sobs rack me, punish me for letting her do this, for allowing it to happen. "What if you're not useful?" I'm screaming through my tears now. I know how hard it is to screech and sob by this point. And I'd hate to lose my voice before our goodbyes. "What if they...they..." I can't finish the sentence. I can't think it. I can't say it. No matter how much I believe it's what will happen. The deepest, darkest imaginings in the pitts of my black life will be here, arriving at the doorstep in just minutes.
"Oh, don't worry. There'll be nothing to see. If they don't like my level of intelligence, they'll shun me away. They can't afford another death, Evol. The human race is perishing. There's not too many of us left. They need me." All meaningless sentences, which we force ourselves to believe.
"Then why can't I be out of hiding? Don't they want to know what I have to offer?"
"Not until you're eighteen. Right now you still have a chance of growing, learning, existing." My mother, with her young age, bright green eyes, and even her prematurely graying blonde hair, will be gone. All gone. Gone. Not here, there, anywhere on this earth. Not living.
Gone.
"No, Mommy! I won't let them take you! Please, please no! Hide with me! Don't risk it. Don't do it." But my pleading is in vain. If they come here, they come knowing the house is not abandoned. That's why we got the note. The note that changed everything. The note--like a warning of death. If you run, they'll make it worse. If you attempt to conceal yourself, they'll announce the amount of blood there was on you when you died to your family. But if...if you come willingly, they'll go easy on you. Make it quick. They'll keep it quiet. Your family can then pretend that you were smart enough, that they took you to go live another life a ways away. I shudder involuntarily, remembering when I was seven and my mother had explained this to me, with my father's face buried in his hands, as we huddled around the fireplace. How dead her expression got, how she started to cry, rocking me in her arms. I had been frozen with indeciscion. When your leaders did not know which way to turn, you didn't either.
So pretending is what we turn to. Let's just say they got away, believe it...
But we all know. And if you get in their way during their procedures, they'll kill you too. That's why I have to stay trapped. Hidden. Safe as it gets. But my mother?
No. They can't do this to her. We've been out here, living like animals in the woods for so long. And now they've found us. All vulnerable and open from every angle in our small clearing. And they discovered Mommy.
Old enough to take the test.

CherryCoke
35138 words so far

The old man behind the counter grinned and began to make change. Aaron did not grin back, but let the right side of his lips curl upward into a smirk. The man slid the coins beneath the window glass and readied the train ticket. Tapping his knuckles lightly on the counter, Aaron fought his impatience. But the man seemed in no hurry, despite the growing line.
“I remember,” the old man began and Aaron steadied himself for words of no wisdom. “I remember when I was your age. Decided I'd travel the world. And look at me now! Same place where I started!”
He heaved a raspy laugh and held the ticket between two fingers. If there were no barrier Aaron would have snatched it away and left without a thank you. But as it were, he'd play along. Cocking his head to the side, he broadened his smirk and tried to seem interested.
It must have been convincing because the old man continued.
“Youth fades. And it fades fast. You go to bed with a face like that Roman, Adonis, and you wake up looking like an overgrown babe.”
“Adonis was a Greek,” Aaron said.

Tex2S
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On an arid plain under a blistering bright sky, something dressed in the manner of an Ara-Naure woman walked east towards the sun, carrying a fur-swaddled infant.

And swearing at it.

“Can’t you be STILL, you nasty little parasite,” she said over its tireless screams. “I’m thirsty as well, but you don’t see me having fits over it, do you?”

The plume of black smoke behind them was by this point nothing more than a wisp on the western horizon, and of the river ahead there was no evidence at all. In the heat of the day, nothing else moved on that whole windless scrub-dotted expanse but one idle sand viper, its tongue flicking in tandem with the darting of the caretaker’s hollow black eyes as she clutched her disagreeable prize.

Then she felt the front of her deerskin dress feebly accosted by a tiny hand, and looked down in loathsome surprise. “What? Do you think there is anything there for you? Here, if it will shut you up, have your udder…”

And she pushed her false black-silk hair out of the child’s reach, put the tip of one gaunt brown finger to its mouth, and relished a few moments of desperately-suckling silence before it turned its face away and shrieked with fresh, frustrated outrage.

Tex2S
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Dang it, I screwed this up. I didn't mean to - I got my view on Nested, but I looked and looked and couldn't see any "Comment Viewing Options" or "About: FAQ" to orient myself with, not even when I did a Ctrl+F to look for them. Well, slap my wrist and delete my post. I will try again when I have a better understanding of things.

CountryGirl13
1100 words so far

The Titanic: ingenuity, man's finest work channeled into one ship, pride of the century displayed for the world. The wealthiest, the upper class, fought for the well- furnished rooms, blissfully unaware of the coming tragedy.
Mr. and Mrs. O'Hara, young, newlywed, excited for their honeymoon on the ship, hoped this honeymoon would be a strong foundation for their marriage. What better place to fall in love than the H.M.S. Titanic
Mrs. Jane O'Hara hoped their love would be as the rivets on the ship, the small things holding their marriage together, for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health.

shockvaluecola
73485 words so far Winner!

The first time Joy Stratford saw Alex Bonheur, he distracted her. She saw him, looked again, and had time to see him smirk before a fist smashed into her face. She grunted and fell back against the chain link keeping her in, shaking her head. There was a rising bruise on her leg that throbbed, her hands and feet hurt from abuse and her jaw ached from biting down hard on the mouth guard. Still, she wrapped her fingers around the chain link to anchor herself and brought a foot up, shoving the other woman hard in the stomach.

Joy was inside a cage, fighting another girl, in a dank little hole in the wall with concrete floors and rotgut for sale at the bar. It was humid and warm and dark, only broken by the bright, harsh light above the fight cage. There was a door into the back nearby, where girls changed into yoga pants and sports bras or what the fuck ever they wore to fight. Joy was in basketball shorts and a red tank top, her long hair falling out of its ponytail. The bosses were always pushing for something skimpier, show off the abs they knew she had under there, but the chances of that were exactly zero.

creatorx2
50201 words so far Winner!

PREPARE TO BE SAD AND I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE :(((

"...before a fist smashed into her face."
^ This is drawing focus away from the main character and seems to remove me from her perspective. Also it's clear that it's his fist, so it would be better, i.m.o., to use 'his' instead of 'a' if you insist on keeping this phrase.
(wait, further looks show that it's not his fist after-all. This is really confusing. Find a way to convey this more easily. Confusion is not really what you want right off the bat.)

"She grunted and fell back against the chain link keeping her in, shaking her head."
^ implies that shaking her head, and grunting, and falling against a fence, are all related to one another. They are not.

"...her jaw ached from biting down hard on the mouth guard."
^ You've got a lot of action in this first paragraph, and I'm assuming that the sudden violence is your hook. Using violence like this isn't the most effective way of drawing people in, however, because it has come to be expected. Plus, in my humble opinion, it isn't the violence itself that people like, it's the stakes and connections between the fighters, where every blow, and every block, and every drop of blood spilled, raises the tension to the point where you're not even sure if the character you have come to love and respect, over the journeys you have been brought along on and the time that you have devoted to understanding their inner workings, will even make it out alive. That's how you draw people in with violence. It's not just watching people get hurt. That's what YouTube is for.

"Still, she..."
^ informal. Messy. Seems like how someone would describe it in speech rather than literature, which would be fine but the tone is not consistent with the rest of the piece.

"Joy was inside a cage, fighting another girl..."
^ Why did you wait until the second paragraph to establish this?

"...or what the fuck ever..."
^ absolutely unnecessary. You just lost a significant portion of your demographic right there, and I don't actually see what kind of purpose that the word fuck serves that would make up for this.

"...basketball shorts and a red tank top, her long hair falling out of its ponytail."
^ I'm not sure that 'falling out of' is really an accurate way of describing this. Also, her clothing and hairstyle can definitely be related through a sentence like this but in this case there are two distincts points you're trying to get across (she's wearing a 'relatively' conservative outfit for what she's doing, and she has done up her hair to keep it out of her eyes while still being proud of its length), which aren't really digestible when stuck together like this.

"...the chances of that were exactly zero."
^ zero.... chickens? zero boxes of kleenex? zero fractions? zero zeroes?
You probably are going for zero percent, or alternatively something along the lines of 0/10.
You could get away with saying 'nil' instead, though it's a personal preference and I'm not sure if that's any more accurate.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand I believe that's it.
I am really, really, really, really harsh. Oops.
I apologize profusely. I didn't really focus on any of the good stuff.
There was definitely good stuff.

GOOD STUFF
The premise of the fights is interesting. You should most definitely start out with a description of the cage match because that is legitimately interesting and I wish that you talked more about this than the other stuff.
You'll notice I glimpsed little bits of characterization out of your general sentences. The characterization is there, you just have to bring it out, and I am confident that you should be able to do so because you seem to have a clear personality for your character in your mind. Just expand on that. Not all at once though; that's a recipe for disaster. Get a nice even ratio of characterization to punching women in the face. Right now your ratio is leaning heavily towards the women-punching so you have room for some exposition.
What is a rotgut? Wait, that's not really a good stuff thing. Eh.
The name "Joy" is a very nice touch, especially with the contrast of her line of work/hobby, or whatever this is. Joy brings pain to others. Stratford is cool too, sort of going with the theme that this is all a big show for the benefit of the audience, but I'm not sure whether you're aware of the connection to the Elizabethan theatre town or not. I will assume you are.

Alright, I'm done. :)

inuitmonster
51207 words so far Winner!

creatorx2 wrote:
"...or what the fuck ever..."
^ absolutely unnecessary. You just lost a significant portion of your demographic right there, and I don't actually see what kind of purpose that the word fuck serves that would make up for this.


I don't know, if you can't have gratuitous swearing in a book about women fighting in a cage then when can you have it? I think the swearing suggests a certain devil-may-care attitude here.

creatorx2
50201 words so far Winner!

IN MY OPINION.

Obviously in my opinion.

Although I was mostly annoyed with the insincerity of the fuck. It seemed to me like it was slapped on for the purpose of its own existence, and its placement in the text is kind of awkward and annoying. Even if it was another word in there, my advice would still have been to take it out.

BillyxRansom
120671 words so far Winner!

^This.

shockvaluecola
73485 words so far Winner!

Yeah I think if an f-bomb on the first page is gonna lose my readers, they should probably stay lost because we're getting a lot darker and a lot more vulgar than that, lol. The purpose it serves is to establish that Joy is the kind of belligerent, think-with-your-fists person who pushes away irrelevant things with unnecessary force. And if I'd posted 400 words (which is what the first page of an actual novel would be, not a double-spaced, start halfway down the page manuscript format) I think the ratio of punching to characterization would even out. I did take your advice and clean up a few sentences, especially managing to make that one spot sound more like thought than speech (which was a good catch and I thank you, haha). Rotgut is generally accepted as a term for really low-quality alcohol, which I feel comfortable assuming most of my audience knows.

A lot of thought did go into both of the protagonists' names, haha. "Stratford" is meant to be a Taming Of The Shrew reference, a kind of allusion/foreshadowing that Joy is gonna start out belligerent and emotionally unavailable, and eventually defrost a little. And Joy was just deliciously ironic for someone so bitchy and angry (originally she was Mercy, but there's already books with a werewolf protagonist named Mercy). And then Alex's surname means "good luck" and sounds like boner.

I appreciate you taking the time to read, but I think most readers will get through at least the first page without pausing every sentence to ask questions about it (or I hope so because people who ask questions that will be answered in two pages irritate me and can stay the hell away from my book), so I feel like a few of your criticisms are things most people would blow right by and see explained before they had time to ask these questions, if that makes sense. I don't know, I guess the point of this was to talk through my reasoning to make sure I feel right in how I reacted to the various bits of advice, lol. I'll probably rewrite a little more and repost.

Lorata
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1.) Don't explain anything! That's right there in the rules. Either we get it or we don't. ;)

2.) Not to be contrary, but the POINT of this critique is to ask detailed questions about tiny things -- that's why it's 200 words, not 5 pages. Obviously in reading the whole book we're not going to pause on every little thing, but this is for making that ONE PAGE the best it can possibly be, and that's what the critiquers are trying to do here. If you don't like it, you thank the reviewer, and you move on. :P

Kimberly Dawn
50019 words so far Winner!

It's the first page... 'cause the chapter heading will take up space for the usual 50 words extra. Which means, it's your first page--or the thing that agents will comb through and make your heart bleed on the floor for.

Average page is 250 words.

And I personally know that being quiet is really, really tough. I've caught myself a few times this year having to kick myself for reverting back to when I used to not stay quiet and was annoying as anything.

So yes! It is tough, but if you develop the skill when you do get published, you won't develop airs and alienate your readership.

mollyyymo
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1. It's clearly a fight scene, but it seems to move along a bit slowly. Short sentences tend to work a bit better in fights, just simple action/reaction. There's a bit of passive voice that I find distracting ("There was a... bruise... that throbbed")

I like "what the fuck ever they wore to fight." I think it gives us a good idea of what Joy is like. She just doesn't give a fuck! It's a small detail but it's good character development.

"It was humid and warm and dark, only broken by the bright, harsh light above the fight cage."
This is another troublesome passage I think. We need to know what was "broken by the bright, harsh light." We don't know what "it" is really. The air was humid and warm and dark? The atmosphere? Also, "broken by" strikes me as awkward - passive vee!

