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Old 05-03-2009, 10:26 AM   #1
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Crystal City: Tabithas Rescue (3262 words)

hi this is my story, the blurb is
a normal boy aged 13 ends up inadvertently
saving a royal from a magical kingdom and ends up becoming the next in line for her actions.

here it goes:

Chapter 1
nothingness as far as the eye could see. where was he? then he heard screaming, as if someone was shouting for help, he started running faster and faster and faster. Then suddenly, he stopped. He was there, at the wall. It was so tall, taller than you could ever imagen and he stood there, wondering what to do next.
Then heard heard it again, the screaming, it wouldn't stop. But how did he get in. he couldn't climb over and there wasn't a door. So he walked round and round the perimeter of the wall trying to find an entrance. After about ten laps he stopped and collapsed against the wall and he heard a crack surly his weight wouldn't of broken the wall.
The walls started moving, sliding apart to make a door he looked through them and saw a magical city but as he took a step forward the view started to change from that magical view to the sight of a dusty old room. He could see a woman, and a man. He couldn't quite see as the man was in the way but it looked as if he was torturing her with magic or something like that then he said, 'I Randell, evil sorcerer of crystal city, will be king and you Tabitha will be nothing but a mere slave of my fortunes. Mwah ha ha ha ha.' What was he talking about.
'Tom, Tom.' he heard some one shout. He ignored it and kept listening, but then it happened again. He started walking to the man and woman and he slipped over making a load of noise but the couple didn't bat an eyelid, it was if they couldn't see or hear him. 'Tom, wake up Tom, its time for school.'
He was awake. It was only a dream so he got ready for school and left.


Chapter 2

Night after night Tom would have this dream and he started to change. The changes were not noticeable at first but after a few weeks he started to become arrogant, ignorant and very argumentative and his mum was the first to spot his so she confronted him about it and said 'Tom I know you have been through a lot recently with your dad leaving and me having Emma and Kate but if you ever need to talk about things, about what happened with your farther and the stress of school just speak to me.' but this sparked a big argument and he started shouting things like 'you never cared about me,' and 'I wish you were dead.'
His mum calmly walked up to him, sat down beside him and whispered in his ear, 'just hear me out, I'm going to take you to the doctors as I think you not well. I think you have repressed memories or something from when you were younger, you do know you can talk to me, don't you?' Again tom started shouting, calling her every name under the sun and then blurted out,' you know nothing about me, my friends, what I like, don't like, you hate me and you know nothing about my dream!'
As soon as he mentioned his dream he realized what he had done and ran. He ran out of the house and slumped down by a tree on the field opposite his house, he stayed there for hours thinking about how he could cover up what he had said, but nothing came to him. Eventually he walked back and he stayed in his room for the rest of the night.


Chapter 3

The next day on the way to school tom felt something wasn't right. Something in the air, a gut feeling, or just the unusual tension between him and his mum. Know one knew and they still don't today but maybe some day someone will and that would make telling this story a whole lot easier.
Tom was just an ordinary boy, a few mates here and their; family that live close by; that sort of thing. He didn't know it yet but the next few weeks were gonna change his life, forever.
As I said, he kept having this dream. That the queen of a magical kingdom was in trouble. That she was being held captive by an evil sorcerer who was torturing her for some reason. He new that the dream meant something or he wouldn't of felt like this, but know matter how hard he tried to figure it out he couldn't work out what.
The next day Tom's Mum took him to the doctors and per usual it was a waist of time as he opened up to nothing. The weird thing is, the doctor asked him to leave the room so he could talk to his Mum. He listened at the door and while he did, his mum said, 'He blew up at me the other day, he called me all the names under the sun, but thats not him doc' he's not like that. Then afterwards he said, something about a dream, and that I new nothing about it.'
' I can't do any thing about it, he didn't actually say anything to me so for all I know you could be making it up, I'm not calling you a lier or anything but believe it or not it does happen' replied the doctor.
Tom heard someone push a chair a way and walk to the door so he quickly sat down on the floor, leaning against the wall and acted all innocent, even though his Mum new better.
After the doctors tom went out with his mates. They had been playing football for some time but the group soon tired of the game and had wondered in to town. Thick-shakes and chips made up for their excessive activity on the football pitch and now the group slowly strolled in the direction of home.
Suddenly Tom collapsed. His friends fussed around him, trying to find his eppie pen. He could hear his friends shouting at each other but he couldn't do anything. Slowly slipping in and out of conciseness. He woke up and he had no idea where he was, he couldn't move or see, he could just hear people rushing around him and his mum sobbing in the background saying ' my baby boys never going to be the same again.' tom wanted to get up and tell her every thing's gonna be fine but he couldn't and it tore him apart.


