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AGE: 28
LOC: New Paltz, NY
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: January 01

All I ever wanted was to reach people through my writing, maybe let people know that they are not alone in this great big mess of a world. I wanted to reach people the way some of my favorite authors and musicians have reached me, and saved me, and kept me from going absolutely insane. I have published my first novel, A CONSEQUENCE OF ORDINARY and am looking for an agent or a publisher to put out my next book, ALEX AND THE MOON GO DANCING. Everything is available at my website, WWW.ZOLIROZEN.COM. I look forward to hearing from all of you.

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Short Story / Going Nowhere
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GOING NOWHERE I always expected some kind of bright lights, at least. I always pictured a long stairwell rising into some sort of brilliant transcendence, and angels, I always pictured angels, dancing, maybe, but definitely beautiful, and heavenly. But there wasn’t so much as a cloud. No harps. No music at all. Nothing. I never thought the void was real but there it was, and there I was, a part of it, after everything I’ve said, seen and done, I was in the void. In the darkness. Alone. It al...
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Short Story / Going Nowhere
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GOING NOWHERE I always expected some kind of bright lights, at least. I always pictured a long stairwell rising into some sort of brilliant transcendence, and angels, I always pictures angels, dancing, maybe, but definitely beautiful, and heavenly. But there wasn’t so much as a cloud. No harps. No music at all. Nothing. I never thought the void was real but there it was, and there I was, a part of it, after everything I’ve said, seen and done, I was in the void. In the darkness. Alone. It al...
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Novel Treatments / alex and the moon go dancing 2
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Alex walked into the Cardinale building and the relentless August heat stopped at the door where he was greeted by a gust of cold, everything inside silver, metal, and clean. The information secretary, a middle aged woman with bright red hair cut at an angle down to her chin and the palest complexion Alex had ever seen was sitting behind an immaculate stainless-steel desk in the middle of the lobby. “Fill out these forms,” she told him as she retrieved a stack of papers from the bottom drawe...
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1. The strange thing was that I wasn’t sleeping when Meter called. I was awake and watching a storm illuminate the mountain sky because sometime around midnight I had that dream about wolves and decided not to go to bed again. The storm was a great diversion. I had the television on a morning news report about the war. There was a man in a white beard and a black bowtie peering into the camera’s lens telling us that we had taken another city, we were winning, and that there was hope in the wh...
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“This is life,” Paz told me, pointing into a room with an old black man in his hospital bed with his head tilted back, his nose to the ceiling, frozen still, his eyes closed, his mouth open, like a piece of troubling art. “That’s not life,” I said. “It’s death.” If I had known Paz better, maybe I would have been able to properly identify the look he gave me, like he was ashamed by my response but expected it, and because he expected it and I gave it to him, his look was of shame and, I don’t ...
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Poetry / "The Question"
My first ten of the night, I think only my second or third 10 ever. I was very impressed, and my experience as both an author and a teacher have turned me into quite the critic. Usually I find that when writers/poets put in almost any kind of effort into the pattern of their rhyme, or in your case, the constant flow if alliteration that it takes away from the overall underlying beauty of the work itself. Not in this case. I can tell that you took careful consideration with your choice of word...
Poetry / Destiny
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Poetry / When I Learned
first, the only mistake I saw was "dug out." It's one word. "Dugout." other than that, very sexual, courageous, honest and intriguing. as a piece of poetry I enjoyed it quite a bit. very erotic and almost...spiritual? \ nice work. zoli rozen www.zolirozen.com a consequence of ordinary