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AGE: 45
LOC: United States
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: November 21

amongst other things, i do this for a living. need help, ask.
i review when i can say something positive. if it sucks, i just ‘skip’, if its great, or has the potential to be so, im all eyes.
as an aside… in the short time ive been on this site, ive been witness to all manner of egotistical reaction.
you out there, you making multiple accounts, berating people for sport because of some hurt you feel, unjustly, about a critique…
the petty games and snipes are exactly why youre not a paid working author.
get over it already and grow the fuck up!...or put a label on your forehead that reads…”childish bitch. will whine for work”.
on a lighter note, to the more serious, determined and/or talented…rage on!
cheers to all (psycho…

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 Kutal’s translation read — Behold! For what be known of wonders majestic, this wisdom aged is herein sealed. Within the borders of the world, lands afar do a marvel in secret hold. Lengthy is the passage of the appointed to such agony of thirst until there stand forth. Six days march whence burst the rising blaze, until domains of Irax reach. That they might not harry you, pass as the hawk follows southern moon, though much obscured under mask of night, and carry on thru light o...
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  Ф The fair Rossa surpassed all the other hot, young, models dancing in the field. There was not one who could boast so pleasing a form, so mild a grace, so delicate a turn of foot. Unfortunately, Rossa knew that she was handsomely conceived and that Günter worshiped her. He wrote songs of her in the evening, as the crew mended the wounds of a day’s labor. Günter worked with his team, out near the hot springs and was regarded by all who knew him as: a brave fellow, a ...
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Sci Fi & Fantasy / manuscript bits and pieces -- 8
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♀♂ Incredulous, Salame looked at her husband with a face of granite. “Benji…? You weren’t serious…?” Wasn’t he though? “She’s telling the truth.” “We believe her…?” Salame bundled her shawl into a ball and threw it him. “Benjamin… I’m worried too, but we can’t encour…” “She’s not making it up, I promise you,” he interrupted, unwinding the knitted silk from arou...
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Sci Fi & Fantasy / manuscript bits and pieces -- 4
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Φ From a forgotten plot of space—a sink hole everlasting—the hissed words, of what dwelled therein, bubbled and bounced delightedly. “YESSS… Exsssstraordinary, indeed!” It squealed . Both, the location and the entity, were formless, soundless, hollow whispers—those which don’t so much add to the dissonance as detract. * The resident—a thing primordial—of this bottomless well, lurked around the southern pole, in the sunken strata beyo...
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Sci Fi & Fantasy / manuscript bits and pieces -- 3
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Å Meanwhile, on just ‘that’ side of reality*, another voice rang out… ‘LIGHT IS RIGHT’ ‘LONG LIVE THE RIGHTEOUS!’ ‘DON’T MISS “FRENZY IN THE FIRMAMENT”’ ‘GENOCIDE IS NEXT TO GODLINESS’ ‘ETERNITY IS A TERRIBLE THING TO WASTE’ ‘GIVE THE DEVIL HIS DUE’ ‘LIGHT IS RIGHT’ ‘LONG LIVE THE RIGHTEOUS!’   …the last syllable buzzed throughout the Land of ...
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Flash Fiction / She Wouldn't Let Go
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Journal, Diary, & Blogging / Twisted Scene in Lime Bar
as regards the style in which its written, excellent. most of the writing is even good. some things to remove. imagine youre telling the story to some guy you just met at pub... you would still need to come off as literate, no reason for bad english, but you would also be speaking a more relaxed english. Just off King St., surrounded by uber-expensive clothing shops, which an ever lessening number of people can afford these days...sits Lime Bar. Manchester’s trendy, urbanite watering hole for...
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Short Story / < / 3
hiya nice read. there is a need for more initial insight. the girls personal dialogue. this is 3rd person, but the narrator has is partial to the female. let the boys mind be spoken prior to the wrap up where his RPG char dies. being that it infers he is returning after having died, yet being a farther step back in time, to when the girl is making the second gash, then going back again to the boy's reason for now walking up the hall to her, per her assumption, "Through the hiss of the tap, sh...
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Poetry / Who are You
Sci Fi & Fantasy / Chapter 4--Horseman
Journal, Diary, & Blogging / my mind wonders
Flash Fiction / Gavin

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