Chapter 4

slowly tom slipped into a long deep coma, and while he was in the coma he had that dream the one he was having before. This time it was different it was more realistic, it was like he was actually there. He could see himself as before, he couldn't. Just like before he heard the scream but this time something different happened. A map appeared in his hand and a message on that. It read 'sorry I had to put you through that just to get you hear tom, but it was the only way I could 'cos you didn't believe. You must believe tom . Or you cant save me. Please help tom. i need your help.' then the message vanished. Tom realized that the only way the queen was gonna be saved is if he saved her himself.
Tom was walking for what seamed hours following the map it was if he was walking round in circles but then in the distance he could see a glow. 'Ive found it' he said and he started running but it wasn't getting any closer.' then another message appeared. ' don't run, it just gets further away' he then chuckled to himself and walked towards the city and to his amazement. It was a matter of seconds before he was at the city walls.
Once he was at the city walls he thought to himself ' how on earth am I meant to get over that' then some bricks started glowing like a keyboard.'ah theres a password' he said to himself. Soon after, a message came up saying 'Please enter name here' so he did and to his surprise part of the wall vanished to let him in.

Chapter 5


As he walked through the magical kingdom he realized he recognized it. From a book, 'errrrm, the lost kingdom, thats the name of the city, the lost kingdom.' And from then as he walked through the city he believed less, and less, and less. Until there was nothing but darkness. And then a voice 'Tom help me, I need you to believe, please tom, yes its a book but it doesn't mean its not true. Please tom believe.' so he did and when he was in the kingdom he was outside the city walls again, this time they seamed different though. As if they didn't want to let tom in. like bouncers at a night club telling the under aged to go home. They leaned over him like colossal trees in the amazon rain forest. He typed in his name in and once again the wall vanished before him and he walked in, but this time it looked different, the houses were tall and thin, and made of all different types of crystal, rose quarts, amethyst, topaz and most of all; diamond. It looked amazing. With houses to the left and right lined up in perfect rows with a path going straight down the center, through the palace court yard and leading to the palace doors.
Inside the palace court yard there were again more houses but these ones were, errrrm different, they had gardens, and in the gardens were flowers but the odd thing was that they were two made of crystal, you could tell what flower they were because of the shape and colour but they looked ten times more beautiful than in the 'real world' as that is what the local citizens called earth. They all ran up to him because they new he was different but they looked the same, the citizens of the lost kingdom (also known as the crystal city) looked just like humans. They looked the same, they live the same, and believe it or not they also had the same religions. There were synagogues and churches, temples and shrines but the only difference to earth is that all religions live in peace and harmony.
As he walked down to the palace another message appeared on the map it said ' go to no. one thousand one hundred and eleven, he knows your coming' so tom did and believe it or not the man Dexter new he was coming.

