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A Cooning of Age ch 1 [scrapped]
My first attempt at writing, and yet another project that is going to get in the way of the others. I see no self-inflicted breakdown on the horizon, do you?
Anyway, this might seem a little familiar to anyone who's been a TF reader for more than 5 years, I'll wait to see if anyone can name the person whose plot I'm lifting off of.
This story is expected to be torn apart by expert Socratic,
russetwolf13 but anyone with their own two cents, I'll gladly take it.
Anyway, this might seem a little familiar to anyone who's been a TF reader for more than 5 years, I'll wait to see if anyone can name the person whose plot I'm lifting off of.
This story is expected to be torn apart by expert Socratic,

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I'm not a master critic, I've just read enough books to have a range of experience on the subject. If I were to define a master critic it'd have to be someone who can parse the difference between a 2 out of 5 and a 1 out of 5 book, if you graded them on a scale.
Which you don't, number scales are stupid, but if you did a master critic would be able to, in detail, tell you what made two books below the half way mark on the scale different enough to warrant distinction from each other.
Which you don't, number scales are stupid, but if you did a master critic would be able to, in detail, tell you what made two books below the half way mark on the scale different enough to warrant distinction from each other.
Alright, case well made. You're not a master critic. Still, I trust your judgement--more than you probably want me to.
You're not out to make friends with the story. You know what you want, when you didn't get it, and have never been afraid to let people know so. Even a scrap of ill logic or the ingeniune and you hold it up for the author to see; prestige, flare, and whimsy be damned. I envy that about you.
You're not out to make friends with the story. You know what you want, when you didn't get it, and have never been afraid to let people know so. Even a scrap of ill logic or the ingeniune and you hold it up for the author to see; prestige, flare, and whimsy be damned. I envy that about you.
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