But beyond those issues, I'm really just nitpicking... I like this, and I would definitely read more.

2. I have no idea what this genre might be, but I could dig it. Not everything needs an established genre. It's clear that it's not for a young audience.

3. At the very least turn the page. But I probably wouldn't buy it because it's a bit too verbose for sexy-cage-fighting. Because really, what lures me in is why are these sexy ladies kicking each other's butts with this creepy dude watching? I'd like to see it get to the point.

4. C+, but it could easily be a B+ with some careful editing and revising. And with re-writing, possibly an A. Well done!

inuitmonster
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Women in a cage fighting... it doesn't get any better than this.

Because I am a bit slow it was only in the second paragraphy that I registered that this was about cage fighting, but I don't think that is a problem for the book.

ZeroDraftingGenius
50706 words so far Winner!

1. Critique?
The writing's a tad rough, but it's Nano, so that doesn't bother me. Tightening up sentences/action, etc. can come during the edit. (As others have mentioned, shorter, tougher phrasing in the opening paragraph would help to sell the physicality of the scene, and some of the description is a bit muddled. It's still as good as I'd expect any writing to be during this sort of fly-fast-no-edit process.)

What l love, love, love about this excerpt is the sense that you really know your characters and have plans for them — and you know how to make it accessible to a reader. I realize instantly that Joy is the FMC and Alex is a potential love interest, but also that there will be plenty of friction and tension. The second paragraph is rich with setting and characterization. I like a limited 3rd person point of view, and statements like "what the fuck ever they wore to fight" and "the chances of that were exactly zero" tell me a lot about Joy without the awkward "Joy thought to herself" kind of statements that can so easily crop up, especially during nano, lol. (Of course, the POV could deliberately shift throughout the story, with focus moving from one character to another, so that we get to learn more about Alex and other characters from the inside.)

2. Genre and age group?
Mainstream, maybe thriller, adult.

3. Buy it or turn the page?
Definitely turn the page on this draft. The finished book could be a buy.

4. Grade? (Letter System)
A- with potential for an A+.

cheyinka
57900 words so far Winner!

1. My first thought is that the beginning of the second paragraph feels really jarring - the first feels really immediate and the second really detached. It's almost like there was a POV change - like going from the helmet cam of a race car driver to going to a camera focused on an announcer, if that makes sense? (Also, it sounds like the concrete floors can be purchased at the bar, but that's just me being nitpicky.)

2. For genre I'd say mainstream ("airport fiction"?), I guess, unless it turns out her bosses are aliens or vampires (or Mr. Bonheur is an alien or vampire) or something like that :D

3. The shift in feel from first paragraph to second would be enough for me to set it back on the shelf at a bookstore, unless I caught a glimpse of something interesting further down the page, but if someone'd bought it for me I'd keep reading at least a little longer. (Unless the back cover led me to expect some kind of twist, like her bosses being aliens or Joy being ninety years old... but I don't read a lot of mainstream fiction.)

RuthieD
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1. Critique- The language didn't flow for me. I had to re-read several sentences to understand what you were trying to say. I like your imagery. The sentence "Joy was inside a cage, fiting another girl..." seems choppy and almost insulting to the reader. I like that you go on to just paint the picture. I think that is a better approach.

2. Genre and age group- ?

3. Buy it or turn the page- Not my taste, but I think it is enough to make me want to know more about the characters.

4. Grade? B with a potential for an A if the flow is fixed.

Ramblejack
50096 words so far Winner!

1. Critique: As a person who watches MMA, I think the first couple of sentences set the tone very nicely! I picked up right away that she was in some sort of cage match. This is the first, rough draft so there will be a lot of rewriting for all of us, but you caught my interest right away.

"The first time Joy Stratford saw Alex Bonheur, he distracted her. She saw him, looked again, and had time to see him smirk before a fist smashed into her face."

A great opening, and as others said, maybe just a bit of shortening of the sentences will make the action pop even more ... for example -

"The first time Joy saw Alex, she had just enough time to see him smirk before someone's fist smashed into her face."

(This may not be the way you want to introduce them, but just as an example of tightening up the prose. It's your story and you know how you want to tell it.)

The jump to the second paragraph slowed me down quite a bit. I was hoping for more action, since you set it up nicely, but you sort of take me out of the story by describing the setting rather than having Alex living through it. I expected she wants to throw her opponent into the jukebox on the far wall of the bar to make a point. Or maybe (since you're describing her frustration with racy clothes) she makes fun of the opponent's skimpy costume in her head as she dances around the ring? Or she smells the aftershave mixed with cigar smoke. Hears her opponent's breath.
Get in close and personal- this fight is the most important thing to Joy right now, so I had a hard time believing she would be thinking about the locker room. Cage fighters are a pretty focused lot.

Swearing, even coarse words, don't really bother me if it's in the context of the character. This doesn't seem gratuitous to me.

2. Genre: Maybe YA or mainstream pulp. Could go either way, depending on how you write it.

3. Buy or turn the page? As someone else said, it's still a rough draft, but I'd probably keep going a while longer to see how the first scene settles out. Still exciting? Then I'd buy it. It's what I do for any novel that grabs me with the first few lines.

4. Grade? First paragraph is solid. A-. Second paragraph is a bit slow for my taste, so B.

Thanks for sharing!

creatorx2
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The first thing that the Host does is run the little biographical clips of each of the contestants. There are twelve of them, between the ages of 16 and 18, excluding the ages of 16 and 18. What he is trying to say there is that they are all at varying stages of 17 years old. He made sure that none of them would have a birthday during the runtime of the first season of his show. The Host likes the age 17, though he doesn’t know quite why, because he is between the ages of 11 and 13. Some people may find it strange that a 12-year-old is the mastermind behind a huge multi-million-dollar corporation that runs for the sole purpose of holding a reality TV show entitled "Explosions Explosions Death-Weapon Big-Brother House Rip-Off"... but we don’t like those people.

That there, that huge stupid title, is of course still a working title because the show has not yet begun airing yet. Also, the house part is kind of inaccurate seeing as it’s a big facility.

Airdate is tomorrow. The Host needs to review the Editor’s job of the biographies which is the first thing that popped into his head during this train of thought, before he got heavily side-tracked with internal exposition.

kay.mindless
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1. Critique?

I can see the attempt at humor, tongue in cheek type thing... but it falls short. It reads as childish and not the good way that the narrator is 12.

To be honest, the second and third sentence would have had me putting the book down without reading any farther. As a reader, I like reading slowly and I like to take things in, but I do not like when I have to go "Wait, what?"

I can see where it could be interesting, but with this I would pass it up. =(

2. Genre and age group? YA I'm hoping with humor?

3. Buy it or turn the page? Neither =(

4. Grade? (Letter System) C

streamergurl
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1. Critique? Way too wordy. Now that NaNo is over, you don't need two sentences to say that you have twelve 17-year-old contestants. Ditto with the age of the host and the name of the show.

2. Genre and age group: Teen comedy?

3. Buy it or turn the page? Neither, sorry. Still needs more work.

4. Grade? I think it's a solid B+.

JessRobyn
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I think I'm qualififed to critique thsi one as it seems to be for a YA audience and I am a YA.

1. It's quite confusing to be honest. You keep repeating things in a rather odd way that isn't very appealing. I like the way you refer to your character simply as 'The Host', but as he is a twelve year old mastermind he would NOT have such a long and weird name for the show. That is the sort of name a unintelligent eight year old would come up with, not a twelve year old who is clever enough to be running his own show. Also, I'm not sure how 'The Host' would get the money for a multi-million dollar corporation unless he is a very spoilt child, in which case he would be more likely to have tantrums than use his brains, blackmails his rich parents, in which case he would be more evil, or is a criminal. If he was a criminal he would definitely be more evil.

In short, the idea seems alright but it needs a total rewrite.

2. YA I presume, but I can't work out what genre it is. It's not funny, scary, action packed or, well, anything really.

3. Neither

4. Probably a C

shockvaluecola
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I agree with most of the above comments. The idea I found slightly intriguing, but the prose made me say "no thanks." I also haven't read Hunger Games (nor do I mean to) but the concept on the surface seems similar, only it's a modern reality show and not dystopian future. The prose is also awfully thick for YA. Books for younger audiences should have simpler, clearer language, not the opposite.

Harlow
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I feel like this repeats itself needlessly. It's confusing and incoherent. It's unnecessary to say that The Host likes 17-year-olds three times. You don't do this age thing once - you do it twice. I felt myself reading it and shouting "Out with it!" at my computer screen.

It feels like a conversational style, but I'm noticing the problem of telling, versus showing. While this may be the intent of your novel, it doesn't read very well at all.

This has got to be completely rewritten so that it's much more coherent. In terms of comedy, this has a promising start, and I'm not willing to write it off or see it written off because it could very well get funnier and more coherent as the fiction goes on.

Grade? C- (70/100)
Buy it or turn the page: Neither.
Genre: YA, Comedy

Setari
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1. Critique?
-I really like the first sentance. It's nicely informative and sets the scene incredibly well just in that small opening, while also making me wonder exactly who this 'Host' person is. But after that, I've got to agree with other critiquers, that the next two sentances are a bit 'WTF?'. You only need one or the other. The second sentance specifying "between the ages of 16 and 18" would work if you are trying to show the Host to be a little bizarre in his thinking. However, if this isn't the edge you want to go for, it would be best to just leave it at "twelve contestants, all of whom were seventeen" or something similar.
-I also like the last part of that paragraph "...but we don't like those people." However, I think, in order for it to have the impact is deserves (because it's an exellent little piece of humorous childishness that really drills it in that the Host is twelve), I think you need to make that sentence a little shorter. I got distracted by the description and name of the show, and when that nice little line came along, it confused me. I had to go back and reread the beginning of that sentence to remind myself what was being talked about.

2. Genre and age group?
-I've never been very good with these things. I did immediately think of 'The Hunger Games' and 'Artemis Fowl' as I was reading it, so I suppose it's for Teens/Young Adults?

3. Buy it or turn the page?
-I'd probably turn the page, but I doubt I'd buy it.

4. Grade?
64/100

Hannah_S
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unlike the others who have critiqued so far I actually quite liked the whole age thing, but mostly because it reminded me of another writer- Robert Rankin. It seems like the sort of thing that he would write, though it felt a little bit clunky.

I liked that it did sound so childish and odd, though the working title for the show... I think if it didn't have the double use of 'Explosions' it would have sounded a little better in my head.

I do feel very much like this is rather like a Robert Rankin thing, and so I probably would keep reading it, also because it sounds a little like Battle Royale at the same time.

Work needs to be done to help it to sound a little smoother; it's just a bit clunky as I'm reading, but maybe you want it to sound that way for the age of the boy.

So... yes, I'd turn the page
Grade... uh... C at the moment, possibly a B if smoother... I don't know. Can't grade snippets!

mollyyymo
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From the first page... would you turn to page two?


“I've done it this time.”

This was the only rational thought that ran through Helen Watkins' head as she sat in the back of a car, on her way to God-knows-where. Although she could feel the warmth of two bodies on either side of her own, Helen had not yet seen their faces. She dared not open her eyes. She was nauseous, and she was sure that she would be sick along the way at the sight of the cloth that she knew would inevitably obscure her view.

Helen was a Private in the Woman's Army Corps. Joining the WAC was the obvious choice for a single woman of her station; the military offered a salary, life insurance, and an opportunity to give thanks to the country that had provided her such a grand opportunity. She had come a long way; from West Virginia, all the way to Paris, and now, having boarded the wrong train on her day away from the city, and having disembarked at some wretched, occupied place, she was on her way to God-knows-where.

She worked in communications, linking one telephone line to another, plugging in and pulling out the right connections. Helen kept to herself. She rarely spread gossip, she rarely even spoke to her fellow countrywomen.

But now, she was destined for “God-knows-where.”

Lori Ramsey
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In my opinion, very good use of grammar, though I'm not a grammar geek. It reads well, nice and descriptive.

Is this a mystery? It has the initial makings of one.

I would turn the page and probably want to read a bit more before determining if I actually bought.

I give this a B+.

kay.mindless
52607 words so far Winner!

1. Critique?

I'd suggest some different wording for "God-Knows-Where" unless there is some meaning behind it that's not apparent with this little snipit.

Also, I'd move her communications job paragraph, because what makes me want to change the page is to know how this army woman has been caught/captured/held hostage. This is more than likely just a personal thing and people may disagree, but I want to be tied in a little more with the idea she may be a kick butt soldier before finding out she's introverted and works on the phone lines.

Anyways, all in all, I like it.

2. Genre and age group? I'm going to throw a wild guess and say it is something in the past (I don't know communication, do they still plug and unplug connections these days?) So maybe action/mystery?

3. Buy it or turn the page? Turn the page

4. Grade? (Letter System) B

intrikate
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1. Critique?

The first two sentences got my attention.

For me some of the wording is awkward. For example, I had to read this sentence - "She was nauseous, and she was sure that she would be sick along the way at the sight of the cloth that she knew would inevitably obscure her view." - three times before realizing you were saying the cloth covering her head was nasty and she was going to be sick when she saw how bad it was. That slowed me down.

You use the phrase "God-knows-where" three times in the first two hundred words. That's a lot, regardless of whether the phrase is significant.

