Plain_Jane's profile
AGE:
32
LOC: Flowery Branch, GA
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: November 21
LOC: Flowery Branch, GA
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: November 21
I have been silenced for far to long. My writings are not alway the easiest to read. Most will bring up sorrow or pity in the reader. That is really not what I am looking for. I just want honest opinions on the way it is written and if I should continue with my stories and poems. I have had some interest in my book. people have said if I can put all my stories together in a novel they would love to print it. So please constructive critisism is always welcome! Thank you
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She stumbled over this person; he was just appeared one day out of the blue. One of those people who is a relative of a friend or, a friend of friend, someone's roommate…blah blah blah… But anyway there he was, they started hanging out, just randomly here or there. She started to come alive again. Didn't realize it at first, didn't put two and two together. It was the company she was keeping. She was laughing and ...
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Cheyenne stands in front of the mirror. She just stands there starring, dripping and shivering. She wonders aloud to no one, " How did I end up the wet one?" She shook her long, wet, auburn hair off her shoulders. This just made her shiver and shake more as the beads of pond water roll down her spine. Standing there naked and wet she looked long and hard at her body. She is an unusually tall girl, standing at a towering six feet with a medium frame. Even at fourteen year...
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I remember the first time he asked me to go to work with him. I didn’t want to, I hated being in the same room as him. Besides it was cold outside and really late. I started to complain but my mother quickly shut me up. She Said ” Heather go get dressed, if you help him it won’t take all night, and I don’t to be up all night waiting for him to call for me to pick him up.” Damn, I shouldn’t even be up this late I have school in the mo...
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God it’s freezing, I feel the chill in my bones. I try to pull the tattered and torn comforter tighter around me. I flip the blanket up over my head and cover my face hoping my breath will warm me up. It doesn’t help. I feel like I am breathing recycled air that has had all the oxygen stripped from it. Great, know I have a mouth hair also. Slowly, I slid my hand up to my lips and pick the long red...
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I awaken with a panic so great I can't breathe. I sit up in bed and throw the covers off, grasping my chest with one hand I grope around with the other looking for the lamp. Whatever I was dreaming about has me seriously confused and scared to death. I sit here with my heart pounding and my mind racing, franticly trying to remember what I was dreaming about. What was it that scared me so bad? Ohh my God. My baby girl, my Starleigh; I jump up. My head stil...
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pg.1 already a better clue into ranks thoughts about his son when he refers to him as an "overly sensitive girlie son" I really enjoy how you sum up your characters through their internal dialog pg.2 you are really hitting home talking about the financial situations, especially now that our economy is in the toilet again. I think it will draw in the readers with a sense commonality. Pg.3 I think It should say "she humphed rolling her eyes." instead of rolled. Just sounds better to me & Aligat...
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I absolutely loved this piece. You explain each feeling with such honest rawness. "it’s as though Anger and Pressure had intercourse and their evil child Depression lives inside me" Brilliant line. The only thing I found odd was that you categorized is as a short story.
"The flame whispers to the breathing breeze coming through an open window by the corner." this line and the one that follow are awe inspiring, really made for a wonderful image. “Lord, why (do) you make it so bad for my family?' sounds less awkward. Okay next page I realize now that is how this character speaks. You presented a very clear image of her through your dialog she has with God! I can tell she is a black woman even before you mention him kissing her on her brown wrinkled forehead. ...
1st page you use "heart felt disappointment" and "beat of disappointment" on the same page it just seems repetitive. I will not tell you how to reword it (your artistic license)but I will tell you I find the thesaurus is my best friend. 7th page "The other two were the Associations presiding president and vice president (who had held the) since the community’s creation." Did you mean "held the position"? 14th page "The foot lon(e)change to (g), razor sharp blades page " typo 15th page "Fifte...
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