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Hipster Slut 15/03/27(Fri)08:06 No. 17409 [Reply]

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Hello, /lit/erates.

Could I have some constructive criticism? I accidentally wrote an overly involved thing while responding in a thread. It might have potential?

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I grew up in an extremely Southern Baptist household, which meant that I also grew up thinking that ritual cannibalism and live burial wasn't weird. You may take every stereotype you're now thinking of and then apply it to the first ten years of my existence. Young earthers high on Jesus, the Spirit, dodgy epistemology, and an ensuing even dodgier understanding of the hard sciences. We were the chosen few and demons crept in every shadow. Little hawks that knew it was the most noble to join the service of our country (for She was Blessed) or the Lord. Perhaps they were the same thing.

It was a gradual descent from this all-consuming light, but eventually when my eyes adjusted to the dark I was quite dissatisfied with the gaps in my knowledge re: reality. I hid textbooks I stole from the public high school in the ceiling of my church's youthroom. They supplemented and frankly surpassed my homeschooling on the four days of the week I was there. It was a simple matter to stand on stacked chairs and poke a ceiling tile aside with a yardstick. There was no insulation in that layer, which was fortunate.

I still love mythology. When people talk about their gods, they talk about themselves, except for when they talk about their government or dreams or truth. It's ugly and fascinating.

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So, the homemade bomb club is a result of zero parental supervision, mutually enabling pyromania, and unscrupulous fireworks stands.
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Hipster Slut 15/04/09(Thu)01:29 No. 17415

Psh, Pshaw! You Southern Baptists with your organized national structure and you're endless efforts to mollify the PC Psychos; how can you summon up the gall to actually classify yourself fundamentalists? Now, I grew up in a zealot Missionary Baptist household in the rural South, and my only contact with Outside Civilization was our trips to the nearest vice-filled City...a cotton-farming burg of maybe a thousand souls, sixteen miles away; we made this journey three or four times a year for the first sixteen years of my life. Yes, William Faulkner wrote stories about boys like me.

Which didn't mean that by the time I was fifteen I hadn't decided that all that religious fluffernutter that had been ramrodded down my throat was complete bullshit; I kept my incipient Atheism to myself until I was big enough and fast enough to outrun my Dad if he decided to kill me...and to whip him if he did manage to catch me. The folks never really accepted my (lack of) beliefs, though; vindictive people, Baptists.

As for a critique of your written account, I am really left not knowing what to make of it; how is growing up in a repressive, fanatical household (which I can sympathize with) have to do with your delvings into the exciting and colorful world of Improvised Explosives (which I can also sympathize with)? What we have is a beginning and an end (just like in the Bible, remember; "I AM ALPHA AND OMEGA..."), with nothing connecting the two. We go from Prayer Meeting to pipe-bombs. We need another two chapters, maybe more, to tie the narrative together into a whole.

I would be interested in reading the completed tale. I will leave you with words spoken to me often during the tail-end of my formative years, "Kill a Commie for Mommy" (for whatever reason, my Mom never developed any true-blue, red-blooded affection for this sentiment; Baptists...go figure.)

Hipster Slut 15/04/21(Tue)03:25 No. 17419

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Seems a little long winded. Know what I mean? The prose is good, nice and meaty. Add a dash a dash of youthful desperation, synthesize a story arc, maybe give it a little more scope. Your experience is a relatable one, to me and doubtlessly many others, so if I were you I'd attempt to add a bit of something. A sinister suggestion of unanswered possibility perhaps. Pick an experience out of that vast wealth of sensory knowledge and supply it with that acidity you felt when you were knee deep in it and see what comes.

sup!0CTLGCICdI 14/07/01(Tue)15:30 No. 17217 [Reply]

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hey /lit/ does anyone of you know where i could download a pdf of this book?

sup!0CTLGCICdI 14/07/01(Tue)15:32 No. 17218

>>17217
or even better, on which portals should i search?

Hipster Slut 13/01/30(Wed)13:27 No. 16625 [Reply]

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So, I wrote a short story, I wondered if 7Chan's /lit/izens would like to read it.

http://roryedd.tumblr.com/post/26799038311

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Hipster Slut 14/05/06(Tue)11:40 No. 17154

Not bad but not good either.