2. Genre and age group? I'm guessing action or mystery for adults.

3. Buy it or turn the page? I'd turn the page.

4. Grade? (Letter System) B

Liza.M
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I like this. Particularly the first paragraph. For the second and third I would've prefered for all that information to be weaved into the story, it doesn't have to be there from the beginning in my opinion. Or you could've interrupted that paragraph of info with another glimpse of her surroundings.
For the second godknowswhere, I would've cut the "she was on her way" and just said straight "at some wretched, occupied place god knows where." That of course, would mean some changing of the sentence grammar (no "having done so and so") but I think it would make it flow a little better.
I really think the repetition of god knows where is something you should keep, its the repetition of "on her way" meaning the same as "destined for" that takes away it's power. Your last sentence could be: now it was just god knows where.
Well, that is just my opinion. Maybe god knows where is a particular place, or perhaps god did know where... I'm not a native english speaker so maybe it sounds different to me.

I would definately turn the page, likely buy it. It sounds like my kind of book. Historical. Makes me think of occupied wwII europe.
It needs a little polishing but so do all of our stories, don't they? Just place the god knows where in a position in the paragraphs or sentence where it shines the most, and it will be powerful.

Lady Riss
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1. Critique: I think describing her career seems awkward here. It needs more of a transition. Maybe talk about seeing other army people on the train and connecting to them. Then talk about her being in WAC.

I enjoyed this sentence: "She worked in communications, linking one telephone line to another, plugging in and pulling out the right connections." I bet you could write more about that. I mean, if Helen plugged in the wrong lines, I'd bet a lot of mayhem would ensue. However, the sentence after doesn't really flow well. Make a better connection. Maybe say "...right connects. Her work focused on bringing the right people together, and yet, Helen kept to herself."

I agree with the rest, there is a lot of "God-knows-where."

2: Genre and Age Group: I'm going historical fiction with a hint of romance. I don't feel like Helen's in danger, just sort of angry at herself for going on the wrong train. Also, I don't think they still do communications like that (PS: My Gigi was one of those in her youth :) )

3: Turn the page?: I would! But I'm a sucker for historical fiction with female leads.

4: Grade (letter): A-

mollyyymo
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Thanks all. :)
Great feedback, I'll definitely take it with me as I edit.

Lori Ramsey
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"Miss? Miss? Can you come here?" called a little voice beyond the partially opened door.

Sunny refused to hear it though. She kept her eyes on the wax and pushed the mop, but her hands were now feeling extremely hot and uncomfortable. She tried to ignore it, but couldn't.

"Please. Miss? Can you come in here for just a second?" the little girl asked. Sunny looked up and couldn't avoid her penetrating stare. She smiled, and pulled the dead plugs from her ears, and carefully set the mop against the wall. She gingerly stepped over the rope.

"Um, Hon, do you need a nurse?" Sunny asked, hoping the girl would say yes.

"No, please, come in. I want to talk to you."

Sunny reluctantly stepped into the room. The lighting was dim, the walls had the same murals on them, to help give the appearance of hope. But it was a hospital room nonetheless. A lamp was lit near the bed, and subdued lighting above the bed head board. The girl looked so tiny and frail. Her eyes were sunken into her head, dark circles underneath. Her honey brown hair was growing out in tuffs, like she had been through the rigors of radiation or chemotherapy.

kay.mindless
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1. Critique?

I like it and don't really have anything bad to say about it. It's clear and concise.

2. Genre and age group? No clue =(

3. Buy it or turn the page? Yes, I would

4. Grade? (Letter System) B

JessRobyn
50169 words so far Winner!

1. I like it. The idea is good and the first page is certainly intriguing. However, I wouldn't say 'Sunny refused to hear it' followed by 'She tried to ignore it, but couldn't.' That almost seems contradictory. Also, the people you I've seen undergoing chemotherapy (unfortunately I've already seen quite a few) don't have their hair growing in 'tufts'. At first their hair thins, then it starts to fall out from the back. That's the point where the boys wear caps and girls grow their hair over it to hide tha bald patch. Then it falls out from the top and they become bald. There are never really 'tufts', just thinner patches of hair.

2. I'm not entirely sure about genre. It could trun out to be almost anything. The age group is probably, I would guess, adults, but I'm a YA and I would read it as well.

3. Not sure. I would definitely turn the page but I don't know if I would buy it.

4. Probably a high B or low A.

Gibush
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1. Critique

It's written well, except for a couple of things. "Sunny refused to hear it though" needs a comma between it and though, but you probably still have editing to do so that doesn't really matter, or have anything to do with the plot. As the others said, the "tried to ignore it/couldn't avoid" part is awkward. Also, this strikes me as weird: "Please. Miss?" Shouldn't it be "Please - Miss?" or "Please, Miss?"
Apologies if I'm just making a fool of myself. The actual writing is very well done, better than most I've seen on this site, and it compels someone to read on.

2. Genre and age group? Suspense or perhaps mystery. Hard to say.

3. Buy it or turn the page? Yes.

4. Grade? (Letter System) How many pluses can I put? B++ or, if I can't do that, then A--, or if I can't do that, A- will have to do.

shockvaluecola
73485 words so far Winner!

I like it a lot, although for some reason I get a sense that something bad is about to happy to the nurse. Never trust a creepy child who wants you to come into the room! I don't have any real crit though and would probably turn a few more pages to see if it's my kind of story.

Lady Riss
50110 words so far Winner!

1. Critique: I just don't like the name "Sunny." Sorry!

2. Genre: I feel like it has potential to either be a YA or horror/suspence.

3. Buy or turn the page: I'd turn the page. Then maybe buy if I liked it more.

4. Grade (Letter System): B+

Lilbirdy
52111 words so far Winner!

I liked it and would definitely turn the page to read more, if it continued to be this well written, I would buy it. My only problem was "Sunny refused to hear it though". She did hear it, but she was pretending that she didn't. So maybe "Sunny refused to acknowledge..."

Setari
59740 words so far Winner!

1. Critique?
-Very nice opening, I liked it a lot. The opening of the second paragraph straight after such an apparently innocent question immediately makes the tension rise, and makes me already wanting to learn more.
-At first, I found myself wondering if she was in an orphanage or a boarding school or some such, and the moment I learned it was a hospital, I felt the beginnings of nervous anticipation (though that may just be a personal reaction). If this is some sort of thriller, or of a slightly darker gerne, this definately works.
-The description of the girl at the end, after all that's been said and done before, immediately brings in the wondering of whether this girl is as ominous as she seems, or just an unfortunate little girl with cancer or somesuch. If this is what you're going for, it definately works, but if you only want one or the other, then you might want to shuffle stuff about.

2. Genre and age group?
-Definately looking to be an older age groupe, Older Teen/Young Adult, I'd guess.

3. Buy it or turn the page?
Definately turn the page, but I probably wouldn't buy it. (Just a personal preferance. Thrillers, particularly ones with any hospital/doctor/medical themes creep me the hell out, so I try to avoid them.)

4. Grade?
9/10

nerrdygrrl15
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It doesn't take much effort to be abandoned by your parents and left to a children's home, but when your parents could conceivably dwell somewhere on the rings of Saturn, in the sky cities of Pluto, or even under the Blood Moon caves of Mercury, it's hard to understand why they'd drop you off in a cornfield not far off from Topeka, Kansas. There is nothing worse than the sudden, sharp realization you gain the moment you realize that, no, you do not have a mother and father and will likely not be able to find them for many years. This realization is made even worse when you subsequently realize that, because you are unfortunately not even human, it is unlikely that you will ever find your parents at all, what with the enormity of the planetary system that our microcosm of the universe is found in.

Unfortunately for a particularly un-terrestrial 15 year old girl, these thoughts are quickly replaced by the moaning and groaning of a star-bus, which, from the sky, rapidly approaches the launch pad where she and her peers are situated. Mundane thoughts begin to cloud her brain once again, a swarm of Saturnian diamond flies stinging her into submission, and, by definition, a conformity usually reserved for the human members of her tour group.

minty88
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1. I can tell from this excerpt that you're a really creative author, because you've come up with so many settings that sound really cool and interesting.

However, to be really honest, right now this excerpt seems to be one despair after another, and it doesn't make me feel for the character. The first 200 words should be what really catch the reader's attention, but this kind of wallowy description didn't do it for me. The first impression I get of the character is that she feels sorry for herself, which doesn't make me like her or empathize with her. Instead, I find it hard not to judge her. I'm trying to find a nicer way to put this, but she feels whiney.

Now, if you want to make her whiney, that's GREAT, and a fantastic character flaw, and if you wrote these descriptions with that implication instead of trying to genuinely make us feel badly for her, I think it'd be much more interesting and kind of hilarious. As it stands now, though, I find her boring.

Suddenly in the second paragraph, though, we get what feels like a dramatic shift in tone with words like "moaning and growning," "rapidly," and "stinging." That makes me think that something far more exciting is going on than the bus arriving. If you were trying to get that exciting tone, I think you should just have something genuinely exciting happen! The way it's currently written is confusing, though, because you're being overly descriptive. Some of the sentences, especially the final one, are difficult to understand as written and I had to read them several times.

So, in general, if I were you I'd do this: either make the character less self-pitying or acknowledge somehow (implicitly) that she's whiney. Use less description and more action, at least at this early stage in the novel. Once we're more immersed in your setting and characters, these kinds of long descriptions will engage us more, because we're invested in the novel. In the first 200 words, though, your job is just to get our attention and start that investment process!

2. Sci-Fi, YA

3. As it stands, I would neither buy this nor continue reading. But I bet you can change that!

4. Right now, I'd have to give this a C. I really like the creativity that I can see in this setting, but I want to see more of that and less lengthy description.

nerrdygrrl15
50100 words so far Winner!

Thanks for the critique! I see what you mean by the wallow-y description, Unfortunately, the VERY next paragraph pretty much turns it all around with her realizing that she's being depressing and trying to take her mind off of things. I'll try and reorganize my writing a little.

nerrdygrrl15
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Sorry, can't edit. Would you be interested in me Nanomailing you the next few paragraphs? It would be helpful for me.

minty88
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Sure! Send them my way via NaNoMail! :)

James203
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1. Critique? You write very wordy sentences. Not a bad thing, but "Mundane thoughts begin to cloud her brain once again, a swarm of Saturnian diamond flies stinging her into submission, and, by definition, a conformity usually reserved for the human members of her tour group," is a little bit of a mouthful. Other than that, I personally like it.

2. Genre and age group? Science fiction or satire, young adult to adult based on word choice

3. Buy it or turn the page? Definitely turn the page. But I would have to read s bit more to buy it.

4. Grade? (Letter System) I would say a solid A- to a B.

cheyinka
57900 words so far Winner!

1. I like it! I think it'd feel better in past tense, though; the first paragraph works in present, because it feels like I'm sitting down with the narrator and being told about something that happened to the narrator, but the second paragraph doesn't have that feel anymore, and the first doesn't seem like it'd have to lose the chattiness if it were in past tense.

2. SF, probably young-adult SF but I could see it as straight SF.

3. I'd definitely keep reading! Whether I bought it or not would depend on whether the writing continued to seem awkward - but if a story really sucks me in I'll ignore a lot of awkwardness.

Lady Riss
50110 words so far Winner!

1. Critique: I'm really put off by the use of the word "you." I think it'd be great if you just took that out, make the sentences a bit more choppy maybe--in a hook sort of way. Not a bad writing kind of way.

2. Genre/Age Range: Sci-Fi, YA

3. Buy or Turn the Page: Neither. I really hate the use of the word "you." Sorry!

4. Grade: Solid B.

Liz10
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1. My main critique is that it sounds a lot like Superman, only from a girl's perspective. The fact that she is relatively the same age as Clark Kent from the first season of Smallville doesn't help matters, nor does the fact that she was left in a cornfield in Topeka, which also reminds me of Superman/Smallville.

I agree with Minty88's assessment of the last line. It makes no sense at all. However, I don't think that the main character sounds whiny.

2. YA Fantasy

3. Neither. I am not really into YA, although I have read every Harry Potter book.

4. B+

Lilbirdy
52111 words so far Winner!

I liked it! I know some of the reviewers are saying that the character sounds whiny, but so what? If I were dumped off at 15 in a strange place, I would be whiny too! I think it would be a normal response. I would certainly turn the page and read more.

writerwithasword
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(I know this is a little late to the party but I saw something that set off my inner editor; and he's been waiting to be unleashed).

Critique:

The major thing I caught: the cornfield not far off from Topeka, Kansas. I live and have driven near and through Topeka. The region in the northeast corner usually isn't farming country; it's cattle. Oh yes, we do have farms in that corner but they're mostly around smaller cities: Manhattan, Emporia, Riley, Wamego, Salina. I've only ever seen ranches and cattle land near Topeka. Not farms. Not fields of wheat, corn, various other crops. For me, reading that disconnected me from the story. Instead of immersing myself, I thought "Corn? Near Topeka? Have they ever even been there?"

I'm not saying that a cornfield DOESN'T exist near Topeka; I'm saying that it's far more likely to land in the midst of a ranch.

Your readers, if they live in that area, will nitpick this every time. Especially if you use a real city. Know your readers, know the land.

