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Post by mrsmoe on Mar 15, 2024 22:48:53 GMT
Jingles still isn't finished, but I've still added plenty to it. I don't really have much to say other than I hope you all enjoy it~ Jingles by MrsMoe
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Post by mrsmoe on Apr 6, 2024 0:05:40 GMT
I deeply apologize for how long this story took to write. I kinda felt burnt out for a while and struggled to write as fast or as much as I did a few months ago. Despite that, I hope you can all enjoy this story now that it's finished. I'm a bit iffy on some the dialogue, but maybe I'm being too critical idk. Jingles by MrsMoe
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Post by jelly on Apr 6, 2024 2:22:26 GMT
I deeply apologize for how long this story took to write. I kinda felt burnt out for a while and struggled to write as fast or as much as I did a few months ago. Despite that, I hope you can all enjoy this story now that it's finished. I'm a bit iffy on some the dialogue, but maybe I'm being too critical idk. Jingles by MrsMoeDon't apologies for taking your time! Sometimes it helps to take breaks, especially if you're burnt out. (Rambling about the end of the story bellow:) The pie at the end was such a great touch! (Although, youch, that must still be quite hot!) Everyone just turning on each other rather than take any faults, man... and that last line really hammering in how Emily feels like she's been shaped to be belittled, but can't separate her self image with a feeling of dependance/connection to the rest of her family... <-- (this wording may be a bit off, I'm a bit tired right now ) For original works, I always tend to write things in a bit of a roundabout or obscuring way, so it's been nice reading your writing where you tend to take a fairly straightforward metaphor and expand on that in an interesting way! It's neat!
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Post by mrsmoe on Apr 20, 2024 2:19:46 GMT
Here's an interesting exercise I did with my counselor. I showed her "The Stairs" to show her how I use creativity as a vehicle for introspection and she gave me an assignment. She asked me to rewrite the ending to symbolize what an ideal, fulfilling life for me would be and show what would happen if everything actually went write. The first couple paragraphs are right from the middle of the original version and they remain unchanged, but it quickly diverges. The Stairs (Redux) by MrsMoe
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