Amandalinq's profile
AGE:
26
LOC: Mesa, AZ
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: January 03
LOC: Mesa, AZ
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: January 03
I love the written word. To me words are just more complicated colors. Put them together the right way and you’ll find you’ve created something as beautiful as a Ruben on canvas.
I wouldn’t consider myself to be terribly savvy on the more technical jargon that seems to go hand in hand with more serious writing, but I’m learning. Every day in small ways, I get better.
I read like no other person I’ve met. I can sit and read patiently for hours and easily finish two-three full novels in one day. I am the destroyer of books in this way. I understand the subtleties and complexities inherent in word choice, flow, rhythm and meter. I can pick up on emotional cues and characterizations that seem to escape most people. And I’m …
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Makig preparations for a trip across the sky emptying out the contents of a purse inexplicable contents pour forth gadgetry of womanhood two types of lipstick, a third tube of chapstick a compact of powder makeup no less than four hair ties 6 clipies to tame wandering strands three earings a myriad of reciepts a pen an andes mint wrapper, folded tightly around discarded gum and fifteen member cards proclaiming membership to organizations that should not require memberdom a lone piece of peppe...
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I am the blade hewn from steel. The fiery furnace of the blacksmiths forge: that was your hate and brutality. Into the heart of the flame I was plunged; had I been made of lesser stuff, out of the forge I would be so much dust. But, I am steel. Every blow, like the hammer blow upon the anvil, made me straighter made me stronger. Into the heat again and again- as sure as the sunrise, burning away impurity. Though lacking his purpose, you surely served the same end as the blacksmith, architect ...
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a lifelong tapestry of actions and dreams immortal like a kaleidoscope of variegated shapes and hues the sum of what was a life and when the body is reclaimed by the dust does that spell the end of those dreams and thoughts what answer lay beyond the grave dreams are immortal transcending time and death carry them far away and fling them aloft into the endless sky the condensed and simplified essence of your soul and should those dreams harness the winds and sail about from mind to mind thoug...
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I can’t sleep in my own bed that space meant to be a haven for dreams now only a place for haunting dead when last I slumbered here only four days ago you were here beside me and now as my eyes look upon it I spy living evidence of you proof you were just here not but a moment ago [the pillow set with an impression of your head the sheets undone, tossed back from the morning the blankets that smell like your skin] with such lingering traces of you you have to come walking through that door j...
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The Golden Pair in a crowded parking lot unconcerned with those passerby A Man TOUCHED A Woman a sighing caress and nothing more His palm to Her cheek and She turning into Him Softly spoken words an ordinary and innocent act transformed by loving affection witness feel the trespasser yet still cannot look away a touch as soft as a whisper radiating as intensely as a supernova something so simple speaking complicated volumes about Love, Passion, Intimacy A rare and beautiful sight Found in the...
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Okay, I went and cooked some dinner in between my readin of this piece and my review of it. By the time I clicked the save button, it was already too late. So now I have to rewrite it. Here's the long and short. I freaking LOVE this! Very readable, very well written, well paced. The character is fascinating. i love the weirdness of him. The strange obsession with carla's blood, the sudden segue into rage and violence. I also truly love the way you mirror, or perhaps set the stage for the dark...
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okay, my first critique (not in any way meant to offend) is that your first few verses reminded me very strongly of star wars. The dialogue is what really struck a chord with me. I think your writing style is definitely solid. You don't need any grammar fixes or other pointers. You know how to hook a reader in and how to keep them reading. I felt like your descriptions of the characters weren't intrusive, and that you input a fair amount of history and background without bogging the reader do...
very fluid, very airy. I loved the rhythm an the pace of this one. It was somehow sweet and beguiling. i read through it twice and I liked it very much. the feet with no toes, all out there and lonely by itself is a little bit distracting. I don't know. and you know, i don't know if I'm right or wrong, but it reminds me of one of my dog's toys after he's had some time with it. Feet with no toes, because they've been chewed off. Like I said before, very sweet.
Too me this little memoir is HIGHLY thought provoking, but then I guess they are probably intended to be. I know I run the risk of you asking for your money back, but I have nothing specific to say about this piece other than I was knocked off my socks by it. In your memoir I get the sense that there was a great trauma in your life and you made the best of a bad situation. I love it! I really hope you make it.
50.0% Review Quality (2 Votes)
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