That said, I do like the set up you've given. Breaking up the sentences into smaller ones or at least including semi-colons to help make the sentences manageable would make it even better. The second paragraph confuses me quite a bit. I have no idea what exactly is going on, other than a bus arriving. I'm not sure if I should care or not about a 15 year old alien, aside from the sympathy evoked by the abandonment story. The sentences are a bit convoluted, especially: "Unfortunately for a particularly un-terrestrial 15 year old girl, these thoughts are quickly replaced by the moaning and groaning of a star-bus, which, from the sky, rapidly approaches the launch pad where she and her peers are situated." Again, restructuring or breaking it into smaller sentences would help clarify.

Genre and age group:
Sci-Fi, Young Adult.

Buy or continue:
Not really. I usually don't have time to really sit and read when I visit bookstores so if a book doesn't grab my attention and hold onto it in the first page, I likely will set it back on the shelf and not give it a second thought. The sentence structure also puts me off quite a bit and tells me that reading it would be a challenge.

Grade: C. Lots of potential. Lots of good thought behind it. Needs more research and clearer sentences.

minty88
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1. Not a bad start. I like these characters, which means you're definitely doing something right! :)

I really like the little girl character, because she seems to behave like a real little girl, not a caricature (as is unfortunately seen in so many works involving children). However, I don't quite understand why Sunny doesn't come into the room. I can surmise several reasons, since most of us have been in a situation like this where we want to ignore someone we don't know (a homeless person, for example), but I would have liked to have seen just a bit more of a glimpse into why she was ignoring the little girl, even if it was only a sentence of explanation.

I also appreciate that you give us the details slowly, instead of slapping us in the face with a giant paragraph of description.

Be careful, though. There are moments when you veer dangerously close to "pity party" territory. Stories set in hospitals with children can very easily become overly sentimental, with the children characters serving no purpose for the reader other than eliciting pity. When that happens, I feel manipulated as a reader (if you've ever seen or read Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, you might know what I mean). I don't have that feeling reading this excerpt, but there are moments - specifically, the reference to murals giving appearances of "hope" and the description of the little girl's appearance - when you wax sentimental.

I believe the solution to this is to simply focus more on genuine characterization - what are the characters themselves feeling? I think staying "in their heads" will make this more engaging, because it makes the reader really understand their perspective and not simply look down upon it or pity it.

Enough of my preaching, though!

2. I'm guessing this is Drama and written for YA to Adult...

3. I probably wouldn't buy this (I'm VERY picky about which novels I spend money on), but I'd keep reading a little bit. If it were in the library, I'd probably check it out.

4. I'd give this a solid B-. It's a good start, it just needs some finesse (which I'm sure it will receive once you start editing :D)

minty88
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OH DAMMIT, I thought I'd hit "reply" to her post and not the bottom! SO SORRY about this. That was for @Lori Ramsey

Lori Ramsey
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THANK YOU! I was scanning through here and saw my name.
I wish I could tell you the Genre - you can click on my name to see that. And really, 200 words just doesn't give it justice. I'm learning though. I sincerely appreciate your critique! Very helpful indeed!

Madrynea
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‘The four rules of the Sacrifice, Naheli. Tell me.’

‘The Sacrifice must be twenty-one years of age,’ Naheli recited with her hands behind her back. ‘The Sacrifice must perform three great acts of magic. The Sacrifice must be willing, and the Sacrifice must not be grieved for.’ It always made her a little sad to think of that last part – that no one would be allowed to grieve for her.

‘Very good,’ Mistress Rhima said, looking down on her with eyes unusually dark for someone of the priesthood. ‘You may sit now.’

Naheli let herself fall on her chair which scraped across the glass floor with a screeching sound. She bit her lip and checked the floor for scratches, but her view of the ocean far below was still unmarred, and the reflection of sunlight dazzled her through the glass. She lifted her eyes to Mistress Rhima’s fat white fish that swam round and round in its bowl on the table, blindly staring back at her.

Still no second act of magic, she thought, shielding her mind from Rhima. But if I could, I’d use it to turn all this disgusting glass and white into blazing colour.

lithle
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1. Critique?
Generally, I don't like things that begin with dialogue, especially unattributed dialogue, but that's a personal preference thing. However, the short exchange between the two characters is engaging, it gives the reader information and that information is intriguing. Naheli feels young to me, much younger than twenty-one. Perhaps fifteen. She may be intended to be that young, in which case, well done. If not, it's the air of sullenness around the last two paragraphs that gave me the impression. And perhaps, also the 'school' like atmosphere of the scene.

There's a few sentences that feel a bit awkward. The last sentence of the fourth paragraph in particular felt like a break in the rhythm for me.

I generally don't like thoughts being noted as such in narrative, when a quick rewarding can remove the necessity for a tag. I feel it gives the reader too little credit. However, the note that she's shielding her mind makes this particular usage work. That said, the shift to first person even for her 'thoughts' felt unnatural to me.

Alright. So, that sounds like a heap of negativity, doesn't it? Here's the thing. I really like this excerpt. I tend to only pick at and try to improve things I enjoy. It's interesting, it introduces the premise so quickly the reader is never left floundering or wondering why they should be interested. Your dialogue works, it feels formal but that formality suits the setting. And the two characters seem to have different 'voices' which is excellent.

2. Genre and age group?
Would have to read more for an age group. The sense of youth I got from the apparent protagonist would make me think YA. Certainly feels like fantasy.

3. Buy it or turn the page?
I'd turn the page, certainly.

4. Grade? (Letter System)
B

Madrynea
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Thank you very much for your critique, Lithle, and the time and thought you put into it. I'm very glad about the things you picked up, both intended and unintended by me. It's been very helpful and I appreciate it!

Tooterfish
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1. I liked it overall! My only issue is with the final paragraph. You say "all this disgusting glass and white," but the only white thing you've described so far was the fish. Saying "all this glass and white" made me think there should be more white described, but maybe that's just me being picky. :)

2. YA fantasy?

3. Turn the page!

4. B+

Madrynea
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Thank you for your thoughts and for taking the time to read my first page. :) Good point on the 'glass and white', goes to show how blind you can become to your own writing.

JessRobyn
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1. This is great! It's intriguing and doesn't give too much away, which is important at the beginning of a story. I'm not sure how she can look down through the glass floor below to see the ocean - is she in a boat? I would expect there to be more rocking if she was. Overall though, I like it.

2. Possibly a fantasy, I'm not entirely certain. The age group could be adult or YA.

3. Definitely turn the page, possibly buy it.

4. High B or low A

Madrynea
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She is in a glass building with a glass floor. Thank you for pointing out I need to make that more obvious. :) It's so hard to tell what comes across and what doesn't. Thanks so much for your help!

sibil

1. Critique?
Excellent. The dialogue in the beginning was a great hook, and the setting was immediately set up. Now we already expect that the world is different, and we want to know: what's so different about that world? I am engaged with the world you made. Not so much with the character yet, but that's alright. This is an excellent beginning.

Now for some minor line editing suggestions.

--Naheli let herself fall on her chair which scraped across the glass floor with a screeching sound
"Let herself fall" suggests she's tired, uninterested, unwilling. Also, she's in front of Mistress Rhima, who I already have the impression of is a strict teacher, and is possibly evil. She wouldn't do that, at least not openly. If she's really unwilling inside, but she's a Sacrifice, then she's pretending to be willing. Maybe Naheli would rather sit quietly.
The entire paragraph doesn't contribute much except describe where Naheli is. I think you can shorten this and cut out the fat, unless all of the description here foreshadows something important that couldn't be included in this snippet.

2. Genre and age group?
YA.

3. Buy it or turn the page?
Turn the page.

4. Grade? A

Madrynea
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Thank you for taking the time to read my excerpt. I think your point on Naheli's behaviour is really good, I'll have to try to fix that while still expressing her feelings. You helped a lot. :)

intrikate
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1. Critique? I like it. That's not specific, but I also don't just say that a lot. The only suggestion I have has been said (about the glass and white).

2. Genre and age group? Fantasy, probably YA

3. Buy it or turn the page? yes

4. Grade? (Letter System) B+ or A

Madrynea
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Thank you very much for your thoughts and your time. :)

streamergurl
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1. Critique? The girl recitng the rules of the sacrifice, I think, will end up BEING the sacrifice. What a great way to start a story! Set out your guidelines right away.

2. Genre and age group? Fantasy. Not sure of age group.

3. Buy it or turn the page? Not sure. I might turn the page. I don't usually read magic stuff, but your snippet was interesting enough for me to stop scrolling and read the whole thing.

4. Grade? An A. Well done!

Madrynea
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She is the Sacrifice, yes. :) Thank you very much for your time and your thoughts. I appreciate it!

meg_nicholle
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I’ve known about Catchers my whole life, but they never seemed real to me until I was twelve. When I was a kid, they were no different to me than witches, or ghosts, or vampires. Just a creature to tell scary stories about. Something to give you a spook before bedtime. Unlike those other creatures, though, I was told that Catchers are real.

We were all told the characteristics of Catchers, so we’d know what to look out for. Cold skin, jagged teeth, racing heartbeat. Those things can be difficult to see so they can be tricky to find. Still, I never thought I had to worry about it.

A couple of stories surfaced throughout my childhood of people being Caught in Huntsville, the closest city of any size to our tiny Alabama town of Rosebud. Those stories still didn’t scare me. The city was so big and far away that it could have been another world entirely. I didn’t pay much attention to the lectures on how to recognize a Catcher, or how to defend yourself.

Then there was the day that I wished I had.

It was a Thursday afternoon in the dead of winter, just before dark. I was walking home from school with Brock Bennet, my best friend since birth, and we had stopped to sit by our favorite old oak tree. I remember the day as well as if it had happened yesterday, and not eight years ago.

NURBS
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1. I'm kinda torn on this one. On the one hand, I'm intrigued and want to know about this little world you've created. What are Catchers? What does it mean to be Caught? I'm getting a bit of a supernatural vibe from it which is pretty cool. I could see this being the start of a cool creepypasta, something to read in the middle of the night when it's pitch black in the room (save for the glow of your computer screen, of course) and you're afraid to turn around because you know there's a Catcher right behind you, creeping up silently, its jaws opening... and I should stop. So I like that.

On the other hand, it didn't really draw me in as much as it could have. Maybe it's because I can't really identify with the narrator yet. It jumps around in time a lot for the first page and that's a little jarring -- you talk about his (or her, it's unclear) childhood before they had an experience with Catchers, the time when they were 12 that they had the experience, and you make it clear that the narrator is telling you this story eight years after the experience when they were 12. So that's three different time periods to keep track of, all in 200 words. You also jump around a lot in general and throw out a lot of information -- you mention the name of a city, town, and state all in one sentence, you briefly describe some features of Catchers but then almost immediately move on, you talk about your mentality as a child compared to your mentality as an adult, and you introduce your best friend. It all just seems like a lot to pack in one page.

So I'm torn. It's not bad by any means, but I wouldn't say it's great. Maybe average. Sorry.

2. Genre? Sounds like YA supernatural fiction. I throw the YA in there only because the narrator is talking about when they are 12.

3. I wouldn't buy it based on this page alone. I'd turn the page to see where it goes, but I'd put it down if it didn't hook me within the next couple pages.

4. I have no idea how I would grade this, so I'll leave the rest of my critique to stand on its own.

Soverywrite
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1. Critique:
The elements are interesting. I'd like to know more about the Catchers, and what happened in Huntsville, and who gives lectures about Catchers and defense against them.

Perhaps more description about winter in Rosebud. "Dead of winter" is temporal, and gives me an approximate date. What about the weather? Was it cold, windy, warm? People act, and interact, differently in cold weather (bundled up, leaning into the wind) than in warm weather. Winter in many parts of southern states involve ice and snow. Details will help me picture that Thursday afternoon in my mind.

The presentation is one of telling, rather than showing. The POV character is telling me about their knowledge and experience, but I prefer it when a POV involves me (the reader) experiencing the events with them. The excerpt reads like a diary, but that may be your intention. I am confused about two of the points to recognize a Catcher. How can cold skin and the racing heartbeat be seen? Unless the character has some sort of supra-human power, a person would have to touch, and be in very close contact with a Catcher to notice their skin temperature and heart rate.

2. Genre and age group?
I'm not sure. A seemingly adult narrator describing something that happened when they were younger could be YA, or not.

3. Buy it or turn the page?
Sorry, but no. I am intrigued by the Catchers, but I don't feel involved with the narrator.

Soverywrite
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Oops! I forgot to mention the genre.

Since Catchers are compared to "witches, or ghosts, or vampires," except that Catchers are real, I'd say supernatural or horror.

That is a very nice touch for defining the some of the parameters of your novel's world, by the way. I immediately know that witches, ghosts, and vampires are not real in your novel.

JessRobyn
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1. I needed to read the final sentence twice to actually understand it properly. I'm not sure why, but it does seem a little confusing. Perhaps you could reword it slightly to make it easier to understand? Other than that I really like it.

2. Fantasy, possibly horror as well later on in the book. At the moment it seems YA but that could be just because the protagonist is currently 12.

3. Turn the page, possibly buy it.

4. High B

meg_nicholle
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Wow, thanks everyone! This was really helpful. You all brought up some points that I obviously hadn't considered much. I'm definitely more excited about editing now that I have some specific things to work on :)

Lilbirdy
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I liked it. I am dying to know what a Catcher is!