Chapter 6

At Dexter's Tom sat down, had a cup of coffee and a slice of cake while Dexter told him about what had happened to queen Tabitha. He said ' basically, the evil sorcerer Randell wants to become king so has kidnapped queen Tabitha and is holding her hostage till she hands over here title as queen, he has taken every magical possession away from her so she cant even magic her way out' tom was confused, 'how has she been sending me those messages then and Dexter replied 'oh I forgot to tell you she can write any message on any thing with her mind, even if she doesn't know where it is.'
tom was told his job was to fight Randell and free the queen but he didn't know how as he was only 13 but Dexter told him that he can do anything if you put your mind to it.
This is where the story really begins. First dexter fitted tom's magic proof Armour (which looked like a t-shirt and jeans to you and me) which had room for a wand , some fairy dust and of course the most important, a real of fairy string(a mixture of fairy dust and flexie glue stretched so thin you can barely see it, oh I forgot to mention, it is the strongest substance in the known universe) all this fitted onto a belt attached to his jeans.
Then dexter started teaching Tom how to use a wand tom was convinced he couldn't do it as he was just a normal London chap and Dexter looked at him in amazement. 'You mean you don't know' he said
'I don't know what' replied Tom
'that your a changeling, the long lost heir to the thrown of crystal city' explained Dexter. 'yes, when you were a child Randell swapped you with a real world child so you wouldn't be able to over throw him when he cheats his way to being king, then a prophecy was made that 3 weeks before your fourteenth birthday you will come to our lost kingdom and rescue Queen Tabitha from the evil sorcerer. You cannot brake the prophecy tom you can't.'
It took some time in-fact 3 days for tom to get his head around the fact that he was a prince and next in-line for the thrown as well as being magic but as soon as he did he realized that he had to do his job.
Shortly afterwards his wand lessons started again.'Shamus your lamus' chanted Tom, trying to get his head a around the spell and wondering why its not working. ' flick the wrist Tom be one with the wand.' they both chuckled quietly and Tom tried the spell again and this time with the flick of the wrist and tadaa he could control Dexter and all his limbs separately. 'I think thats enough for today don't you?' said Dexter while Tom lowered him the floor. 'I think your right.' Replied Tom.





Chapter 7

It was a long and strenuous walk to where the queen was being held captive. All different kinds of terrain, sand, bog, off road and gravel. All up hill down hill. round this round that. But then, after days of constant walking, tom saw it, hell mansion the home of Randell the evil sorcerer.
It was a tall dark building that lent slightly to the right, with windows so small you couldn't even fit your hand through. There was always a cloud hanging around the roof top as the house was so tall. It was in the center of a thick, dense forest with a 6ft black wooden fence round the garden.
The garden was dead, with brown grass and dying wilting trees. In the center of the garden there was a path, with the only living thing in the garden on it, a tarantula it must have been about the size of an Av bit of paper. It was huge. You could see every last hair standing up on its back and right in the corner of the porch was its web. It was so big that tom could of sat on it.
Tom was terrified then he remembered what dexter told him ' you can do any thing if you put your mind to it.' this gave tom the strength to do what he needed to do and get out of there. So off he went to do his job and save his mum, but the second he stepped in the garden, he new something was wrong.
One of the spells tom was taught was a teleporting spell. You did this by closing your eyes and thinking where you want to go or who you want to be with. Tom did just that.
He closed his eyes and thought to himself that he wanted to be with the queen, and when he opened his eyes he was stood in-front of her. 'Q-Q-Q-Queen T-T-Tabitha,' he stuttered 'is t-t-that y-y-you?'
'yes my son, it is, you've come to save me, the prophecy is complete' said who tom thought was queen Tabitha, until she said the word 'prophecy'. Because from then her voice got lower and she started to change shape. 'R-R-R-Randell, what have you done with queen Tabitha?' screamed tom.
'what, that old hag, who calls herself queen'
'excuse me, that 'old hag' is my mother, the queen of crystal city and because you are holding her hostage, theoretically I have the right to kill you, what you've done is high treason Randell, and I'm not letting you get away with it, now where is she?'
' I'm not telling you, ner-nicky-ner-ner.'
' Shamus your lamus, now tell me where she is,' tom shouted while Randell was floating in mid air ' I could easily rip you apart, joint by joint until you tell me where she is. SO TELL ME!' he continued
'I'm not tell.....' Randell said
' I said, tell me; NOW!' butted in tom
'o-o-o-o-o-k-k-k-k-k, ok ill tell you, but on 1 condition, you get me down.' stuttered Randell
' you tell me, I get you down. Simple.'
' she is on room 72-72 on floor 6' replied Randell' as tom slowly hung Randell on the spike above the mantel piece and removed the wand from Randell's pocket.
' curse you kid, I new I shouldn't of trusted you'
tom ran, he ran so fast that he could barely breath. He got to the 6th floor but their was no room 7272, he looked again, and again. But no, it only went up to 74, so he thought ' maybe it was room 72, and he just repeated himself.' so he looked in room 72 and before his eyes was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen.
She had long blond flowing hair and beautiful clear, sea blue eyes. With luscious red lips, Rosie red cheeks and the cutest button nose you could ever imagine.
'Q-Q-Q-Queen Tabitha, is that you? But your...'
'don' ask questions, just give you mum a big hug. Oh, and can you untie me please.'
'yeah sure, your highness' replied tom
'well I bet your wondering, how can I be your biological mother when I don't look old enough to even buy a can of red bull. Well the answer is, when your king or queen in crystal city, you don't age you can still have children but your looks do not change' tom was still in shock from seeing his mum, so young and beautiful so he just untied her and stood their with his mouth wide open.

