for Any Time Of Year5/29/2006 c2 Caine
Very nice Jack. Weird, kind of creepy, reminds me of osmething I might right. But not really, I hate writing in first person.
Very nice Jack. Weird, kind of creepy, reminds me of osmething I might right. But not really, I hate writing in first person.
4/8/2006 c1 Sara
your writing is beautiful, and it takes just that to move someone with a story. Please continue this story with haste. I will be waiting. -SEA
your writing is beautiful, and it takes just that to move someone with a story. Please continue this story with haste. I will be waiting. -SEA
3/6/2006 c2 darkmaster1055
Wow. I certainly didnt think that one would take this in the direction you did. Hotel California was a great song, and hell, Eagles was a great band, but this was a great story. Your writing style reminded me of the Dark Tower, for some reason. Very good, keep it up.
Wow. I certainly didnt think that one would take this in the direction you did. Hotel California was a great song, and hell, Eagles was a great band, but this was a great story. Your writing style reminded me of the Dark Tower, for some reason. Very good, keep it up.
3/1/2006 c2 
3PencilGuardian
...um...eh, whoa. All kinds of wrong, that right there. *shivers and blinks* Okay. Now I can think. First, you have a definite talent for imagery. I wish I could write as beautifully as this. I love 'Hotel California,' but never in my wildest imaginings would I have taken it in this wholly terrible direction. This piece reminds me very much of the works of James Tiptree Jr. His stuff is usually very emotionally charged, bizarre and just plain disturbing like this. But you're a little more stylish in the execution. I don't think I like the last line, though. Why would our protagonist care what his name was? Wouldn't he rather "dance to forget" since he ate the guy?
3PencilGuardian...um...eh, whoa. All kinds of wrong, that right there. *shivers and blinks* Okay. Now I can think. First, you have a definite talent for imagery. I wish I could write as beautifully as this. I love 'Hotel California,' but never in my wildest imaginings would I have taken it in this wholly terrible direction. This piece reminds me very much of the works of James Tiptree Jr. His stuff is usually very emotionally charged, bizarre and just plain disturbing like this. But you're a little more stylish in the execution. I don't think I like the last line, though. Why would our protagonist care what his name was? Wouldn't he rather "dance to forget" since he ate the guy?