as in no one who writes that now has ever experienced it, so you make it feel very real even though that is very hard to do having no real-life experience or anything.
its like... no one has ever experienced that that is still alive today. I know that. yet the scene feels very real to me, like it actually happened or could happen. thats what I'm getting at
nice nice. I need to get back into my novel and poetry. school just started and its thrown me off my rocker a bit. oh well
you're avatar is awesome man, just if you post a lot and you can see it multiple times on screen it gets a lil' annoying. otherwise, sweet.
Best place to do that is the writer's corner. Horton and Kev get all hyped-up on me saying something about Ninva's avatar in horton's thread, doesn't even do anything and bumps horton besides. This is a place to be creative, if it's too structured its not a writer's corner anymore. its just a corner
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“Yes my Lord!” was the reply that came from the men that were behind him.
would be much better if you took out what you put after "yes my lord", the readers can understand who said it without you putting that bit of information in, and when you do put that in, it sounds, oh i dont know.. it just sounds weird to me, this is just my opinion do with it what you will demonwrath! it is good so far, i hope to read more, so keep on your moniter and whip out those chapters, were all anxious to read more
As I said, I plan to write more soon whenever I find time and am in my creative mood
Okay here is some more for my lovely fans
When the night wore down and the men began to rest, only Nicoli remained cautious. Unlike his soldiers, his did not drown his fears and worries in the ale, but instead sat, to think about what had happened. The horrors that they had seen were not of this world. Not from what he knew of his world anyway. So there Nicoli sat, recalling everything that happened….
The sun beat heavily on his chest as him and his men rode on through the day. They had just finished helping one of the King’s convoys through a small part of the enemy’s territory and were now heading back to the Kingdom. Nicoli’s only wish, were that it was cloudy that day. There were to trees to shelter them, there armor was quite heavy, and to top it all off, their kingdoms color, was black. The group rode on, having a small hope that they would encounter a village where they could stop for rest, food, and possibly even a few women.
Nicoli wished to find a village for another reason however. He longed to see his family again. You see the general was not born of the Kingdom, but of a small village far to the north, known as Arkaroth. When the third war began between his Kingdom, and that of Barkoh many men and children were conscripted into battle. Nicoli was one of them. After the war he remained in the military however, to help his lord and land as best he could. He however broke from the ranks for a short while, to get a wife, and to be able to carry on his name. So back to his hometown he ventured, when he married a woman by the name of Madelia and had a daughter, to whom he gave the name Eracia, which means ‘Hero’. But when conflict again broke out in the world Nicoli had t once again return to the field of battle, this time to be met with great honors as he became a general.
The main route they traveled to head back the kingdom went through the town of Arkaroth, so Nicoli hoped to see his wife and daughter again, after being gone for 5 long years. And by the time the noon sun had risen, they had reached the village. Yet instead of being filled with joy at finding Arkaroth, the men were horrified at what they saw.
Did you write more? If not, stop bumping. It's rather annoying to just read a prologue. It's like watching a trailer for a new movie. Once you have your story up, I'll read it.
Demon, when I started to make stories I did them all in private. Till this day I tend to keep most of my writing to myself. When I first began posting my work I used to boast and declare the piece of crap all over.
Now that I'm more experience, I passed that phase. I am not sure on where you stand, but having three people actually reading your story is a very rewarding experience. I suggest you to do everything on your own until the last moment where you feel it's time to be read.
It'll be good practice at least, I did a bunch of practice boards the last few weeks but that's a bit different than actual repair. It's pretty obvious what's going on with those, so it's not very hard to trace the leads, and they aren't designed with faults so
Site is peaking on traffic for the recipes - Sundays are always the big days and we are 200 plus unique visitors an hour right now and it will be like that probably be around 3000 total on the site all day maybe more if Google desires it LOL
Anyway I have a power bench that I don't actually know how to use, but I'm assuming I can take the battery out and power it directly from that to see if any of them turn on.
If you had kids like me that grew up in that era you could just go to your closet and fish out one of the cords from the cord bag. I bet I have everyone of those cord connectors plus some