Chapter 8

soon after the two arrived back at crystal city tom was crowned king. He had a 24 karat gold crown embedded with diamonds, rubies, and emeralds. Of course in the real world Tom is no longer in a coma unfortunately he passed away a few days after going into the coma. His family and friends miss him dearly and would do anything to have him back but he has a better life here.
Some of you may of guessed, I am Tom. A forty year old man, married to Dexter's daughter Cindy. With two children; Samantha (who is current queen of crystal city) and Stephan who is getting married tomorrow.
And well for Randell, he hung on that spike for many a year until the construction workers went to knock his come down and let him off. But he is an old old man now who is to frail to try any thing like that again. So hear I am. Writing the first of what I hope to be many of my adventures as king of Crystal City.


this is just the basic draft. it is quite short but i am trying to make it longer


in advance, thanks for the advice


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Old 05-06-2009, 05:03 PM   #2
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Hey, before I'll ever read this you'll need to clean up your grammar and spelling. Take more time over the story before unleashing it on the world.

Rescue has a C in it, use a spell checker on your work.
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Hey, before I'll ever read this you'll need to clean up your grammar and spelling. Take more time over the story before unleashing it on the world.

Rescue has a C in it, use a spell checker on your work.
sorry about the spelling mistake i do know how to spell rescue, it just i was in a rush thats all. and sorry about my grammer, that and spelling are the things that let me down.
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Nothingness as far as the eye could see. Where was he? He heard screaming, as if someone was shouting for help. He started running faster and faster and faster. Then suddenly, he had to stop. He was at a dead end, right next to a wall. It was so tall, taller than one could ever imagine. He stood there, wondering what in the world he should do next.

Then heard heard it again, the screaming, it came from across the wall, and it wouldn't stop. But how could he get in? He couldn't climb over the wall, and there wasn't a door that he could see. So he walked around and around the perimeter of the wall trying to find an entrance. After a while, he realized he couldn't get in, so he stopped and collapsed against the wall.

Crack.

Knowing that his weight couldn't be nearly enough to break through the wall, he jumped back in surprise.
The walls started moving, sliding apart to make a door. He looked through them and saw that there was a magical city past them.

But as he took a hesitant step forward, the view started to change from that of a golden city to that of a dusty old room. He could see a woman(delete comma) and a man. The man was in the way of his vision, but it looked as if he was torturing her. There were little bolts of energy that were arcing across the room at the maiden.

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hen he said, "I, Randell, Dark Sorcerer of this crystal city, shall be king. And you, little princess/queen Tabitha, will be nothing but a mere slave of my fortunes."

"Tom. Tom!" he heard someone shout. He ignored it and kept listening, but then it happened again. "Tom, wake up Tom! Its time for school!"

He awoke, feeling slightly relieved and disappointed at the same time. It was only a dream. So he got up to get ready, the dream still fresh in his mind. It had seemed too vivid.


Whew! That was intense. I looked over the rest of the chapters and realized something: You need to edit this first. Change the (')s to (")s. Capitalize sentences. Take out commas and make them full sentences. And as said before: Spell check!

As for the idea so far: It seems a little cliche, to be honest. I'm not sure, because I haven't read the rest. But this seems like your typical "save the princess, save the world" thing. I'm still interested in reading more, howev. I have faith this could be more.
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None of the following comments are meant to offend. I hope they help you.


The first problem is grammar. In some cases you have two and three sentences combined into one, without having any conjunctions. A conjunction is words like "and" or "but". They allow those long sentences to read properly. Let me give you example of a place where you've gone wrong:

He ran out of the house and slumped down by a tree on the field opposite his house, he stayed there for hours thinking about how he could cover up what he had said . . .

