peacekeeper87's profile
AGE:
39
LOC: Denver, CO
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: September 14
LOC: Denver, CO
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: September 14
Just a guy from the EC now in the Mountains with delusions of being a writer. After 18 yrs finally got my novel on the written page, begining to end. It’s not just a plotline and random chapters anymore lol. But I’m still not done with it. I don’t think a writer(or even a wannabe like me) is ever really done with a book. Even after it’s published I don’t think they’re ever really happy with it, hence the trend in updated & revised edition. Anyway, thanks for browsing & hope you enjoy my work-peace
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The drive through his hometown started to depress him. Old hangouts and homes of friends were gone. New townhouses or condo's were in their places. Stores and bars that were thriving businesses when he left were now either closed or had new names he didn't recognize. Maybe this really wasn't home any more. It was once said you could never go home again. It seemed it was true. But as the bus turned the corner into his old neighborhood, Billy felt like he had stepped back in time. Nothing on t...
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Ashley pulled up to her beauty shop about twenty minutes after she was supposed to open it. Luckily one of the girls working that day had a set of keys and the first appointment of the day wasn’t due for another hour. “Sorry I’m late guys. Something came up last night and I didn’t get home until late.” “What was his name?” joked Janine, a young Goth-looking girl, as she swept around the four barber’s chairs that dominated the center of the small beauty parlor. Ashley blushed. “Oh my god! Y...
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Ashley pulled up to her beauty shop about twenty minutes after she was supposed to open it, Luckily one of the girls working that day had a set of keys and the first appointment of the day wasn’t due for another hour. “Sorry I’m late guys. Something came up last night and I didn’t get home until late.” “What was his name?” joked Janine, a young Goth-looking girl. Ashley started to blush. “Oh my god! You did get lucky last night, didn’t you?” asked Lucy, a small blond woman about Ashley’s a...
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Manuel DeSantos woke from a terrifying dream of ogres with guns that shot lightning to find that his nightmare had not yet truly begun. He looked down to find himself naked and strapped to a chair in the basement of a house. Alligator clips were attached to his nipples and testicles, wires ran from them to a cart like those used in emergency rooms. Looking around at his surroundings did little to allay his growing concern for his well-being. Plastic sheeting stretched across the floor and up ...
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I sit in Darkness But every light is on The shadows creep closer No bulb ever bright enough Mr. Barleycorn helped at first Then he turned on me too The Darkness draws closer Every light is on I close all the doors Maybe that will stop the night But doors can keep out the light Maybe every light isn’t on
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Sorry, but the only way I see to help this is to cut it up. If I started to read this in a bookstore I'd put it down and try another author. And you say Bloomville too many times.
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Very interesting read. The end kind of caught me by surprise even though I was expecting something of a twist. I think there was a little too much description in the first paragrapg. It actually slowed me down to the point where I almost stopped reading. I think it would be better to start with your second paragraph the put a pared down first paragraph after it. Overall, a well down story and one I think that shows humanities obsession with money and thinks over people. Good work.
TOO DAMN SHORT! I want more! Excellent work, my friend. Your way with detail is excellent as usual. You hooked me big time. Can't wait for more-B
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I don't know if stuff got left off when you down loaded or my comp is acting funny, but it seems the ending is missing. James just smashes through the window. Where's the fun? Anyway, I liked this story. An iteresting what if? type of thing. I can actually see some of Edison's assistants being intriuged by Shelley's work and trying something like that. Excellent concept. Little things like using six-shooter instead of revolver threw off the timing for me. I also think you could add either t...
Writing the review as I read so bear with me.The first part about the dream was a bit cliche and slow. Not like your other works which grab you and suck you into the characters world. Didn't like how you felt you needed to expain who was who in your cat and mouse game.It seemed needles and a bit insulting to the intelligence of the reader.I think something like this might work better: 'It was almost like they were toying with her, playing a sadistic game of cat and mouse. Taunting her, waiti...
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