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How come I can't edit it?I'm thinking you are going to get some feedback on this last post, Conner B.
You have a 10 minute edit time. You can PM our mods and I am sure they can help you out if you want to change anything.How come I can't edit it?
A lot of them are pretty dysfunctional people. If you think you've got problems, you're in good company.
Sylvia Plath- Clinically depressed for most of her life, culminating in her suicide at the age of thirty.
Ernest Hemingway- A
Bret Easton Ellis- Had a troubled childhood, recreationally used drugs, and to this day remains a self-described misanthrope.
Jim Thompson- A severe alcoholic.
Patricia Highsmith- A brutal, severely depressed, alcoholic misanthrope. Once brought a handbag full of snails and a head of lettuce to a cocktail party, apparently just to mess with people. Essentially the Id personified.
Harlan Ellison- Look up "bitter old man" in the dictionary, you'd probably see this guy.
Edgar Allan Poe- The quintessential "tortured artist".
Mark Twain- If The Mysterious Stranger is anything to go by, his last years on Earth were not very happy.
The Marquis De Sade- Okay, do I REALLY need to go into this one?
Oh, I dunno. Writers don't think like everybody else. Most of them are pretty okay and find a way to function, but I do think a lot might be off-kilter. A little or a lot. The people around me hear about the strangest things that I'm pretty sure don't come up in normal people's conversations. And I've been known to stop in my tracks to look at... anything. A bug, clump of flowers, sky, car. Anything that sparks my imagination. In the course of a few thoughts, I'll guess at the endless possibilities that could involve... whatever and I'll tuck it away for future reference.I'm thinking you are going to get some feedback on this last post, Conner B.
I thought it was 30 minutes..? It's only ten? Didn't know that.You have a 10 minute edit time. You can PM our mods and I am sure they can help you out if you want to change anything.
I thought it was 30 minutes..? It's only ten? Didn't know that.
....if it was the main character having sex, I imagine it was probably a fish dish.....I hate it when a writer gives me five full pages of sex and neglects to tell me what the main character has for supper.
THIS. Stephanie Meyer writes so poorly, and she's a millionaire. I know I'm no Stephen King, but DANG. Come on! If she can write like that and sell so much, I should at least be getting somewhere.
I mean no disrespect to Twilight fans. I'm just jealous as all get-out.
Are there still Twilight fans running around out there? Thought we'd rounded all of them up??
Maybe it would sweeten the pot if Tucker Longwood was a werewolf. Nah...you still might need that wood chipper.I hate reading about an obscenely wealthy, beautiful, morally sound protagonist. Something like, Tucker Longwood could have retired comfortably at twenty five on his massive trust fund, but instead he did pro bono detective work for impoverished inner city families and spent his weekends picking up trash from the highway. Although Hannah often begged him to give it all up and go sailing around the world with her, Tucker simply couldn't do it. He needed meaning in his life, something his supermodel girlfriend would never understand.
Oh god, if this character doesn't fall in a wood chipper by the next chapter I'm burning the book. Save yer little wish fullfillment fantasies for the chumps.
no worriesmy bad, dear moderators, i doubled my previous comment because of my crappy net, please delete the second one, lol