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Thank you to all participants! Winners will be announced in our Monthly Newsletter on December 1st.

ProjectComment is hosting a glorious contest featuring a prize of a 3-Month Core Membership (or the equivalent of 1,200 ), but only for the next two weeks! Take part now, or forever miss out! We are fast approaching the end of the year, so there's not a lot of time for us to close the year with a

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1. Post one (or as many as you like) new constructive comment on a piece featured below. (What is a Constructive Comment? )
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Webs N' ShotgunsMás de una vez, viendo el crepitar del fuego, mientras Waylon y Cordie dormían, sus pensamientos no paraban de fastidiarle, uno de los muchos motivos por los que prefería vigilar, al menos mantenía su mente ocupada en el pensamiento de dispararle a cualquier criatura que se cruzase en su línea de visión. Pero hoy, como si de un milagro (o una maldición) se tratase, esta excursión a los bosques no había despertado la ira de las criaturas que lo habitaban, de hecho, no se habían gastado ni una sola bala en todo lo que llevaban en aquel bosque, su escopeta (y revolver) no solían pasar tanto tiempo sin ser disparados, y la falta del peligro al... XenoFilia - IIEl motor era sumamente ruidoso, lo cual anulaba los sonidos externos de la naturaleza, el ulular del viento era ahora sentido como una brisa meramente, el viejo vehículo avanzaba lentamente por la carretera oculta por la vegetación boscosa, mientras los animales que se paseaban entre los árboles, o que habitaban en ellos observaban momentáneamente aquel objeto ruidoso que se movia a una velocidad constante, pero lenta. Dentro del vehículo, el conductor llevaba un buen rato silente, fijándose siempre en el camino, con un aspecto algo desaliñado, además de una chaqueta que había visto días mejores, decidió fijarse momentáneamente en su acomp... Seekers The Elvin War Chapter 3 (Rough Draft) Seekers: The Elvin War Volume I Written By Andrew McMahan Chapter III: The Burning Ace, a Windy Spade & a Conflicted Show Oregon, Corvallis, Willamette River, May 16, 2022, 9:40pm Back then I, Ace Sumato, didn't care much about anything. I didn't care about where I lived, where I was raised, or how people thought of me. All I cared about in those days was to be alone, watching the gentle currents, as well as the cloudy night sky, and smoking my cigar while I sat on the pebble surface near a calm fire that I ignited. That time, even if it was boring at times... was nice. Of course that time wouldn't last forever. I heard some f... M.E.: The Lady Defender Chapter 5 Preview
The Monster Empire:The Lady Defender Chapter 5:Ball and ChainByNorris Vaughn IIIAboard the Father-Ship, Dynamite Soldier was in the training room he and some of the other high ranking officers used. He was practicing his high kicks on a punching bag when he got a visiter. Soldier stopped mid-kick before he stood up straight and saluted the official, recognizing him instantly as the figure . Isaac stopped at the edge of the mat. It was Isaac the Heart Monster, Prime Minister of the Monster Empire. “The King wishes to see you about the other day’s events.” Isaac then explained. Dynamite knew what precisely he was talking about: being capture... The Lady Defender Chapter 6 Preview
The Monster Empire: The Lady Defender Chapter 6: Diary EntriesByNorris Vaughn III“Dear Diary, Sometimes, I just hate my life…” Aboard the Father-Ship, Dynamite Soldier was being briefed about his next mission against Alladornia and the Lady Defender. He stood tall and proud before the stairs which led up to the King’s throne. That idiot Woody’s plan failed miserably so of course the King and Prime Minister had to assign him to the job once more. He couldn’t help but have that smug smirk on his face, his triangular eyes gleaming with pride, as he knew he was the right monster for the job. Perhaps now he could finally have his fight against ... EscapismEscapismByNorris Vaughn IIIPeople often tell me that I have my head up in the cloudsTo them I say that they might have their heads too close to the groundWhen people tell me to face reality, do they mean that I am a knight?Do they mean that reality is a huge, snarling beast or dragon?Yet when I hear someone tell me to face reality, I do not, must not, think of reality asa a beast or a dragon to be defeated or slainNoReality is something to be tamed, to be made your ally in lifeSo, the next time someone tells me that I have my head up in the clouds, I’ll agree with themBut I’ll be saddled in, riding high on the wings of a dragon name Realit... Genji's New PuppyGenji’s new puppyThe train tracks stretched on for as far as the eyes could see. The tracks rode between the patches of farm fields in the open countryside until the green grass touched the horizon. In the center of the farmland was a raised concrete platform with a roof, a long bench, and small enclosed area which housed a single toilet.A man stood in the center of the station, hat, scarf, bandages, glasses, heavy coat and an earthy brown colored pair of trousers covering the man from head to toe, hiding his true form from the world. The only hint of Genji Shimada’s identity was his left hand, down at his side holding a leather suitcase n... The Lady Defender: Enemies and Rivals: part 1
The Monster Empire:The Lady Defender Chapter 3:Enemies and Rivals: Part 1ByNorris Vaughn IIIDynamite Soldier slowly opened his eyes to find that his world had been turned upside-down…LITERALLY. As he came too, he discovered he was suspended in the air above a river of molten lava, upside-down, and tied tightly against, who else, the Lady Defender. She had been calling out to him while he was unconscious, jostling him awake with her tugging against the binds. “W-what the…?” Dynamite exclaimed, “What happened!” “It’s about time you woke up, Sleeping Beauty!” Cassie yelled at him while facing away from him. “Oh, just skip the pleasantries and... The Lady Defender: Enemies and Rivals Part 2
The Monster Empire Vs. The Lady Defender: Chapter 4: Enemies and Rivals: Part 2ByNorris Vaughn IIIIn the dimly lit caverns of the Dark Alliance’s lair, the molten lava and torches as the only light source, Brutus and the Elven Princess were on the warpath, as they chased Dynamite Soldier and the Lady Defender. As they ran down the darkened passageway, they could see the light of the Defender’s torch getting smaller and smaller in the distance. Brutus’ rage-filled eyes narrowed, as he and the Princess followed the light down deeper into the labyrinth which made out the cavern system. As they ran off into the darkness, little did they know, ... 21st scent you read W.I.P. EnglishEnglish description Iambic Heptameter A love couple glancing at the 21st Century. The woman talks... Chapter 4 Bad luck"I know that this isn't the same as your world but once you see how Beach City is like, I think you'll like it here," Steven says as he and Connie were walking with Crona along the beach. As Crona follows them he stops and looks at the ocean. He stops and decides to take a good look at the whole scene."I-it's so c-calm," he though as the waves hit and just listens to the sound of the waves splashing the shore. The more he looks at the beach it reminded him of something but he couldn't remember what it was. As Crona continues to just stare at the beach until Ragnarok starts to pull on his lips and pokes his head hard."Crona? Crona! Quit sta...

