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Here's a short story I wrote. I'd love some feedback, even if you hate it and just want to call me a faggot.
A cold November breeze swept over Henry and he instinctively held a paper cup full of warm coffee just a bit closer to his chest. He had been standing in line for nearly twelve hours along with millions of other people waiting for their message. Morning broke slowly, and he watched beams of piercing morning light shine down the street and reflect brightly off of store windows.
Henry took a sip and allowed the hot steam to warm his face. He couldn’t leave his spot, so he had bought the coffee from a vendor walking down the line. Henry wished he had offered him cream, but the warmth and much-needed caffeine were good enough. Henry glanced down at his phone to help pass the time.
“What does it say?” came a soft voice from behind him.
“Excuse me?” Henry replied, turning around.
“You checked the time, right? What time is it?” asked a girl wrapped in a big purple scarf and a heavy winter coat. She appeared to be in her early twenties, like Henry.
“Uh, it’s about seven,” replied Henry.
“And it opens at eight, right? Just another hour, thank God! It’s way too cold,” said the girl. “My name is Georgia, what’s yours?” She thrust her mittened hand out to Henry.
Henry held out his right hand, and realized he was still holding the coffee. Georgia’s face brightened as Henry fumbled with the cup until he finally shook her hand. “My name’s Henry.”
“Do you think the device will really work? Will we get our message?” asked Georgia.
Henry looked towards the front of the line and couldn’t make out where it started—a thousand bodies all collected into an endless swarm of people. Henry thought back to an article that he’d read a year ago, and how so many people had jumped, shouted, and buzzed at the news.
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What is your preferred style/content of the fantasy genre? Does a low-fantasy, gritty, war-torn world sound interesting to you? Or do you love to read about wizards that command awesome magic powers?
Do you even like the genre of fantasy at all? Is it worthwhile for authors to continue to flesh out, or has fantasy reached its apex with Tolkien, Jordan, and Martin?
Please, let's have a fantastical discussion, m'lords.
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Good Day, /lit/,
I am visiting from /k/. Unfortunately, day/k/are is in full swing, and nobody there is of much help.
I have a desire to roughly carve a phrase, quote, or piece of poetry upon the buttstock of my single-shot 12 gauge, which I will use to hunt armadillos, squirrels, racoons, and wild pigs. I intend to put a notch for each critter taken, because I am slightly redneck, and want a gun with stories to tell. (Dad is a sucky father, left no stories to me. I want to have something COOL for the kids.)
Of course, in an emergency scenario, this would also be used defensively.
Right now, what appeals to me most is a line from Rudyard Kipling's "Cold Iron"- "" Nay! " said the cannoneer on the castle wall,
' But Iron - Cold Iron - shall be master of you all! '
Woe for the Baron and his knights so strong,
When the cruel cannon-balls laid 'em all along;
He was taken prisoner, he was cast in thrall,
And Iron - Cold Iron - was master of it all."
What do you think, /lit/? Help a Pleb out?
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Hello /lit anon here.
for some ... 5 years or so, I've been wanting to write something, thing is, I don't appear to have any talent for it, are there any books or guides you would recommend to someone wanting to get into writting?
I already like reading quite a bit, however this story I want to write has been nagging me.
Im sure you get this asked often but please bear with me and help out.
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This is the greatest novel I have ever read. I can't think of any book as 'complete' as Moby Dick. It's like Melville didn't leave anything out. There's nothing to be added to Moby Dick, it's all there. Not sure if that makes much sense, but maybe you know what I mean. Like, there's no reason for anyone to write a book about whaling or expand on the same themes present in Moby Dick.
Probably my favorite part of the novel is the way Melville used different styles/genres of writing to get different effects. The Shakespearian aspect, most obviously evinced (a new favorite word after reading it so many times) in the chapters written like a stage drama was used to stunning effect. I remember early on, there's the chapter in which Ahab has the crew swear an oath to hunt Moby Dick and suddenly there's an '(aside)' in which he states that he conquered Starbuck and bent him to his (Ahab's) will. That made me laugh out loud it was so fucking cool.
The whale anatomy and long descriptions of the tools and procedures of the whaling industry were so well written and interesting, I can't understand why people find them difficult to read. I also loved the action, the adventure, the characterizations, the vernacular used and the philosophical reflections. It's a perfect novel.
Plus, Moby Dick is just so fucking cool.
I've never read anything so manly, heroically tragic, and insane as this novel.
It's just so fucking good, I don't know if I'll ever read anything that will compare again.
Why do you think Camus (in The Myth of Sisyphus) called Moby Dick a "truly absurd work"? I think I'm beginning to form a vague idea of what he meant by that, but I can't quite crystallize it yet.