Setari
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1. Critique?
-The first paragraph is an excellent hook. I really like the way you've brought in the Catchers, and made them feel so ominous by comparing them to other mythical beings. I also rather like the sentence structure. It's a personal opinion, and I know some people wouldn't, but I find the slightly informal style makes it feel easy to read, and almost like reading a diary.
-After that, though, I've got to say, things go downhill for me. "I never thought I had to worry about it" and "Then there was the day I wished I had." and also "I remember the day as well as if it had happened yesterday" all feel horribly cliched. Usually, I like a bit of cliche in stories (it is cliche for a reason, after all) but this seems TOO cliche. A very stereotypical opening.

2. Genre and age group?
-That's difficult to say. I guess Teen/Young Adult? Probably Adventure.

3. Buy it or turn the page?
-I might turn the page, just to see if it got less cliched...

4. Grade?
5/10

KatieDovel
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1. Critique?
Right of the bat, the first sentence is a little wordy, The way you said, "I've known...seemed" almost sounds like a verb tense disagreement. The second issue I saw was "...vampires. Just a creature to..." I think using a comma there might make a little more grammatical sense.

Overall I liked the idea of the story, and I'd be interested to learn more about the Catchers, but the wording really threw me off.

2. Genre and age group?
Maybe YA, science fic/supernatural sort of thing?

3. Buy it or turn the page?
Maybe turn the page, probably not buy. Sorry, I'm just not into that genre too much

4. Grade? (Letter System)

C, but I think with a few fixes it can be really decent!

lithle
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Later, Alissa wouldn't be able to pinpoint the exact moment she began to lose her mind. She would blame Michigan for that. She was in the habit of blaming it for most things. Newly arrived, she was so mired in her own sense of loss that the first little glitches in reality didn't sink in. Everything was strange. Everything hurt. If the colors seemed too bright, if she kept finding herself incapable of breathing, wasn't that to be expected?

It wasn't until, halfway through breakfast one morning, her new step-sister suddenly transformed into a small blue ukulele that she realized that something really was wrong with her, and it wasn't merely the sharp air of a Michigan autumn. Unfortunately, there wasn't really anything one traditionally did upon the abrupt shift of a quasi-relative from girl to ukulele, an action so ridiculous that Alissa didn't even bother to question what she was seeing or point it out to anyone else in the room. Clearly, she'd snapped. She'd warned her mother that small towns made people crazy. And, if she'd expected it to take more than a week and a half, well, obviously she'd been too generous.

minty88
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1. I find this excerpt to be interesting, and I understand what you're trying to do by switching so quickly between different details and memories. While it does construct the perspective of someone who's going crazy, I feel that sometimes you go a little overboard with it. Because of all the sudden switching around (i.e. from saying that's she's arrived to indicating that she's lost someone or something to saying that she was incapable of breathing all in the span of two sentences), I found some portions difficult to understand and had to reread. It may be just me, because I do find myself having to do that occasionally in other novels, too, but I think you can take your time just a little more. Don't worry, we're not going anywhere!

Your best feature by far is your talent for witty, dry humor. Many authors would make this an opportunity to get overly verbose about her mental state and her thoughts, but you instead used it as an opportunity to find comedy in the nearly absurdly manic nature of this character. I really liked that.

I would just find a way to take the action a little slower. Alissa is an engaging enough character even without all the bells and whistles of so many different hallucinations. Removing a couple of them would give me more of her quirky, funny view of the world. Definitely keep the sister turning into a ukulele, though. That's hilarious.

2. The tone is clearly Comedy, and I think the level of wit and the complexity of the humor makes it suitable for adults more than for young adults or children.

3. Turn the page, definitely! Buy, maybe.

4. A-

lithle
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Thank you for taking the time to read my little excerpt. It's odd, I don't tend to think of my writing as particularly amusing, but all of you hooked in on the comedy aspect. Something to consider. If the tone of the first couple paragraphs is too light, it might give the wrong impression for the book in general.

Anyway, thank you again. It's always nice to have encouragement.

Kryztzyn
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1. Love the first paragraph, the context and the concept definitely would have me page-turning. I was engaged with the description of her mindset. My mind was turning in circles on the concept of the ukulele hallucination... wait no, she's schizophrenic... or no, her quasi-sister really is a ukelele... no, it's a massive conspiracy... or drugs? Yep, I was intrigued at the idea and I felt it was believable since the MC was questioning her own sanity and in a state of despair. Interesting start.

I wouldn't be entirely sure what to expect from the story, though, but maybe 200 words isn't quite enough for that. I think whatever the ukulele-complex turns out to be would determine whether or not the story is for me. It seems to be a heavy focus and I don't know if it should be or not.

2. Genre and age group? Of course no idea, but if I were to guess - Fantasy, YA/Teen

3. Buy it or turn the page? Turn the page!

4. Grade? (Letter System) B+

lithle
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Thank you for taking the time to comment. You've nailed the genre and age group, which feels like a good sign to me.

faithlessone
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1. I do like this. It's nicely funny, in that dry clever way. It reminds me a lot of Martin Millar (if you've read any of his stuff - if not, I'd recommend him). The style is a bit haphazard, but I think that just adds to the feeling that nothing is right and the world isn't as it seems. I like the theme of being in a new place and everything going crazy, possibly because of it. It's a genre that really appeals to me.

For any more, though, I'd have to read on. It's very hard to judge your pacing or voice from such a short extract.

2. Humor, YA, or Adult perhaps, maybe a bit of modern-day fantasy, depending on where the story goes. It's hard to tell from this.

3. I would definitely keep reading.

4. B+

lithle
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Thank you for taking the time to read or comment. I'm not familiar with Martin Millar, but I'll look him up. I agree that the style is haphazard. I think maybe that was what I intended, though I may not have used that word. I'll have to think about it.

Lady Riss
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1. I really liked it. Actually, I loved it. It reminded of a more modern "The Yellow Wallpaper." The beginning was a bit too conversational for my likes, especially since there was no conversation. I do, however, LOVE that it's in third person. Just love love love.

I hope we see more of her family though and it's just not a quick mention. I absolutely love familial ties and I feel like writings today focus more on romantic ties...

2. Dramodey. Perhaps a mix of "Girl, Interrupted" and "It's Kind of a Funny Story."

3. I'd probably buy it.

4. (Letter Grade) B+

Madrynea
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Your excerpt intrigued me, although I tend not to be interested in comical aspects. From reading your response, I saw you didn't intend for it to be comical, but the blue ukulele was hard for me to take any other way. It did make me smile, so it could still be a good thing. I think that if the story turns more serious later on, you might still be able to keep this bit, but possibly start the story in a more serious way.

The conflicts I read from this are: Alissa having moved to a place where she doesn't want to be, possible fear of going crazy with consequences to follow, a possible conflict with her mother and step-sister.

I personally don't like the 'later, she would...' things as a starting point for stories, but that's personal, of course. You have a solid voice, and your style draws me in. What I miss is a clearer sense of the character that would make me feel sympathetic towards Alissa, but I realise it's early for that. Also, I'm very much a character-person.

Over all, I'd definitely turn the page on this one.

Madrynea
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Bah, I realised that this turned out sounding a lot more negative than I intended for it to be. I'll just return it with the same comment you had for me further up: I only try to improve the things I think are worth improving. This is definitely a good excerpt that I could well imagine in a published book.

lithle
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Thank you for your extremely helpful and detailed reply. I think you're right that the whole ukulele bit is what gives the start of the story the feel of 'this will be a comedy'. I wanted an utterly absurd image and that was the first thing to jump to mind. It might change, the specific image isn't important.

I agree that Alissa doesn't give a strong enough impression in those first couple paragraphs. That's something I'm really trying to think about. On the one hand, she spends most of the first two chapters hallucinating and/or exhausted, so it's hard to get a lot of character defining moments in there. On the other hand, I need the reader's sympathy to be with her.

Anyway, I won't babble forever. Your critique was very helpful. Again, thanks.

Lilbirdy
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I would buy this. This hooked me right away.

lithle
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I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thank you, it's always nice to read a bit of encouragement.

WhatsForDinner
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1. I, too, am picking up a lot on the humor of this excerpt. The ukulele image is funny, but the last two sentences are funnier still. If you are intending a more "serious" examination of mental imbalance, the tone may be off. For my taste, though, I love the humor in it, and would hope you could carry it through, as it does draw me in. I also am someone who appreciates humor even in the serious. If you can pull it off, I like it a lot.

For me, these paragraphs create mood more than character. They do intrigue me.

The first sentence of your second paragraph is a bit rough. It makes me puzzle a bit to parse things, in a way which tends to pull me out of the story a bit. Also, it seems to shift tone a bit between these two paragraphs.

2. I can't really tell from the excerpt about genre. A more serious treatment of mental problems feels like literary fiction, but the tone is lighter. It doesn't feel like straight-up comedy, but it leans that way. With the mention of the sister, it could be YA, but I'm not sure yet.

3. Turn the page, read the back, maybe buy the book.

4. B -- Some real strengths in tone and unexpected imagery, but an unpolished sentence and a shift in tone between the two paragraphs detract a bit. Very much worth working on.

lithle
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Thank you for taking the time to read and comment. On rereading, I'm discovering the tone is more consistent than I originally thought, so perhaps, despite my not really attempting to do so, I just wrote a novel with a sense of humor among all the magic and angst.

That sentence is driving me crazy. I'll rewrite it when I start the rewrite, but you're correct. It's wretchedly awkward. Even as the author, I can't read it without stumbling.

Tooterfish
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Complete darkness.

He blinked, not sure if the darkness was caused by closed eyes. After several slow blinks, he determined that his eyes were open.

He turned his head to the left; nothing.

He turned his head to the right; pain.

He lifted a hand to the origin of the pain – his right eye. The pain was dull and he could feel no mark on his face to explain it.

A pinprick of light appeared before him, and then another, and another. Soon, an entire constellation of light had appeared, and he realized he was looking into space. The stars stood out against the ebon sky, and one of them loosed itself from its perch and streaked across the black.

He followed the shooting star with his eyes, again bothered by the pain in his right. He touched his eye, but still came away with nothing to explain the hurt there.

meg_nicholle
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Oooohhh, I see. In that case, the name thing wouldn't bother me, and actually the fact that he has amnesia would make me even more interested! The space station would definitely hook me too.

Good luck with the editing :)

meg_nicholle
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1. Over all, this did a very good job of drawing me in. Just a few picky things though:
First of all, I feel like we should have a name for this character by now. By constantly referring to the character only as "he" it makes me feel a little disconnected from the story. It would feel more personal if I knew who "he" was. Also, you have a few words that you repeat a lot, he being one of them. The other is eye. I understand that his eye is important at this moment, but maybe try some different wording, or not referring to it directly so many times.

2. I would guess maybe YA fantasy? Though it could just as easily be adult fantasy.

3. I would turn the page :)

4. B-

Tooterfish
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He's an amnesiac, so he doesn't know his name. The narrator isn't omniscient, so the reader won't know his name, either. In an upcoming chapter, he gets a temporary name, but he doesn't actually learn his real name until about halfway through the novel. In the meantime, he's relegated to being called "he," "him," or "the man."

Finding new ways to say "eye" is on my December editing to-do list. :) It's hard though. Not a whole lot of synonyms for eye, unless I want to start using medical jargon, which would sound a bit weird in my opinion.

It's actually SF! In the very next paragraph, we learn that he's standing on a space station, but it was over 200 words so I couldn't include it. >_<

Thanks for the critique! ^_^

Kimberly Dawn
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^_^ Rule reminder.

4. Please thank your critiquers and accept the results. If they are wrong--write it again and show us this is so.

Usually better form to kick butt with a better version and show the information you just said--convince us he is an amnesiac. Do not explain your piece, but show us a new version showing that this is so. I've learned that adhering to this rule has made me a better masochist writer.

JessRobyn
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1. This is pretty good. I like the use of detached, short sentences. I don't think that turning his head should cause pain in his EYE though. That just doesn't appeal to me. Looking from side to isde, yet that could cause pain. Turning the head however couldn't. It's probably just me being picky. Also, I don't think he would touch his actual eye. I certainly wouldn't touch mine, even if it was painful. I would caress around it then leave it.

2. Adult science fiction or fantasy.

3. I might turn the page, but if I was in a hurry I would leave it.

4. A solid B

intrikate
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1. Critique? Since blinking requires opening and closing the eye, it feels weird to me that he'd need several blinks to know they were open. He may be disoriented, though, I'm realizing after-the-fact.

I like the pinpoints of light becoming stars. I'm also intrigued about his situation, since his movement appears restricted and he has a clear view of black sky and stars.

2. Genre and age group? Science Fiction? I got the idea he was in space, but I suppose he could be somewhere in the country or mountains with a clear sky.

3. Buy it or turn the page? I'd turn the page

4. Grade? (Letter System) B

streamergurl
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1. Critique? Great job of setting the scene. The character is hurt, not sure where he is, and wants to know why his eye hurts.

2. Genre and age group? Sci-fi!

3. Buy it or turn the page? Turn the page, definitely.

4. Grade? An A. :)

NURBS
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I was pissed.

And rightly so, I should add. You would have been pissed too had you been in my shoes. There I was, naked, chained to a wall in a pitch-black cell. My hands were chained together and attached to a corner of the floor by three heavy iron links. I was thus unable to stand, unable to lie down, and unable to sit comfortably. I was, in a word, fucked.