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Family ties - Chapter 5Home. She was home now, sitting on her bed, in her room. The same room she had always slept in from as far as she could remember and as clean as ever. The sheets were fresh, the blanket was neatly spread on her bed, light blue to match the sheets and pillowcase, with a blue feline embroidered on it. The same blue feline she had a plushy of on the shelf near her desk. It was so old, but she couldn’t just imagine getting rid of it. This stuffed Pokemon was the only thing she had kept from her childhood. Now, everything she looked at was simply efficient and useful. Just as the Pokegear she had in her hand and couldn’t get herself to use.The ... Heartache by the NumbersHeartache by the Numbers    One foot in front of the other. That was all that Angela could keep her mind on. In the dying cool of the morning, the only thing she was thinking of was her foolishness for not taking a rest before making the final haul to Junkertown.   Her stomach was empty, eyes were burning, and judging from the distance, Junkertown looked to be two miles away. Why didn’t she stay with those two for another day, find a meal in that stash, or at least close her eyes for an hour or two? Of course she had to overestimate her strength, after all, having a successful procedure always made her feel like she was on top of the world... Mercy Experiments on HerselfMercy “Experiments” on HerselfThe locker room was quiet, the white and occasionally red tiles lined the floor in a repeated pattern from one end of the locker bank to the other. The green lockers of the changing room combined with the tiles in what looked to be an attempt at continuing the motif of the College’s school colors. Such a sparse layout of a room would normally be quite loud, be it from the mass of people using it, or even so much as one person causing enough noise that the echoes would make it seem like ten, but that was not the case for today. There was no special reason for the absence of pedestrians in the Locker room at thi... Reality IIReality is like a mirror — It’s all a matter on perspectiveIf reality is warped, its like a funhouse mirror, twisting and conforming your image of realityWhen are clear, reality is crystal clear like an untainted reflection EternityEternity Written by: DancewithknivesDescription: Tracer takes a second to contemplate mortality.“Will the circle be unbroken? By and by, by and by Is a better home a-waiting In the sky, oh, in the sky?”8:35:39 Dr. Ziegler exited her office. Her sandals snapped at her heels with every step, foreshadowing her approach down the hall to the male research staff to find busy-work for themselves as she passed. The only hint of the one-piece swimsuit that she wore were the heavy elastic straps on her shoulders and the long cut down the side of her bright yellow sun dress, showing the smooth, snow-white  legs peeking out with every step.She walked ...

