
This is a PROLOGUE for a story I want to write in the near future. :) Comment on it and let me know what you think. Hopefully I'll be able to complete this along with my other projects.
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I think you have an interesting idea here. I like the narrator's voice. I like the librarian/raconteur-esque setup. However, you spend too much time setting up your story. Almost this entire piece is pure exposition, with you telling things that happen, never showing them. That said, I found it very difficult to get involved with Silverfur. I'm not sure you intend to keep this prologue, but if you do, may I respectfully suggest you create at least a few scenes? I'll give you an example.
You wrote:
My father had fought to prevent such atrocities, and to see them now occurring in spite of the efforts of his brother and him truly disturbed him. He began to act in secret against the king. He stole from the palace almost brazenly and returned the wealth to the neediest. In time, others joined him. They did not trust him fully, for Haral is a kingdom of foxes, who have a terrible rivalry with wolves and have since the days of our feral ancestors. Yet they also found that they had much in common with him: namely a hatred for the king, and a desire to help those most injured by the policies of the royalty.
If I were in your furry paws, I might write:
My father, Silverfur, fought to prevent such atrocities. Though he was but one, he was certain he'd done the job right.
One day, Silverfur sauntered into town. The sun waxed high, dust kicked up at his heels. Sword tight against his hip, he noticed that the house roofs sagged more than he remembered. Pups rollicked in the street in just enough clothes to cover the essentials. Silverfur grabbed the arm of a passing old badger. The old one, eyes bleared, smacked his toothless jaws.
"Whaddya need, sirrah?"
"What happened here?" A feeling like the world was coming to an end made my father's heart beat a little faster.
By using Silverfur's name instead of "my father" all the time, I've made the narrator less noticeable so the reader can get more into the story. (In fact, I recommend after using that epithet once or twice you dispose of it completely.) By adding dialogue, more description, and some action, I've modified the story's pacing.
But looking at the end of the prologue, I see that's where your story actually begins. Since this is so (or if it is so), I recommend you toss the prologue and weave Silverfur's backstory throughout the tale. It will give a smoother, more interesting flavor to your work.
I don't know if this was what you were looking for, and if I've overstepped my bounds or insulted you, you have my sincerest apologies. I think this idea has a lot of potential. I'd read more of it were it available. Perhaps I'll keep watch on you. I like the way you think.
You wrote:
My father had fought to prevent such atrocities, and to see them now occurring in spite of the efforts of his brother and him truly disturbed him. He began to act in secret against the king. He stole from the palace almost brazenly and returned the wealth to the neediest. In time, others joined him. They did not trust him fully, for Haral is a kingdom of foxes, who have a terrible rivalry with wolves and have since the days of our feral ancestors. Yet they also found that they had much in common with him: namely a hatred for the king, and a desire to help those most injured by the policies of the royalty.
If I were in your furry paws, I might write:
My father, Silverfur, fought to prevent such atrocities. Though he was but one, he was certain he'd done the job right.
One day, Silverfur sauntered into town. The sun waxed high, dust kicked up at his heels. Sword tight against his hip, he noticed that the house roofs sagged more than he remembered. Pups rollicked in the street in just enough clothes to cover the essentials. Silverfur grabbed the arm of a passing old badger. The old one, eyes bleared, smacked his toothless jaws.
"Whaddya need, sirrah?"
"What happened here?" A feeling like the world was coming to an end made my father's heart beat a little faster.
By using Silverfur's name instead of "my father" all the time, I've made the narrator less noticeable so the reader can get more into the story. (In fact, I recommend after using that epithet once or twice you dispose of it completely.) By adding dialogue, more description, and some action, I've modified the story's pacing.
But looking at the end of the prologue, I see that's where your story actually begins. Since this is so (or if it is so), I recommend you toss the prologue and weave Silverfur's backstory throughout the tale. It will give a smoother, more interesting flavor to your work.
I don't know if this was what you were looking for, and if I've overstepped my bounds or insulted you, you have my sincerest apologies. I think this idea has a lot of potential. I'd read more of it were it available. Perhaps I'll keep watch on you. I like the way you think.
Thanks for the comment. I do appreciate it. :) The main reason for the prologue being written this way is that much of what I describe here has already taken place. It was based on an RP I did with a friend of mine at Furcadia, and a long-one at that. To describe everything in as much detail as I wanted would have been a book in and of itself.
That said, the purpose here is to give the reader an idea of what to expect, and I think they will be able to become connected with the protagonist easily enough.
I'll take all you've said into consideration for certain. Once again, thanks for the comment.
That said, the purpose here is to give the reader an idea of what to expect, and I think they will be able to become connected with the protagonist easily enough.
I'll take all you've said into consideration for certain. Once again, thanks for the comment.
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