But that was no reason to let my spirits get down. I mean, just because I'd been captured, beaten, all my possessions taken, and left to rot in this cell was no cause for me to lose my sunny disposition. Had I known at the time that my captors were Kanigmen I may have been a bit more worried, but right at that moment I was blissfully unaware of that little (albeit important) fact. For all I knew, my captors were Thamians, in which case I would have very little reason to be afraid.

So I held onto that possibility and tried to do my best to get some rest. The gods knew I needed it.

Kryztzyn
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1. I like the set up! You're talkin my language, I like this sort of writing and the direction the story is going. I think you struck a great balance between kicking off with an exciting moment and setting the scene. Introducting both Kanigmen and Thamians felt a little heavy-handed to me, but it seems like good information. Maybe saying just one at first and mentioning the other a few paragraphs later would make the information easier to take in. I like the overwhelming sense of down-and-out told with a stark sense of humor in it, that really marks the character. I was imagining a pretty tough guy who really takes things in stride, like Pullo in Rome. Simple adding of 'gods' to the MC's statement is nicely telling about the world too. The whole intro moves along comfortably, and I'd be reading on quite a while before making up my mind, I'm sure.

2. Genre and age group? Fantasy, Adult

3. Buy it or turn the page? Buy It!

4. Grade? (Letter System) A

faithlessone
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1. Ooh, I like!!! You've definitely set the feel/tone of the novel in very few words. I particularly like the third paragraph; it feels a little bit Neil-Gaiman-y, if you know what I mean. That sort of conversational tone even though the subject matter is strange. There is a lot of information here, but I don't feel overloaded, which is good. Your main character sounds nicely characterised, and I already want to know more about him; why he's there, what he's done, that sort of thing, so that's definitely a win in my book.

2. I'd say sci-fi, although it could easily be fantasy. Definitely adult.

3. I'd certainly turn the page and read some more, but I can't say that there's anything here that would stop me buying it.

4. A

ZeroDraftingGenius
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1. Very snappy opening! I love the energy and speed with which you jump into the story. The characterization is quite strong, and really appealing. I did find the "chained to the wall," and "chained to a corner of the floor" a bit muddled. Also, I would end the second paragraph after "that little (albeit important) fact" and give some space/room to the idea that he's WANTING to assume his captors are Thamians.

2. Fantasy, Adult.

3. Would definitely turn the page. Maybe buy after that.

4. A- now, probably A+ after you edit.

faithlessone
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Years from now, I would look back and remember that this was the day my life changed forever. The day I met him for the first time. The day they told me that my fate had been set in stone.

Lord Achilles wasn’t at all that I had imagined, if I was completely honest with myself. I knew he was a warrior, so I expected the muscles and the weapons, but my imagination had forgotten he was the son of a goddess. He was magnificent; tall, taller than Father, even, and his golden hair shone in the sun. His eyes weren’t as kind as I had hoped, but they sparkled with a charm that I hadn’t really expected, even though the slave girls told me that he was a ladies’ man, a flirt; that he was as free with his affections as he was with his weapons.

As I watched from the window with Electra and Xanthe, he arrived at my father’s palace like a conquering hero, followed by a whole entourage of soldiers, nobles and slaves; both men and women with gleaming skin and perfect hair. At the head of the group was Lord Patroclus. He was just as handsome as Achilles, if not so well-built. The slave girls had plenty to say about him; that he and Lord Achilles were more than friends, that they were lovers, even. They certainly seemed close, arriving together as they did, on a matched pair of horses at the head of their army.

sibil

1. Critique?
I like that you're starting the plot with Greek characters. It's interesting and I want to see what happens, what you've converted the world into. Best of all, there's already a movie out for this so I already have faces in my head as I think of them.

I had the feeling from the first paragraph it would be a love story. Then skipping right away to "Lord Achilles" on the second paragraph felt a little disorienting. I'm not sure why, but those two just aren't flowing well together. The first paragraph doesn't foreshadow the second one at all. I think it would do you good to remove, or just simply move, your first paragraph. Doing that makes it even better then, because that way we'll be starting with "Lord Achilles wasn't at all that I had imagined." (though "at all that I had imagined" sounds confusing. maybe rewrite that one).

This one has, as I have read someone say before, a lot of bones covered under a thick layer of fat. It's descriptive but too wordy. Nothing is happening here other than Achilles and Patroclus arriving. For example, first sentence second paragraph, you can completely delete "if I was completely honest with myself" and it wouldn't change meaning. Basically try to shorten this entire part out so we can get to the good stuff right away.

2. Genre and age group?
Fantasy? I don't really know, since these people didn't actually exist. Maybe YA is a safe choice.

3. Buy it or turn the page?
Cant' say.

4. Grade?
B

minty88
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“…I’m sorry?”

Durga stared blankly at the soldier in front of him, the shards of his broken wine glass at his feet. The soldier, despite his rather concealing armor, trembled from head to foot as though her were stark naked in front of his king. The ruler leaned in closer to his minion, waiting anxiously for any message that wasn’t the one he’d heard.

“Sire,” the soldier gasped, his breath shallow and difficult to distinguish from his speech. “I can’t…you heard…we must leave, now.” Unable to control himself, the soldier brought his gloved hands to his helmet, holding it as his head shook. “They’re coming for you. Your mother…she…”

At the mention of his mother, Durga was out of his seat and walking toward the soldier. “What’s happened to her? Where is she?”

Finally, the soldier collapsed, losing all ability to maintain his composure. “They’ve taken her,” he sobbed.

sibil

1. Critique?
I realized that it was Durga who said "I'm sorry," but the way it's written, it could have been either Durga or the soldier. "The shards of his broken wine glass at his feet" definitely sounds like it was the soldier's feet, rather than Durga's. It's all in all confusing.

It's a good hook, though. The king's territory is under siege, his mother was captured. It's most likely a medieval Europe setting, but my first impression of it was more "barbarian." Think of the Orcs or Tauren in World of Warcraft. I think, to prevent that, you could include something alluding to the medieval setting you want to place the readers' minds in.

2. Genre and age group?
Historical. Possibly 17+

3. Buy it or turn the page?
Can't say

4. Grade?
B

minty88
50899 words so far Winner!

You're right, this needs some serious editing. I think when I wrote this I didn't really have a clear enough idea in mind for the setting, but as I continued the novel, it became more solidified.

Thanks for the critique!

kay.mindless
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Sara woke up quietly to a dark room and on a soft bed; her eyes were swollen with tears and her body ached but she was refreshingly still breathing She turned in the bed and gasped as the sheets pulled and stuck to her body. Before she could move to sit up, to see what had been done, a large hand gently pressed into her stomach, pressing her back down. “You were marked, I removed it,” the rough voice said, the other hand moving to dim the lights so she could see.

She looked down and tried to hold in the gasp that rose in her throat, the sight of her marred chest and shoulders clear to see. The large hand was still gently resting on her stomach, making sure she did not move. “I’m still marked,” she mumbled quietly, voice weak as she tried to force the fear and tears back down, “just not by the guards.”

“They will not hurt you again…” he tried to justify and she tried to see his face but it was still outlined in the darkness, barely there.

“You marked me as yours.”

“No, you have the choice to refuse…”

“How can I refuse this!” She barked, now struggling, wanting to inspect how much of her flesh he had flayed away.

MrBadgerPants
114031 words so far Winner!

1. Critique?
First the good:
* The marking bit and flaying to get rid of it make me curious.
* The initial ambiguity about what was going on and whether she was being tortured, killed, or helped was enough to pull me in right off.

The less good:
* Your phrasing is awkward in several places, and you over-use adverbs. You can wake not-quietly, but quietly is the norm; it doesn't need a call-out. You can't mumble except quietly.
* You've got a bit of swiftism going on. "she barked" "he tried to justify" "she mumbled"; there's one 'said' among 6 lines of dialog. The occasional "continued", "replied', or similar I can give a pass, but the rest of them are explained either by the line itself or by the context ("voice weak" tells me she was being quiet; I don't need the "mumbled quietly")
* Dude man likes to trail off a lot. I can see "They will not hurt you again...", but you don't need ellipses after "No, you have the choice to refuse." It makes me think "no choice to refuse what? why did he complete his thought?"
* The first paragraph needs something to tell me she's hurt before she gasps at the sheets. I get, after reading more, that she's injured and the sheets hurt pulling on her open flesh, but my first impression is that they were cold or felt good or something. Even just "gasped in pain" would do it.

Overall I think the core is there for a good page; a revision pass and you'll probably have it :)

2. Genre and age group?
Fantasy

3. Buy it or turn the page?
I'm picky about fantasy but I'd keep going if I liked the jacket blurb.

4. Grade?
B

MrBadgerPants
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Whoops, left out the age group. I'd guess you're targeting adults from the wounds. I don't read YA much but I don't think flaying is common there.

Gibush
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1. Critique

"Refreshingly still breathing" sounds very weird and awkward to me. Also, after that, there's no period before "She turned", etc.
"You were marked, I removed it" sounds bad as well. I think that comma should be a period.
This could be part of the story - but why can she see after he dims the lights? Is she like an alien who can only see in the dark?
I think there should be a comma after "she tried to see his face", because it goes straight to the but. (Hehe)
I only partly agree with the other critique-person. The ellipses work, I think, when he says they won't hurt her again. It gives a bit of mystery. Maybe he killed them, and that's why they won't hurt her!
OK, I have to say something. Am I even supposed to critique grammar and punctuation on this? Because if not, I don't have much bad to say.

The good, which is more or less the whole thing besides a few little mistakes (yet unfortunately always seems to take less words to convey), is that it's instantly compelling.

2. Genre and age group? I'm thinking it could be a thriller of some sort. Perhaps Stieg Larsson-ish but with more fantasy?

3. Buy it or turn the page? Yes.

4. Grade? (Letter System) B.

Lady Riss
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1. Most people wake up breathing, so I'm guessing she thought she was dead? It's unclear and a bit awkward. And the man is sort of odd and all of the "..." aren't really needed.

2. I'd say if fantasy: Teens, if thriller: Adults.

3. I'd turn the page, but I didn't like the character yelling at the guy. I don't know why, but it just didn't seem to fit with the rest of the scene. Probably because everything else was so quiet.

4. B-

streamergurl
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1. Critique? Wow. What a way to draw people into the character's situation and pain. I already feel sorry for this girl! "Refreshingly" seemed unnecessary in your sentence about still breathing. However, that's the only mechanical thing that stuck out to me.

2. Genre and age group? Horror is the first thing that comes to mind, but I'm probably wrong. Adults are your target audience, thought.

3. Buy it or turn the page? Probably turn the page.

4. Grade? B-

MrBadgerPants
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The sewer was dark as a Dockside whore’s crotch and twice as wet; fetid air thick with a humid stink that you could taste and feel as a slick, oily film on your skin. Like to be not dissimilar from the whore’s crotch in that, come to say it. Not for the first time I considered that this plan was not a highlight of my career as New London tradesman.

“I’d like it to be clear that I’m going to write your name in the book with my own hand, Halflight,” Desperate said, his tone only half to taking a laugh. “Twice? Once in a sewer I can forgive. And, say it plain, Deadman blasting out the grate under the Academy was a sight brighter than I’d be like to credit you”

“All in a night’s craft,” I said, shuffling forward, trying to keep my balance without touching the slime-slick walls. We wore hip-high boots of waxed canvas, both, pulled over colorless pants cut loose but narrow. Black clothes are like to draw the eye at night as often as to blend in. Ain’t many a night so dark the shadows are actually ink-black; most times the best you get is a grey-brown of muddled shades.

Geolie
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1. Critique?

You pulled me in with your first line. I was interested and it made me smile a bit. I didn't understand the second sentence and had no idea what the plan mentioned in the third sentence had to do with anything - I needed more information. Needless to say, while I like the pacing and tone of your sentences, you lost me with the second paragraph.

However, I loved the first sentence of your third paragraph. I mean, really loved it. The first lines of the first and third paragraph are so well crafted, exactly the right mix of action, scene and detail that is neither too light nor so weighed down with details that I can't comfortably read and retain. They also don't have that trite, overly-dramatic feel that is so common in Nano as we all desperately try to write something interesting. Some of your other sentences are too dramatic, however, but mostly lack perspective and continuity.

The other thing is, I would like it if your narrator didn't have so much "personality." "Ain't many a night so dark the shadows are actually ink-black; most times the best you get is a grey-brown of muddled shades." That sounds more like a character talking than a more neutral narrator. I want the narrator to just give it to me straight. A little personality is okay, but I want to rely on the characters, not the narrator, to provide the texture.

2. Genre and Age Group:
Historical, 17+

3. Buy it or turn the page
Not now. But know that If the whole thing read like the two key sentences, I'd be all over it.

4. Grade
C (Please note: the grade is harsh because I sense you really write well)

sibil

It took me a while to get it too, but just so the author won't have to explain it and break the rules doing so, the second sentence means this. It's part of the, as you put it, narrator's attitude.

"Like to be not dissimilar from the whore’s crotch in that, come to say it. " ==> "Likely, it's similar with the whore's crotch in that respect."

sibil

1. Critique?
There are some phrases that confuse me. "Like to be not dissimilar from the whore’s crotch in that, come to say it." I found it hard to understand what this is trying to say. I'd also assume that this MC has some experience with a Dockside whore before, immediately marking him in my head as maybe a player, or at least a possible bad boy. Just something to watch out for, just in case it wasn't what you intended (but if you intended that, then great job).