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3wyl In reply to ??? [2019-12-07 20:05:49 +0000 UTC]

Thank you!

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ThePhantasim In reply to 3wyl [2019-12-07 20:11:39 +0000 UTC]

welcome

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THEMYSTERYWRITER [2019-11-26 20:49:42 +0000 UTC]

who won?

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3wyl In reply to THEMYSTERYWRITER [2019-12-07 20:05:56 +0000 UTC]

Announced in the monthly newsletter, thank you!

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THEMYSTERYWRITER In reply to 3wyl [2019-12-07 20:19:54 +0000 UTC]

np

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THEMYSTERYWRITER [2019-11-11 07:33:34 +0000 UTC]

I commented here: 

21st scent you read W.I.P. EnglishEnglish descriptionIambic HeptameterA love couple glancing at the 21st Century.The woman talks in sections with “ “-signs.The man talks in >> << signs.The third-person perspective narrates in italic passages.>>The shadow, cast by your own childhood is made out to love.<<: to be made out to love: To answer to the name of loveIt is a Work in Progress and ask for reporting errors and sections, easy to be misunderstood. “Oh, ‘Thanky-you’s’ feel like of resembling thy abashment”.>>So, I claim you for alarms, that should have been happening,as Ragnarök, as fire, in whichby we hugged each other<>this machine‘s mind, will unaccept,is unaccepting mine, diving in jealousy of thine<<>>No face, no mouth,<< “from which its work purrs loudly, pretends trust.It’s jealousy from misjudgment that gnarls out ‘cause of must.She hands out dessert, old, as alike mud and caffeine.”Oh jealousy as of bad enterprise with offering.
Earth, its suffer does originate from uncertaintySince man did exchange practice against routine, machine wan.The repetition using consciousness is, what does change,now, does he know? No, doesn’t know where to with miscarriage.>>All what you‘re wrong, you press since ever along into wine.<<“Thou hast stress, though you’re allowed?!. Self-righteous, you arrogant.” >>The shadow, cast by your own childhood is made out to love.<Man senses, and if facts are outside knowledge, man does ask....the early machine, causing you to believe its blind spots.In times of egoists ‘n’ opportunists, headbutt all,where’s lack of responsibility, there’s no glue for society,there’s too much Fanta to have fun with.To smell the scent of Holy Humor, instead reading that.“A child should have been loved, instead having cut its gene.We are the space’s Tourette-Syndrome, creation of God.We’re doing L‘art-pour-l‘art, hence we are L‘art-pour-l‘art of God. We’re doing the same like him, equally, as salt of all.” When will we smell?
“A pregnant woman’s inner wall; it’s beating against heras that one beat of universe in bulge of cathedralsThe metaphysics, radiate luminous like all lights.”>>In term of trinity, if Islam, Christianity wereboth helped with additional category, I would risewith the moon again.<<
You’re not the hell, not what you do, nor what the others say.Lets live this life with no haste, don’t let this be happening.There’s not any control – instead: acceptance of restlessness.Your house, you’d burn it down, its interior, to rid – each day.Be sure, that you are loved. Be transient. Keep being calm. >>I can smell this scent, you read.<<...

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FrostyTrifle1993 [2019-11-08 18:22:51 +0000 UTC]

Okay, so here's the one I commented on!  Tails: The Master: Ch.1 - Geoffrey“Come on Sonic…I’m almost an adult!  You’ve got to let me go with you!”
I knew what the response was going to be before Sonic even answered.
“Sorry Kiddo, you are too young to go out on missions.”  Sonic said as he bent down and ruffled my hair.  “Wish me luck and I’ll see ya later!”
It wasn’t fair and the more they told me I was too young, the angrier I got.  I had been planning their missions for months now.  I wasn’t the little kit they found all those years ago.  I was seventeen now and I had watched many younger kids go out on missions.  Anytime I mentioned this fact to Sonic or Sally they just brushed it aside.  I was still just a little kid to them…and it would never change.
I knew I was the smartest Mobian here.  Why else would Elias have made me their top strategist?  I turned and punched the wall as hard as I could.  I just wanted to help.

