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Posted August 20, 2013
This is essentially a glossary of types of stories that could be considered under the general genre or short story. It gives you an overview of what delineates each type and some historic examples. This is mostly a book of lists, most of which are repeated ad nauseam throughout.
There is not a single bit of guidance relating to short story writing. There is nothing about writing at all. This book will do 1 thing and 1 thing only for the short story writer, after you have written something it can tell you how to classify it.
If this where titled "All about Short Stories; a history and examination of the evolution of short stories", then you might have an idea what the book is about.
This book reads like a poorly structured essay answer.
WILL NOT HELP YOU WRITE SHORT STORIES!
Posted July 27, 2012
Posted July 13, 2012
Posted June 20, 2012
Chapter 3: The Hunt- "What!?" I gasp, my eyes round. "How can they end the world by freeing us?" I ask. Thor shakes his head. "See, that's what you think happened and it's not." He says gently.
Raze seems to pick up on Thor's unsureness, and helps to explain. "Pretty soon, food and shelter in here are gonna run out. The soldiers are locking up anyone who would take a stand against them. Outside, they're totally changing the world. Making storms, floods, tsunamis, wildfires, and so on. Then they'll open the gates. People will go pouring out. And when we're all out, the gates will close. And we'll be trapped in the nightmare that they made our world. I heard some soldiers talking about it. Now do you understand?" He asks, his sky blue eyes looking....kind of odd in the firelight. I nod, understanding.
"Well? Do you understand?" He asks. I nod again. He looks annoyed. "Eh-hem..." he says, irritated. Thor leans over to me and whispers "He's blind." I glance at him and mouth "oh." I turn to Raze. "I understand. I didn't know that, um..."
"That I'm blind? Yeah."
"How have you lived so long? You know, being..."
"I dunno. I can still hear and stuff."
"I think that's pretty amazing."
He blushes and looks down. I feel a little embarressed, too. Wolf claps loudly, making us jump. "So, what now?" He asks. We all look around. "How about hunting?" Hurley says. We nod in agreement. "We have extra bows and arrows, Dylan, so you can have this one." Thor says, handing me a good ole' homeade bow and arrows. We drop from the tree and head off.
After some boring walking, we found a couple big white creatures called 'deer' with huge gold antlers. Wolf hits one right in the eye. Thor manages to get one, too, but me, Hurley and Raze don't do so hot. We pull the 2 deer back and make deer steak after we skin them and put the pelts aside. I won't go into the gruesome details. We eat and hang out, then stretch out and rest. I lay awake for a while. Thor had lit a small fire in the tree base's center. He had used rocks to make sure the flames were controlled. I watch the fire, now just glowing embers, and consider what Raze had said. What if the gates open now? Or at dawn? Would we make it in the new world? Or would we all be killed by the disasters planned for us?
Posted June 14, 2012
Posted May 31, 2012
Your prologue does leave questions to deal with, whether the dialect is intentional, you do want to achieve something through the omission of apostrophes, and the colloquial touch is essential, I think so, to add to the strength of the story. It is sheer delight to read this.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted May 31, 2012
A red shecat stos on the top of a hill. The hill hae millionsof flowers dancing with the wind. A path lead up to where the she-cat was standing. "Cinder whats wrong" a black she-cat mewed. "Oh its nothing im just stargazing night" Cinder replied. "Are you thinking about the clans" Night asked worried. "How did you know" Cinder asked. "Oh it comes with beging a mother" Night mewed teasingly. Cinder did'nt turn around "its that i must stay here for my kits" Cinder mewed saddened. Cinder sighed. "I want to go but what about my kits". "Your kid might want to go but for you its diffrent stay behind my mothr always said you only dream what you can't have and never dream of what you can have" Nigt replied. "But what do i do if my kits do want to go" she asked. "I dont know Cinder but Clans cause trouble" Night replied. "What do they do" Cinder asked. Night only just stared at the stars. (I did'nt understand your thing please explain. Im not a collage person whos gonn be an author. Im just a fifth in a couple months sixth grader who plaining to b an arceoligist ps go to next result)Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.