Those are two sentences separated by a comma. This is what's known as a "comma splice". It's a grammatical error. You either need to take a new sentence (full-stop, capital letter), or you need to put in the word "and" where you have the comma.

'curse you kid, I new I shouldn't of trusted you'

Unfortunately, this sentence is a calamity of errors. First, you need to capitalise words at the start of a new sentence. Second, the word "kid" here is a parenthetical clause, and thus needs to be set off by a comma. Third, that should be "knew". And last, the term is "shouldn't have" trusted you. The second should read like this:

'Curse you, kid. I knew I shouldn't have trusted you.'

I don't mean to belittle your work. I'm sure that in the excitement of writing this piece, you didn't bother thinking about grammar and spelling. However, the harsh reality is that you need to understand the basics of writing. It doesn't matter if you have the greatest story in the world -- you then need to be able to express it in words. Commas, full-stops, paragraphs, capital letters -- they all are important in their own way.

Look at it this way: If you want to be a good swimmer, you have to learn how to stay afloat in the water first, right? Likewise, if you want to be a good writer, you have to learn the basics first. The way to do that is to read books of your chosen genre and books on grammar.

Hope this helps.

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I actually enjoyed the story, though somethings were kinda of ummm....unno! HELL Mansion.

And when he came across Randell, I was like "OMG" Fable 2 ending all over.

other then that, I thought it was pretty awesome.
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thanks for all the comments, as i said before, grammer and spelling are not my strong points, so i apologise.
i will take all these critiques into account along with any future ones.
once again, thanks
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Firstly the blurb, For Her actions a Boy becomes next in line.
Secondly in all your posts you refer to yourself as "i". You are a human being, a unique and important individual, you deserve a capital "I" and should always give yourself one.
As far as the story goes I am not sure I can add much to what has been said already. You obviously enjoyed yourself writing it, and in some ways that is very much what counts, but the slightly more tedious going through and editing all the spell chack words and correcting what you can see is important too if you want to share the story. People don't mind going through and pointing out when you muddle things like two, too and to, we all do that sort of thing sometimes, but when the machine puts a line under it to draw your attention it is really down to you.
If you want to up your word count it is quite bare in some places, for example the wall, what was it made of, was it a single piece, like porcelain, or separate bricks, uneven blocks of different sizes? What colour was it? Was he caught in the sun against it or standing in its shadow? You can set the tone for the next part using things like this, standing in blazing sunlight under a dead smooth, white porcelain wall is quite different from being slumped at the foot of a wall of massive, black, granite blocks, dripping with water and slime. Working it over and improving it only seems like a chore after the first flush of exciting creation, when you get into it it can be totally absorbing and the more times you read through the more things you can find to do, both to improve the way you express yourself and to add depth and meaning. This is a super beginning, I think you could really please yourself with bit more time spent on it.
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First thing, don't forget to go through your work and make sure you've capitalised the beginning of each sentence.

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screaming, as if someone was shouting for help, he started running faster and faster and faster.
This bit needs to be sharper and punchier. It might be better if you replaced the second comma with a full stop.

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Then suddenly, he stopped.
Pet hate. I'm not a big fan of the word suddenly, maybe this would be sharper without the "then suddenly"?

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It was so tall, taller than you could ever (imagen) and he stood there, wondering what to do next.
Imagine.

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Then (heard) [he] heard it again, the screaming[;] it wouldn't stop
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But how did he get in.[?]
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After about ten laps he stopped and collapsed against the wall and he heard a crack[,] sur[e]ly his weight wouldn't of broken the wall.

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The walls started moving, sliding apart to make a door[.] he looked through them and saw a magical city but as he took a step forward the view started to change from that magical view to the sight of a dusty old room.
Reminds me a little bit of Narnia...

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'I Randell, evil sorcerer of crystal city,
I'm not sure if it's convincing enough of the character. Would you really call yourself evil?

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Mwah ha ha ha ha.'
I'm not a fan of putting the laugh in speech. (In my opinion) it's better to describe the laugh than include it in the speech.

To me, this feels more like a prologue than a first chapter.

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and said[:] 'Tom I know
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tom felt [that] something wasn't right.
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Something in the air, a gut feeling, or just the unusual tension between him and his mum.
Nice sentence! Good work.