Also, I get that Desperate and Halflight are talking about something they both understand, but I'm completely out of the loop as to what it is. It made me go, wait what? Twice what? Twice written in the book? Once was in the sewer--he wrote Halflight's name in the sewer?--okay, but where's the second? And what does Deadman have to do with them?

Just a little nitpicking, the "aint" was used far too late. By the first and second paragraphs, the speaker's tone was already established, and it didn't seem like the type of tone to use "aint." The overall tone, the way of phrasing, is uniform. I see this is a writing device you're using to characterize the MC. But it's confusing for me and it's hard to follow. Maybe I'm not part of the target audience. If so, then this is the critique of someone outside the target audience. =]

2. Genre and age group?
It feels very noir to me. Possibly 17+

3. Buy it or turn the page?
Not buy.

4. Grade?
B

MrBadgerPants
114031 words so far Winner!

Thanks! I don't think it's breaking the rules to inform the reader somewhat with "this is the sequel to a prior work".

I agree on the "ain't" and some of his other dialect; I'll tighten it up on revision :)

Geolie
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Got it. : )

Gibush
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1. Critique?
First of all, yours has been fully critiqued in an intelligent manner, so I don't suppose I'll be able to add anything. I'm only posting because I really liked the excerpt. I love that type of atmospheric, noirish prose, and I'm almost 100% sure it's fantasy, and the kind I like. Then I checked your favourite authors - and understood immediately.

I think to some, the gritty British style that almost has an accent when reading it might be too much. I like it, but I had to read slowly, picking out the nonstandard words (at least to a Canadian ear; I read a lot of British writing, but this is heavier than most). The three paragraphs do seem a bit hit and miss, for example, the part about black clothes drawing the eye was excellent, and to me the followup about the shadows not being pitch black seemed redundant - I'd already figured out WHY you said that black drew the eye as often as blended in.

2. Genre and age group? Urban fantasy, adult. Possibly even something like Joe Abercrombie or one of those recent, gritty fantasies. (The age is just based on the mention of whores. Fantasy lately has been going in a more realistic direction, in some ways.)

3. Buy it or turn the page? Turn the page. I think this question is sort of stupid, because there aren't many books I'd buy based on three paragraphs. But, unless those three paragraphs took you three years to write, I can tell you have unforced style.

4. Grade? (Letter System) A, I suppose. To do with it being confusing - there are definitely a lot of fantasy books like this that drop you in without any context, for example the Black Company books by Glen Cook don't assume you know anything, but don't tell you, either.

sibil

My house exploded. I froze, trying to understand if I was seeing things or if there really was a giant cloud of smoke coming from our house. Everyone around me stood unmoving too, stunned. Just a few seconds ago, we were setting up the decorations for the Winter Feast. I was helping setting up the streamers on the stage of the Town Square. Everything was going perfectly well.

My first thought was to run. Run to our house. Father and Jamie were in there. I had to save them, see if they were alive. I jumped off the stage and looked for my brother Gabriel. He could help me. He WOULD help me.

A second house exploded. It was Natalie’s house, on the other side of the Square from ours, which burst into flames, dark pillars of smoke emerging from it. I could hear Natalie’s shrill, terrified cry. Her family had been in there.

The Square was thrown into panic. People ran in seemingly random directions, shouting for people’s names, looking for family members. Emergency bells sounded; rescue teams deployed; militia personnel were summoned. The Church, just across the Square, opened to admit everybody in—sanctuary for when disaster hit.

MrBadgerPants
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1. Critique?
I'm not sure what's going on here. The sentence structure is rough and you abused some commas but the primary problem is one of scope. So there's this - girl? boy? I get a sense of female but I don't know why; he or she is setting up some decorations for a festival, okay. Then a house explodes? Literally explodes, or is on fire? The cloud of smoke implies fire, rather than the hail of shattered wood and tile you'd get with an actual house-explosion. Exploded is fine, though; he or she doesn't know what's going on and a little hyperbole is often better than none. I'm with you up to there, but then it goes a bit off the rails.

If her (I'm just going to use 'her') first thought was to run, why didn't she? Her dad and..brother? sister? were in the house - explosion or no: fly, girl! fly! Instead she's looking for her other brother she knows to be safe? To help her what? She hasn't even assessed the wreckage yet to know if she needs help. And why wouldn't he help? The big WOULD implies that he'd resist and she'd force him, which seems really weird with a house explosion. The kind of brother that doesn't respond to a house on fire isn't the kind of brother hanging around putting up streamers in the town square. But okay, I'm meant to wonder why he's not helping and I do, so good on you. I still think she should be running while she looks.

Boom goes another house. Fine; things are happening fast now and the town is under attack or there's a gas main going up or something. She knows it's Natalie's house, which is fine; it must be a small town if there are houses ringing the square. But she hears Natalie scream? I imagine everyone in the square would be screaming: two houses just exploded. And she knows it's because her family was inside? Why is that even necessary? I'd scream if my house exploded whether anyone was inside or not. And if she can't keep track of her own brother, how does she know what Natalie's family is up to?

And then... I don't know. She's hanging out on the square, looking for Gabriel? Helping Natalie? I don't know. People running everywhere, shouting for people, looking for people - that all takes time that she could be spending running to her own house, or what's left of it. Bells, teams, and militia take time. Someone has to go open those church doors. What's going on while all of that is happening? We went from boom-boom-action to "and then things happened for a while".

2. Genre and age group?
Can't tell. I'm going to guess fantasy because 'winter feast' and 'militia', unless this is set in colonial America. Maybe YA? I get a sense of youth along with the sense of female but I have no reason for it.

3. Buy it or turn the page?
Neither, honestly. I'm curious about the explosions and if it had carried on from paragraph 3 into Narrator doing something active I'd have turned over to page 2, but the drop out of the action into emergency response protocol lost me.

4. Grade?
D. B or A if you bring the focus in on the narrator. What's going on with her? Give me more panic, more description of what she's seeing, and more of her doing something and you can get me hooked.

sibil

Thanks for that. I completely forgot to view this as a reader who doesn't have all the info yet.
Moreover, you're right. How can she know about Natalie when she doesn't even know where Gabriel is? Silly me.
And yes she's a girl, and it's a small town.

sibil

So I kept dissecting your critique, and it's really helpful. I think you deserve a second round of thanks haha. =]

Liz10
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1. In general, I really like this excerpt, however some of the wording was a little weird to me. For example, "I was helping setting up the streamers". I think there should either be a comma between helping and setting or helping to set up the streamers. Other than that I really like it. For some reason, I have a feeling that the Church has something to do with the explosions and that the people that live in the town are in some kind of cult. Don't ask me why I feel that way--maybe it has something to do with the presence of a militia.

2. Adult Thriller

3. turn the page then possibly buy it if i like what i read.

4. A-

Geolie
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When she was a girl, she was like all girls, she felt with her heart. She was a watcher, taking in the world. She didn’t get to participate much, and, as she opened the coffee can that held the dried marigold seeds and threw them across the earth, she dreamed of the day she would escape. She knew one day she would. She knew one day it would be her turn.

But that was a different day than this, and on this day, she sits barefoot on the worn wicker chair on her patio, scuffing her hardened heels against the boards and listening to Tom Petty. She remembers the smiling girl who, hair pinned back, confidently ran into life oblivious of the wind, and how when she drove off in her convertible so many years ago, the world smiled.

“Oh yeah…all right…,” Tom sings, his angst reaching into her chest.

“Take it easy, baby…make it last all night,” he twists, making sure she feels the emptiness, the pain.

“She was….,” he finishes ruthlessly, “…an American girl.”

Hitting his mark perfectly, the flood of compromises and disappointments give way to the emotion that unexpectedly rips and heaves through her. Curling over, she clutches her hair hopelessly, without understanding, simply feeling his overwhelming crush of grief.

sibil

1. Critique?
I'm not sure what the story is about. There isn't any foreshadowing as to what exactly is the conflict and the plot. It's a very peaceful scene, and I think that's what you're going for (which is good--you achieved your goal), but peaceful scenes don't really pull me in to reading. But that's probably just a personal preference.

Okay, so I think the MC is an old woman who is reminiscing days when she was younger (took me a while... maybe things like this just take me a while to get lol), and is listening/watching a TV. Tom's song is bringing her pain. Because of the way she reacted to a song, I got the sense that she's mentally ill or something.

I think the main thing you want to do is get a hook. Right now, I just know she's in pain, but I don't know what that's about. It's probably going to be revealed in the next paragraphs, but it's important that it's served as early as possible.

2. Genre and age group?
It could be any genre right now, but I get the feeling this is romance. Age group, not sure yet either.

3. Buy it or turn the page?
I always turn the page when I buy it. But no, I don't think I'll buy it. =[

4. Grade?
B

Geolie
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It's funny, but you properly sensed everything, all the way down to her possibly being "mentally ill or something." The action gets going very shortly thereafter. Thank you very much for your honesty. : )

sibil

No problem. :) It's just not my genre or age group that will cause me not to buy it (I didn't know who Tom Petty was--I thought you made him up--and I didn't know the song you referenced). Maybe I'm too young haha.

Geolie
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Ha ha....I suspected as much. No problem. I don't understand all the fantasy stuff.

MrBadgerPants
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1. Critique?
I'm guessing that Tom Petty being sad is part of the character's, uh, character. I have an astoundingly poor acoustic and musical memory, but I don't recall American Girl being particularly heart-wrenching, so it took me out of the narrative a little more than it made me curious (though it did do the latter, to your credit).

You have some comma abuse but it's not bad. My only major grammatical gripe here is the first sentence because I am a firm believer that all sins can be forgiven if they happen sometime after the first line.
"When she was a girl, she was like all girls: she felt with her heart."
That's a great line. Don't let the commas get in its way :)

I like the imagery in the first two paragraphs. I have a clear image in my head but you don't get bogged down.

2. Genre and age group?
Drama - probably the literary kind; likely adult since kids these days don't know Tom Petty from Tom Waits.

3. Buy it or turn the page?
Not a genre I normally go in for but I'd check out page 2.

4. Grade?
B : I like the device of Tom singing to her through the old song and it bringing her down about a life lost or wasted or spent but gone; give me one sentence - just a couple of words - telling how it doesn't hit her the way it does most people. It may just be my peculiarity, but wondering if I just didn't remember American Girl properly threw me hard enough to jar the narrative.

Geolie
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Thank you for the thoughtful critique....and the colon help - not my strong suit. I'm stuck...I don't know what to do with Tom Petty. You sort of like it - it seems most don't get it. Ugh, maybe it's the "cut your darlings" thing.

Geolie
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Sorry - the above was @Mr. Badger Pants

Soverywrite
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1. Critique:
You wrote two images that are very stirring to me, throwing the marigold seeds, and sitting barefoot on a patio. Both say a lot in a very few words. I found myself wondering why she was saving marigold seeds in a coffee can. I thought of a child saving marigold seeds, and waiting for the weather to be just right. The child is someone who patiently collects flower seeds. Yet, the child is also someone who doesn't plant them carefully in the ground, but throws them to the earth. A complex character, and very nicely done. I wonder why her heels are hard. That makes me think that she doesn't often wear shoes, and I wonder why.

Other parts of the excerpt prevented me from wanting to know more about the young girl/woman. Characterizing all girls as feeling with their hearts pushes me away from getting into the story. In my experience, this is not true, and there is nothing to support why the character believes this to be true. When she reflects on her past hopes, at first she is relating about being a child, and then she describes driving off in a convertible. I'm not sure if, when she was a child, she dreamed of driving off in a car, or if that was a dream later in her young life. There isn't a clear continuity.

I did not enjoy the quotes from the Tom Petty song. I can't think of the song you are referencing, so I don't hear it playing in my head. The lyrics are too general for me to get a clear picture of how the song relates to her situation. Since the song seems to be the catalyst for expressing her angst, I'm left in the dark as to why she is so overwhelmed by grief.

2. Genre and age group?
I'm not sure about the age group. There's nothing that clearly marks the story as being adult, or YA. The genre could be anything, except for historical fiction.

3. Buy it or turn the page?
I can't say that I would buy the book. I can say that I would read one more page, because the high points of your writing are evocative, and lyrical.

Geolie
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Thank you, I appreciate it. I read the first line of your synopsis and laughed. Wow - great line. I love being surprised like that, and as you so nicely said about my writing, it said so much with so little. Brava!

Kryztzyn
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1. Alright, I have to say something because I had to come back to your excerpt. I read this soon after you posted it and I've had that song in my head ever since. "Take it easy, baby..." humming as I walked between my co-worker's office and my own... and it just hit me. I would love to read this book. This excerpt is exceptionally poignant to me. The crush of grief makes perfect and powerful sense to any woman who's ever considered she's past her prime or even has any sort of regret from the past to reflect on. I think you captured a very telling moment and I enjoyed I've been turning that song over in my head all afternoon, and I'm afraid I'll never hear it the same.

Then, I read your excerpt on your NaNo page - and it makes even more sense, really illuminated this passage further. I think the image you've created here is very original and strangely relatable. Is relatable a word? Anyways, don't get a big head, but I think it's fantastic. Thought I'd add that to your thread here.