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3wyl In reply to FrostyTrifle1993 [2019-11-09 00:01:49 +0000 UTC]

Thank you!

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What-is-worth [2019-11-08 17:37:42 +0000 UTC]

Okay, so here is my addition..


The Smilers V. 2
The Smilers
By
Norris Vaughn III
Marcus was a young man who found himself running for his life. It was getting dark, as the sun was setting in the West, but Marcus had no time to enjoy the scenery for he was being chased. He was simply on the walk back home, something he had done every day since the first day of high school, something routine and ordinary. Today was the day that all changed. Two figures had appeared from an alleyway, blocking his path home from his inner-city school while walking along Monroe Avenue. Two large men in yellow, smiling emoji masks stepped out of the darkness, not even making the slightest of sounds, as they stood in place, simply glaring at Marcus. With his backpack swung over his shoulder lazily, Marcus showed fear, as his eyes shifted between the two strange men. He didn’t know if this was a mugging or whatever; all he knew that this was getting dangerous and fast. One of the two men tilted his head every so slightly, as if  he was examining

(Hope, that I am posting it in right space...)

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3wyl In reply to What-is-worth [2019-11-09 00:02:01 +0000 UTC]

Indeed!

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What-is-worth In reply to 3wyl [2019-11-25 10:11:03 +0000 UTC]

Hey, so who is the winner?   

Thank You 

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3wyl In reply to What-is-worth [2019-12-03 01:18:14 +0000 UTC]

Announced, thank you!

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Dancewithknives [2019-11-08 04:34:00 +0000 UTC]

Did another one. 
W.I.T.C.H Hay Lin TG: The curse of Nerissa.
"We came to rescue you! There is no time! Come with us"
Those were words I never expected to hear. Especially not on my birthday. Not that this day would be different than any other. I was always alone working late until it's was dark and today was no exception. Yet what I dreaded the most was two hours on the subway just to get to my apartment and sleep for another day. If my neighbors let me sleep. I closed my eyes. I daydreamed of having a birthday party and friends that were trying to cheer me up. I didn't want to open my eyes and return to reality where I was all alone working in a cubicle calculating taxes in a spreadsheet. "if only I had friends. Someone that cared about me..." I thought to myself
I opened my eyes with a frown, annoyed at my dream was interrupted by someone pulling my arm.
When I turned around to see who was pulling me, I saw 4 teenage girls staring at me.  A black girl with glasses was looking at me silently,  a blond girl looked a posh blond girl was

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3wyl In reply to Dancewithknives [2019-11-09 00:02:19 +0000 UTC]

Thank you!

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FrostyTrifle1993 [2019-11-08 02:12:40 +0000 UTC]

Do you have to be a member of Project Comment to participate?

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3wyl In reply to FrostyTrifle1993 [2019-11-08 15:43:15 +0000 UTC]

Not at all!

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FrostyTrifle1993 In reply to 3wyl [2019-11-08 16:35:04 +0000 UTC]

That's great! I'm gonna comment on one right now.

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3wyl In reply to FrostyTrifle1993 [2019-11-08 23:57:28 +0000 UTC]

Thank you!

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ElectroNightingale [2019-11-07 23:09:36 +0000 UTC]

Hi, I commented on this one:




I can already tell that giving constructive comments on literature is way harder when it's not in your native language But I'm going to comment on more anyway

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3wyl In reply to ElectroNightingale [2019-11-07 23:50:59 +0000 UTC]

That's pretty awesome of you!

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ElectroNightingale In reply to 3wyl [2019-11-08 21:26:06 +0000 UTC]

I also commented on this one:


Seekers The Elvin War Chapter 2 (semi-final draft)Seekers: The Elvin War Volume I
Written By Andrew McMahan
Edited by Matthew Blum & Alice Blum
Chapter II: The Grumpy Old Lake With A Bit Of Ravens
China, Lashi Lake, August 22, 2025, 9:00pm
Here I am at great the great Lashi Lake. “I must say that this lake is as beautiful as I heard.” Is what I would say if it weren't so freaking dark! Granted that doesn't matter much to a soldier but it's a shame that I can't see its pure beauty. All I can see is the soldiers in front of me walking and carrying oil lamps in a grassy yet slightly dirtied trail which leads to a lighted camp. The camp that I'm walking towards is going to be the place I'll call home for who knows how long. I must admit, I'm feeling a bit nervous. However, I already made my decision so there is no going back now.
As I kept walking towards the camp with the others, which frankly felt like hours then minutes, I decided to grab a cigar from my right pocket and light it in order to calm whatever nerves I had l

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3wyl In reply to ElectroNightingale [2019-11-09 00:00:29 +0000 UTC]

Thank you!