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Know one knew
Nobody

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Tom was just an ordinary boy, a few mates here and their; family that live close by; that sort of thing.
Far too blasé, as the reader we're supposed to feel for the main character and his past can help us do that. Don't steam roller it. *

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were gonna change his life, forever.
Going to.

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As I said, he kept having this dream.
This may be better deleted it doesn't do much for the telling of the story.

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That the queen of a magical kingdom was in trouble.
You might want to change this a bit. It comes across a bit stereotypical.

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That she was being held captive by an evil sorcerer who was torturing her for (some) reason.
"An unknown" would be better than some. Some comes across a tad slangy.

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he wouldn't (of) felt like this,
Should be "have". I used to do this all the time .

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The next day Tom's Mum took him to the doctors and [as] per usual it was a (waist) of time as he opened up to nothing
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Should be "waste".

I'm not calling you a lier [liar]or anything but believe it or not it does happen[,]' replied the doctor.


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baby boy[']s never going to be the same again.'
Apart from the grammatical errors, which can be worked on , one of the biggest problems facing this piece is that not enough empathy is generated toward the character. We seem to just stoll through his life and not really take much notice. We need to really take a good look at his life and climb into his shoes. The character needs to become more three dimensional, we want to know what really drives them.

To be honest I think you've split your chapters prematurely too. I've only read the first three, but these could be rolled into one.

Good luck, keep it up. I might return to have a look at the other chapters at another point.

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Old 05-20-2009, 04:30 PM   #11
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in the very first draft i had some back story about him, why his life was so tough and all that as the prologue, but i was then told to avoid this as it was 'info-dump' but one of my friends loved getting to know the MC more. what do you think i should do, put it back in or keep it how it is?
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I'd recommend posting it up. I'll take a look at it, if you like, and give my opinion?
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Old 05-20-2009, 09:25 PM   #13
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Dude, I was totally going to space this out for you, but then I remembered I'm not a good person and you are from the uk.

Put your writing into word, take its suggestions. Bold, underline and center your titles(chapters 1 etc) and maybe even give it a larger font. Then correct your spelling mistakes(seriously, if you don't have a dictionary Dictionary.com) and read your work, putting space and punctuation where it is necessary. Also leave a line inbetween paragraphs, its strenuous to read off a computer screen so you cant simply end the line like you would when writing on paper.

Do all that, and I'll read it and help you with what else is left.
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Chapter 2:

Night after night Tom would have this dream and he started to change(This is kind of an awkward sentence. And a brash way to start a new chapter.). The changes were not noticeable at first, but after a few weeks he started to become arrogant, ignorant, and very ('Very' is a filler word that can almost always be left out. It really doesn't add much more than 6 letters.) argumentative and his mum was the first to spot his so she confronted him about it and said 'Tom I know you have been through a lot recently with your dad leaving and me having Emma and Kate but if you ever need to talk about things, about what happened with your farther and the stress of school just speak to me.' but this sparked a big argument and he started shouting things like 'you never cared about me,' and 'I wish you were dead.'(This is a long, run-on sentence that should be broken up several times. Also, typically, when someone speaks it creates a new paragraph, as to make the transition from speech to narrative easier on the readers' eyes.)
His mum calmly walked up to him, sat down beside him, and whispered in his ear, 'Jjust hear me out,. I'm going to take you to the doctors as I think you not well. I think you have repressed memories or something from when you were younger(This seems a strange thing for a mother to say.),. Yyou do know you can talk to me, don't you?' Again('Again' should be after 'shouting') Ttom started shouting, calling her every name under the sun and then blurted out,' Yyou know nothing about me, my friends, what I like, or don't like,. Yyou hate me and you know nothing about my dream!'
As soon as he mentioned his dream he realized what he had done and ran. He ran out of the house and slumped down by a tree on the field opposite his house,. Hhe stayed there for hours thinking about how he could cover up what he had said, but nothing came to him. Eventually, he walked back and he stayed in his room for the rest of the night.
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I realise I came off rather strongly, but you need to do this for most work to be taken seriously, and to get read; except by people with massive amounts of spare time.

You'll never sell a book if you have spelling and/or grammar errors.

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