2. Genre and age group? Literary Fiction, Adult

3. Buy it or turn the page? Buy it!

4. Grade? (Letter System) A

Geolie
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You're the best, Kryztzyn. Thank you. : )

Generaljj2000
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The flames engulfed the body, eating it slowly and deliberately. From ashes and dust come man, and to ashes and dust man must return. The fire was warm, the stench of burning flesh almost overwhelming, and Alex barely noticed.

The sun had set several hours ago, and the stars were incredibly visible over the farm. The constellations that Alex's father had shown to him all those years ago, when he was a boy, jumped out at him. There was the Great Goddess, her arms bent in prayer. There was Archerion, blood spilling from his guts. And there, brightest of all, was The Reaper, as if he knew tonight he would take again.

Alex looked down at the pyre. His father was almost gone. He sighed. He never had a great relationship with his father, but that didn't mean the two hadn't loved each other. Joseph Rolnick had spent practically every hour of every day trying to support the two, through rain, snow, and arthritis.

He took one last look at the ashes that danced along the grass, before striding purposefully back through the cornfields, his fathers large cloak flapping around his ankles.

And now he was gone.

Somewhere far off, fireworks spat into the sky. Alex snorted derisively. The body of Joseph, which had laid cold and stiff on the farmland just an hour ago was gone, and Alex had better things to do than freeze his balls off. Winter was practically over, which meant that soon enough the fields would be his to work and tend, or die.

MrBadgerPants
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1. Critique?
You have some word choices that could have come out better. I don't want to do your writing for you, but can I suggest "as if he knew that, tonight, he would reap again"? I think it would play off of the name The Reaper and would better express the idea than 'take'. There are a few other ones, though other than 'laid' in "which had laid cold and stiff" they're not actually incorrect (that one should be 'lain'); I just think you could re-work it a little to make the flow smoother.

The fire can't both engulf the body and slowly devour it. Consistency and deliberateness I can see being associated with all-consuming flame, but 'slow' implies that it's gradually working its way up the body; not turning it into a meat-torch.

The last line of the excerpt has a logical break. "soon enough the fields would be his to work and tend, or die" doesn't make sense. "or let die" would work if you mean the fields will die but if you mean he'll die if he doesn't do it then it needs changing.

I'm not sure who "And now he was gone." refers to. I assume Alex's father, but there's no establishment for the pronoun. If that's what you mean then "And now his farther was gone." would hit harder. "And now his father, Joseph, was gone." would do the job and eliminate any degree of uncertainty in the last paragraph that Joseph is his dad.

That said, I like the excerpt overall and the tone is good. The constellations establish that this isn't our world as we know it, but the other details tell me that it's similar enough. I'm interested in where we go from here and the writing is good enough that, even without the changes, I'd be willing to give it a little time to hook me further.

2. Genre and age group?
Fantasy, adult.

3. Buy it or turn the page?
Check out the next page. Probably I'd actually just go off the jacket blurb for the plot and maybe check out a page halfway through the book to see if your writing improved as you went - if it sounded good and it looked like you picked up on the way I'd buy it; I've seen far worse word choice in published works that I paid for :)

4. Grade?
C because you have a voice and it's getting caught in the words. I can see it in the last paragraph and I think you were trying too hard to go for a clear image in the first few to really let your MC's voice come out through the narrator. Make it flow and I'd give you an A.

Geolie
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1. Critique

Yours is one of the better excerpts I've read. I knew what was going on the whole time. I had enough back story and sense of scene. The best part is that you did it without weighing me down with too much information.

I didn't like that the sentences didn't flow in a soothing, artistic manner, especially in the first paragraphs. It was just a little off. I also didn't like the "From ahses and dust come man..." stuff. It isn't a new thought and isn't necessary to the story. It comes across as trying to be thoughtful but misses the mark. I have something like that in mine too that I've cringed at every time I've read it - and as much as I hate to cut it, I think it has to be done.

Also, I didn't like the reference to his balls, not because I'm against balls, mind you, but because the hard reference didn't fit what otherwise seemed to be a rather literary, and enjoyable piece of writing. I was flowing with you, happy standing with you peacefully watching your dad burn up in the fire and then suddenly you took me to inner city Bronx - I didn't want to go to Bronx right then.

2. Genre
Mainstream fiction, adult

3. Buy it or turn the page
Turn the page

4. Grade
B- (as I said to someone else above, the grade is harsh because I sense you are a good writer)

cheyinka
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1. I'm curious why Alex is thinking of the stars as "incredibly visible" - does he normally live somewhere with more light pollution, so being out on the farm makes him think of how many stars he can see? Does he expect the bonfire to be ruining his night vision more than it is? Are stars visible only part of the year? In other words, why is it unbelievable to him that the stars can be seen? I would expect someone from a low-technology setting to think of the stars as incredibly bright, or if he's been living so far away that he couldn't see the Great Goddess, Archerion, and the Reaper on normal nights, to remark on how familiar they were.

Also, with the fifth paragraph following the fourth, it sounded almost like Alex disappeared, rather than his father's body finally being completely consumed. (I'm not sure how long a pyre should take to completely consume a body, so I don't know if an hour is unrealistic or not; it feels a little short to me, but I could be entirely wrong!)

Aside from that, it works as an opening, and even those little nitpicks didn't throw me that badly. :)

2. It feels like fantasy, but I could see it as alt-history or science fiction, depending on where it goes from here.

3. I'd certainly keep reading; if I were in an airport and only had this long to browse each book, I'd probably buy it just from this much.

wampuscat
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1. I can't really add much to what the other two critiques say. At first, I thought this must be fantasy, but some small things in the language felt more modern and out of place (he never had a great relationship with his father, arthritis, balls). If it's fantasy, I might rework those things, I'm not sure. If it's dystopian, maybe those things are just fine.

I might rework some of the passive areas. The sun set, rather than the sun had set, things like that. I'd get rid of the "there was" in the constellation sentences.

I'm interested to know why the burning flesh smell wasn't overwhelming to him.

My one nit-picky thing is that I would question that a body would burn in an hour.

2. Fantasy or dystopian. I would guess a YA coming-of-age thing.

3. Turn the page.

4. B. Good voice. Good characterization so far.

KatieDovel
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1. Critique?
The first paragraph was awesome, I loved your ability to mix the dark imagery with Alex not caring about the person on fire, but it does seem at first that ALEX is burning, not his father.

Also, there was one part where it said talked about him being 'almost gone' and then he was 'gone'. Just a personal opinion, but it might be a little wordy, maybe find a different word for 'gone'? You might say something along the lines of 'He looked down at the burning mass, and finally, the body was no longer distinguishable from the wood surrounding it", just using different phrasing might do you well.

You showed in your first paragraph that you had an ability for prose, and then you end it abruptly by using the phrase 'freeze his balls off'. I can see that maybe you're trying to show Alex's discontent, but the wording is a little off.

2. Genre and age group?
YA/adult, maybe fantasy?

3. Buy it or turn the page?
Turn the page, go from there

4. Grade? (Letter System)
Maybe a high C

Lisa.Vail
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He had always wondered about his future. What he would do as a career, who he might marry, if he did indeed want to get married someday. He imagined that his father would force him into marriage with some young lady of a manor somewhere, and expect her to bear a son to inherit their estate. He doubted that he himself would ever rise to meet his father’s expectations; he was, perhaps, just a holder for the Rothschild DNA, a tool used to pass it on in hopes of creating someone worthy of being the new Lord of Mayfield Manor.
The air was clean, crisp and chilly as Merrill Rothschild left the house. It was barely 6 am, perfect time for the horses to be fed and watered. The stable was over the way; past the elaborately designed two-part manor house, and further across, leading down to the cliff on which the estate was built. The stables themselves were large – more like barns, with only a few horses in each one.

:D

FlameRaven
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Hmm. Interesting. It's a bit slow, honestly. That doesn't bother me too much, as it feels like this is taking place in a more historical, probably 1800's setting, what with the manor. Rothschild sounds very familiar, though I can't think of any specific connections.

If it is taking place in the 1800's, though, you shouldn't mention DNA, unless it's an alternate history or something. DNA as a term only came about around the 1960's. "A placeholder in the Rothschild lineage" sounds more appropriate.

Mostly, I'm not sure what the first half of the paragraph has to do with the last bit. He's wondering about his future, but then he's just wandering around the manor. What made him wonder about his future? That train of thought seems to get lost.

Also, he's not going to feed and water the horses himself, is he? There are servants for that. (Actually, 6am is probably pretty early for a Lord's heir to be up and about. They tended to sleep in b/c of all the late parties and entertainment.)

Overall-- writing is a bit clunky, not really giving me a good idea of who this guy is or what the scene is about. Not good for your opening hook.

2. Genre and age group? Historical/Literature, Adult

3. Buy it or turn the page? I would probably flip to the middle of the book to see if anything interesting happens later. So turn the page, at least.

4. Grade? (Letter System) C.

Lisa.Vail
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Thanks. Bit of a downer, but ah well.
There are actually reasons for some of those things explained later on, but I can see how from the first page it wouldn't make much sense.

Gibush
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1. Critique?
I would agree with FlameRave, to a point. That said, I also disagree on certain points. Wow, I really should have just said: I am neutral to the plights of FlameRaven. What I meant was, now that he/she mentions it, the DNA thing could be odd, but then again, we don't know yet. I thought the prose was NOT clunky, however it WAS uncluttered and easy to read, which of course isn't bad, but it doesn't "stand out". It all depends what you're going for. I would take that over Jane Austen style prose any day, however, just for ease of reading. (Maybe I'm not enough of a literature-nazi to judge that, though.)

It's a bit interesting, but also a bit not (Hah, I sure am writing well today! No turning back. On with the critique!), in the sense that there are books that need to unfold. Certainly a book should have a hook, but I don't think even the harshest critic could deny that there are many classic books that have a helluva slow introduction. So, the setting appears to be generic, but of course, it might not be. It probably isn't. That's the problem, like I was saying - we simply don't know based on the intro.

2. Genre and age group? I'm going to take a wild random crazy guess here, and say that rather than historical, it's alternate history or perhaps historical involving science fiction or fantasy. WHAT A TWIST! I'm only saying that because you said "some of those things are explained later on" hinting at... something.

3. Buy it or turn the page? Close the book, flip it over so I can see the back, read the description to get an idea of the story, then open back to page 1, then turn to page 2.

4. Grade? (Letter System) B or C, based on the intro that doesn't really tell you much or hook you, despite it being written perfectly well.

Lisa.Vail
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Thanks for the critique :)
I'll try and add more explanation and perhaps some more 'hooks' in the intro. ^^

MrBadgerPants
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1. Critique?
This is likely not what you'd like to see, but hear me out to the end of this paragraph: I found nothing outstanding about this excerpt. I started this post 3 or 4 times and kept deciding not to write it because there just wasn't anything I had to say. It was actually FlameRaven's post that told me why I cared. Now, I said hear me out, so here's this: there isn't anything outstandingly good about it, but there's absolutely nothing wrong with it, either. I mean, a couple of commas that ought to be semi-colons or periods, yeah, but better than most of the excerpts I've read in here on grammar. The word choice is fine, the intro is enough to pique the interest without being over-wrought or boring. It's fine. It's just not great.

My one suggestion in terms of wording: in paragraph two, replace 'Merrill Rothschild' with 'he'. In the first sentence, replace 'he' with 'Merrill'. We find out he's a Rothschild at the end of p1; we don't need to repeated in the next sentence. Putting a full name in the first line is cliche and awkward; using a pronoun is almost as cliche and implies a desire for ambiguity; a single name seems moderately close to perfect if you want to refer to your character in the first sentence directly and don't care if people know who he is right away.

Anyway. The reason I wrote this: @FlameRaven the Rothschilds are the wealthiest family in European history, and probably the most mysterious family in world history. Nobody really knows much of anything about them that isn't suspected by five other people to be a lie and they had more money than God. I have no idea what this story is about, but it has a Rothschild main character, so count me in for at least the length of the jacket blurb.

2. Genre and whatnot
Honestly I want it to be urban fantasy or sci-fi with the Rothschilds getting up to crazy hijinks with their mountains of money, but I have no idea. It could be YA romance for all I know.

3. Grade
B+ : Like I said, there's nothing wrong with it, but it needs a hook besides the family name. Give me a little mystery or conflict besides 'disaffected rich kid doesn't want to follow daddy's wishes'. I believe the accepted industry phrasing is, "Punch it up a little".

Lisa.Vail
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Okay, I'm gathering from all this that, while the wording only needs a few tweaks, it really needs a pull or a strong intro to get people to read, is that what people are saying? Perhaps a little more plotline showed at the start to make it more interesting?

FlameRaven
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I think that would be a good direction. What I meant mostly by my post was that I understood why it might be a bit slow in unfolding, but there still should be some kind of hint in there was to what he's doing. I like the idea of Merrill wondering about his future... I just want to know why he's wondering.

At some point (maybe not in the first page) if you don't have one already, you may want to put in an explanation about the Rothschilds for history!fail people like me who don't know about them. My history knowledge is okay, but it's also mostly American. Thus, super-weathly mysterious European families are unknown to me.

Lisa.Vail
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I think I'm going to edit the intro, but keep it as is plot-wise, and add an exciting flashback as a prologue. Think that might work?

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