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ElectroNightingale In reply to 3wyl [2019-11-10 20:12:12 +0000 UTC]

I commented on the next chapter:


SeeKers The Elvin War Chapter 3 (Semi-final draft)Seekers: The Elvin War Volume I
Written By Andrew McMahan
Edited by Matthew Blum & Alice Blum
Chapter III: The Burning Ace, a Windy Spade & a Conflicted Show
Oregon, Corvallis, Willamette River, May 16, 2022, 9:40pm 
    Back then, I, Ace Sumato, didn't care much about anything. I didn't care about where I lived, where I was raised, or how people thought of me. All I cared about in those days was being alone, watching the gentle currents, the cloudy night sky, and smoking my cigar while I sat on the pebble covered bank, near a calm fire that I ignited. That time, even if it was boring at times... was nice. 
    Of course that time wouldn't last forever. I heard some footsteps from behind me, so I turned my head to see who was walking towards me. It didn't take long for the person to come near the fire's light and illuminate the face of the person. 
    The person who approached me was Spade Sumato, my older step brothe

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3wyl In reply to ElectroNightingale [2019-11-11 00:05:26 +0000 UTC]

Thank you!

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ElectroNightingale In reply to 3wyl [2019-11-16 22:58:30 +0000 UTC]

It's weekend so I finally had time to finish commenting this one:


Chapter 4 Bad luck"I know that this isn't the same as your world but once you see how Beach City is like, I think you'll like it here," Steven says as he and Connie were walking with Crona along the beach. As Crona follows them he stops and looks at the ocean. He stops and decides to take a good look at the whole scene.
"I-it's so c-calm," he though as the waves hit and just listens to the sound of the waves splashing the shore. The more he looks at the beach it reminded him of something but he couldn't remember what it was. As Crona continues to just stare at the beach until Ragnarok starts to pull on his lips and pokes his head hard.
"Crona? Crona! Quit staring staring into space and get your mind back on earth you wimp," Ragnarok says aggressively as he continues to bully Crona
"Ow ow ok I'll stop." Crona whines as he tries to get Ragnarok to stop him from bullying him by pushing away his hands away
"Could you stop!"
"Huh?" Ragnarok stops what he's doing and turns his head and looks at Connie, who ha

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3wyl In reply to ElectroNightingale [2019-11-17 00:49:24 +0000 UTC]

Awesome!

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ElectroNightingale In reply to 3wyl [2019-11-13 00:28:23 +0000 UTC]

Done with the chapters that were written so far


Seekers The Elvin War Chapter 4 (rough draft)Seekers: The Elvin War Volume I
Written By Andrew McMahan
Chapter IV: Lighthearted Curry Before The Fog
China, Blue Moon Valley, August 23, 2025, 10:00am
It was the middle of the morning where I, Ace Sumato, was still groggy because of what Zakon said to me last night. What Zakon said to me brought a lot of questions in my mind. Why was I brought here? Why didn't I get in trouble for punching a superior officer? What was Zakon's goals? Most importantly, what was General Ginrob hiding? All of those questions had kept me up until 1:00am, which was a time I made sure I never slept at during College. For that, I secretly cursed Zakon in my dreams.
Anyways, I stayed in my uncomfortable bed for a few minutes; until, someone enter the tent and pressed a loud horn. That in turn, made me and the rest of the eight soldiers, which included Zakon who slept across from me, quickly get out of our beds and solute in unison.
It didn't take me long to take a good look at the person who sounded the horn

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3wyl In reply to ElectroNightingale [2019-11-17 00:49:21 +0000 UTC]

Thank you!

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BeckyKidus [2019-11-07 20:04:59 +0000 UTC]

Commented here:


Whenever you need someone 2 of 2
So, Angela’s first foray into baking was wrapped up in a bag in a dumpster, but that was precisely why she planned ahead and prepared to try again. As she looked inside her oven, she saw the dough had cooked itself up and looked like fluffy mounds of bready goodness and filled her kitchen with the warm scent of strawberry and vanilla.
The smell of success was delightful. As she sat back in her chair, she closed her eyes and breathed in the sweet scent coming from her oven. It reminded her of a warm summer day, taking a vacation from college to visit the only family she had left on her aunt’s dairy farm. Being free of books, of tests, assignments, deadlines, and all of the other things that had filled her life since she had lost her parents. It was amazing how the smell of baked goods could make someone forget about all of their worries.
Then a voice came, like a chorus of angels from heaven singing down from above to serenade her.


