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Critiques Needed: First pages of Project Styx. Top Story - January 2024. Content Warning.
Authors note: I would like constructive critiques on the first pages of a sci-fi fantasy book I am working on. I would like to know first impressions and things that need to be worked on. This is so I can get an idea of what an agent or editor might think. I also know that this is long—no need to read the whole thing, in fact, tell me when you lose interest.
By K. Kocheryan2 years ago in Critique
Rajasthan Election Results 2023: BJP Emerges Victorious with 109 Seats; Ashok Gehlot Tenders Resignation - LIVE Updates. Content Warning.
In a riveting turn of events, the Rajasthan Election Results 2023 have unfolded with unprecedented drama and anticipation. The BJP has secured a commanding victory, winning 109 seats and leading in six others. The political landscape of the state is undergoing a seismic shift as Ashok Gehlot, the incumbent Chief Minister, tenders his resignation. This blog post aims to provide a comprehensive overview of the unfolding events, offering real-time updates on the Rajasthan Election Results 2023.
By Debjit Das2 years ago in Critique
Untitled Rough Drafter I'm Calling it "Part 2 Draft"
Some would say I made my bed it’s time I lie in it. Some would say, what I did I had every tragic thing done to me coming. This is in the mind of a survivor, I could hear the crashing waves as my eyes flutter open. I look over as I feel his warm body holding me I knew this felt right I just didn’t want to admit it. He isn’t married but you slept with your best friend’s boyfriend. I try to rationalise this, but it is impossible. I look into his eyes holding his cheek pondering how can something that should be wrong feel so right.
By Emily Radford(Rising Phoenix)2 years ago in Critique
My Coworker, Death. Top Story - November 2023.
Death and I work very closely, but never together I see death in passing about once a week, but we've never actually met. For most people death is an obscure thought, something that rarely crosses the mind. For others, it is the prominent shadow that runs past our peripherals. Tonight, death worked over time. He was not a blur that ran past as I was turning away, but was a prominent shadow in the room I stood in and the floor beneath me. I didn't see him at first, he's easy to miss if you want to. My focus was on the muddy veins of my patient's right arm, attempting to finagle one last good one to draw from. It was never my forte, but when I did get it, I enjoyed watching the smooth red liquid collect into the tubes; the simple movement of it was relaxing to me in a sense. It was a reward, an earning for my blind pokes that eventually caught what I was looking for.
By Kelsey Winds2 years ago in Critique
Harvestman?
A few months ago, I participated in the 'Dancing with Distraction' acrostic poem challenge here on Vocal. One of my submissions, "The Snapper and My Confidence," actually got Top Story, which was so very cool! Moreover, it received a lot of very kind comments.
By Hannah E. Aaron2 years ago in Critique






