timrees's profile
AGE:
51
LOC: United Kingdom
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: March 30
LOC: United Kingdom
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: March 30
Just returned to writing after years in the literary wilderness due to a long term relationship that is now over. I’m looking forward to re-focusing and feel that my best work is yet to be written – may I always feel that to be the case… ;-) I usually write action thrillers, but after I have finished to current project I intend to get my teeth into some serious sci-fi, but I will not be posting chapters of novels on Urbis as they are between me, my characters and a blank page and I don’t think any other opinions matter. I’ve recently decided to make a big, big effort to get my first novel published as it represents years of work with the sequel written as well. I have had some very insignificant stuff published, but my background in w…
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The Poetry Of A Still Soul Somewhere in the world today... The city was crushed, besieged by hatred, fired by the fear of men. Sanity had lost the battle. Prejudice had scored its racial point. Religion had proven once again its own hypocrisy. One quiet man walked alone amidst the cannoned devastation. Lightly he stepped around the broken bodies lying strewn at the mouths of mortar craters. He stopped and looked down on a smashed brick: only the day before it had been the scrubbed doorstep of...
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Coloured By A Different Light Somewhere snuggled close to the heart in the cosy cleavage known as Wales… It was a quiet summer's day, just the hum of a bee, a robin blowing a delightful orchestration, and Rosie Thomas ambling her large Jamaican bulk along the wild garden path. She stopped to pick a single stem of forgetmenot that grew gregariously in her overgrown, untidy lawn. The petite plant was bright with perfect delicate blue flowers. With an exaggerated flourish of her corpulent arm, s...
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MOONSHINE Summer in Cardiff and it’s hot. Too hot. And here I am, a best-selling author rushing to a meeting with my agent and I’m late already… And my agent, Felicity, is not the kind of lady you keep waiting in a bar. Believe me. The moment I step through the door the cool interior forces a sigh like I’ve just entered heaven. I allow my eyes to adjust and glance around. Felicity is sat at the bar on a tall stool like she’s stranded. A barman’s cleaning glasses, talking to a small group at t...
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The Looker Thirty minutes past midnight and the heavens open. The black sky cascades in a cold shock, like an ocean’s burst on Cardiff’s St Mary Street, leaving my meticulously cropped crowning glory like stomped spaghetti – Gross humiliation. In an instant Cardiff’s main artery is a rampaging flood and a tributary flowing freely down the nape of my neck reminds me of my mam’s screamed command to wear a mack – Too uncool. I’m young and vain and devilishly wishing it rained Guinness. So, sprin...
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I was very puzzled at the beginning, having to re-read a couple of times to really get my bearings. There appears to be two people reading leather-bound books? Couldn't one be reading an electronic devise to make clearer who's who? I'm still unclear there... Sed seems an okay character, but isn't he the enemy? I'm on the side of the Verum because they oppose cloning? Is that right? So for me Veus is the hero, which poses a problem for me the reader, because the narrator, and I assume the inte...
Your voice and style is clear and distinct. A sort of deadpan style that I really like and which suits the story perfectly. Your characters are so clearly defined that I could see them playing and bantering together like a memory of when I was a kid making dens. You have successfully painted a picture here that is a genuine experience. Thank you so much. You have certainly added a new colour to my life. You say this is not finished, so I will assume it is the beginning or part of a novel? It ...
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At the end there my interest is growing. The beginning is very attractive: the oyster shell beach, intense heat as the father works on his boat anti-fouling the hull. Images and memories I totally related to and I was sucked in from the start. That ended too soon, though. Suddenly we are in a different place in a different time and I became increasingly disorientated. I found myself re-reading a lot of scenes to try and establish how old you were, where we were in your life and you were losin...
This is an important story that carries an important message. Well done. Your dialogue is effortless and flows so naturally I could hear the boys banter clearly and their deep friendship is obvious. Very well done. You take the reader from scene to scene seamlessly and your gift for telling a story is growing more potent the more I read, but you need to format the text for better clarity. When the focus changes from character to character or when a different character speaks it is a new parag...
Brilliant build up. Ending was disappointing and paragraphs had become jumbled? Eh? You hooked me at the beginning when she states her psuedonym and the explanation for that, as we drool over her every-writer's-dream writing career, is genuinely inspired. And the Coffallo was simply a treasured comic moment! But after pages of brilliance the ending had all the impact of Tammy's IQ. I feel you were a bit lost for ideas of how to finish and rushed. You are a writer of rare talent. Please stretc...
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