If anyone has the time, could they critique my feedback? This is my first time seriously critiquing literature, and I would love to hear what I could do better.

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Dancewithknives In reply to BeckyKidus [2019-11-07 20:56:32 +0000 UTC]

I’ll give you a response when I can.

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SilSinn9821 [2019-11-07 18:28:38 +0000 UTC]

OK, I am done:
Inner Strength
Summary: Angela Ziegler and a surprise companion go on a journey.
Inner Strength
“You’re terrific as far as I’m concerned, and that’s what counts.”
Charlotte, Charlotte’s Web, E.B. White
The Santa Maria International Terminal was as busy as an airport could be on a Tuesday. Being on the furthest tip of Spain made it a very busy terminal for flights entering and exiting Europe as well as those ending their trans-Atlantic journey from the Americas.
A young woman, no older than 20 years of age, was walking through the terminal. She had spent the last twenty minutes of her thirty minute layover refreshing herself and stretching out her legs from one long flight in preparation of another. She wore a pair of white kaki pants and black kami underneath a jean jacket with pure white wings embroidered across the back.  She rolled her carry-on luggage behind her while her high pony tail tying her striking blonde hair ba
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Have fun judging us!

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3wyl In reply to SilSinn9821 [2019-11-07 23:51:51 +0000 UTC]

It will be tough.

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THEMYSTERYWRITER [2019-11-07 06:46:09 +0000 UTC]

I commented here: 

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3wyl In reply to THEMYSTERYWRITER [2019-11-07 23:52:31 +0000 UTC]

Thank you!

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THEMYSTERYWRITER In reply to 3wyl [2019-11-08 07:15:48 +0000 UTC]

np

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THEMYSTERYWRITER [2019-11-07 06:05:12 +0000 UTC]

Oh wow, five of my stories are featured here? Awesome!

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3wyl In reply to THEMYSTERYWRITER [2019-11-07 23:52:40 +0000 UTC]

Indeed!

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Dancewithknives [2019-11-07 04:46:30 +0000 UTC]

I'm not interested in the prize, but I commented on this to help with the lit backlog.

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3wyl In reply to Dancewithknives [2019-11-07 23:52:27 +0000 UTC]

Thank you so much!

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AppleheadNightcore1 [2019-11-07 02:41:02 +0000 UTC]

Noice

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3wyl In reply to AppleheadNightcore1 [2019-11-07 23:52:38 +0000 UTC]

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SilSinn9821 [2019-11-07 01:50:25 +0000 UTC]

About six months doing constructive feedback on art… and now I am faced with doing constructive feedback on literature… How hard can it be?

Let me give it a try then…

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THEMYSTERYWRITER In reply to SilSinn9821 [2019-11-11 07:19:40 +0000 UTC]

I look forward to it

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3wyl In reply to SilSinn9821 [2019-11-07 23:53:00 +0000 UTC]

Pretty cool of you to try!

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Dancewithknives In reply to SilSinn9821 [2019-11-07 15:04:36 +0000 UTC]

Just tell the author what you thought of the story. Point out major spelling errors/syntax errors or places where the wording may have been awkward. To be honest, critiquing literature is easier than art because its actually less subjective in many regards.

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Starry-Storm [2019-11-07 00:24:48 +0000 UTC]

I’m soooo bad at constructive comments but I need the points badly.... idk what to do 

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3wyl In reply to Starry-Storm [2019-11-07 01:22:04 +0000 UTC]

Perhaps this may help with commenting on literature: Constructive Commenting: Guiding QuestionsProjectComment believes every single person on DeviantArt can write a constructive comment, but constructive commenting is not necessarily easy for us. That is why we have produced this article of questions, written with the intention to guide you in your constructive commenting should you need additional support.
Take note that the following should be used as a guide and basic foundation for your comment, not to be used or interpreted as a checklist or minimum required by ProjectComment. The below should help you expand upon your own comment, as we do not accept comments that are itemized lists. What is a Constructive Comment?

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Dancewithknives [2019-11-06 20:32:21 +0000 UTC]

That awkward moment when you realize half the stories are yours...

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THEMYSTERYWRITER In reply to Dancewithknives [2019-11-07 06:06:55 +0000 UTC]

I’m right there with you O_O

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3wyl In reply to Dancewithknives [2019-11-07 01:21:49 +0000 UTC]

Not awkward at all! Here's hoping you get some constructive comments!

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