Hipster Slut 14/05/12(Mon)00:29 No. 17166

>>16625
I have little interest in reading the entire story, but I believe that what I read was pretty bad. I just have a few points that I think I should make.
>A November breeze swept over Henry and he instinctively held a paper cup full of warm coffee just a bit closer to his chest.
I believe that this sentence would be more effective if the order was reversed. What I mean is that you should mention first that he held the coffee closer to his chest and then mention the November breeze.
Also in this instance, it is better to say that he moved the coffee cup or something, rather than to say that he held the coffee cup.
>He had been standing in line for nearly twelve hours along with millions of other people waiting for their messages.
Now, at this point, the reader obviously doesn't know what the fuck you're talking about. That's fine, but I think that talking about the messages here is a mistake. I see that the MC soon after has a conversation with a girl, and she mentions the messages. So why not let that part introduce the reader to the messages?
In fact, you don't even need to mention that he had been waiting in line. Show, don't tell.
And how does there exist a line of millions of people, anyway? That just doesn't even make sense.
>Morning broke slowly, and he watched beams of piercing morning light shine down the street and reflect brightly off of store windows.
I think this sentence is redundant and unnecessary. In fact, with a few minor alterations, this sentence could have been the first one. The first two sentences were not necessary at all.
What is the timeline by the end of the first paragraph? It is:
>breeze sweeps over MC and he adjusts his coffee cup
>morning breaks and MC watches light reflect off store windows
So, what, did morning break immediately after he adjusted his coffee cup? Had morning already broken by the time he adjusted his coffee cup, and you are only now informing the reader of this? Or did it occur after he adjusted the coffee cup, but also after some time had passed? Did they happen at the same time? You have to inform the reader of these things, otherwise your timeline will be a jumbled and ambiguous mess.
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Hipster Slut 14/05/16(Fri)20:06 No. 17175

What stuck out to me for some reason was how often you kept calling him Henry, but there were only two main characters so I guess it's to be expected.

Books Wanted Please Strider 14/12/27(Sat)05:10 No. 17380 [Reply]

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so has anyone found or made a pdf scan or copy of Megaverse In Flanes yet if so i would love to get a copy of the link to it, or if possivle a link to the Rifter books 58 - 68, and also if possible a link to pdfs of the Dragon Tree Press game books especially the Dragon Tree Spellbook, also if needed i can provide a link to all current palladium books up to World Book 35 and all Rifter books up to 57

CrackedCoconut 14/05/29(Thu)13:48 No. 17189 [Reply]

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So the new Dresden Files book has been out for a few days. I finished reading it night before last. What does Lit think of it? Anyone else read it?

Personally I think its rather middle of the road, especially compared to Cold Days but its still pretty good. Please use spoiler tags where appropriate.

Hipster Slut 13/08/26(Mon)00:21 No. 16966 [Reply]

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Would any of you happen to know of good websites that would help a relatively poor college student who would rather get pdfs of books than pay the bullshit fees for them? I've found a few websites, but most don't really seem to have anything substantial on them.

Hipster Slut 13/10/13(Sun)02:50 No. 17014

www.libgen dot org

Hipster Slut 14/05/16(Fri)09:49 No. 17174 [Reply]

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When is someone gonna stand up and say no more homographs! I think we need to end the use of homograph for the good of all future children.

Rabbit Republic Hipster Slut 13/11/04(Mon)18:28 No. 17040 [Reply]

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“wow this is so cool! how do you not get lost down here?” “Very carefully” ‘how do the Authorities not know about this? there’s no cameras or recorders or anything that I can see. are they hidden?
“no this place is safe. You could do anything down here. he grabbed her around the waist. “anythings huh.” she said nervously. “you said you wanted to live free right?” “yeah. But, what if-”no what if so long as no one talks about it up above people can come down here for an hour, a day, or maybe a lifetime and never be captured searched or interrogated. she almost asked another question but his tongue blocked her words. She could feel his fear and urgency. it only reminded her of the butterflies in her stomach which always made her lose concentration.

Afterward they lay on the damp earth staring into the dark. “Can I trust you Moni?” “I don’t know can you” “I’m serious.” “so am I. I want you to trust me but I've never seen you trust anyone for the last 6 years I've seen you and uh… noticed you, you never talk to anyone.”

“ How big are these tunnels anyways?” “big” “Do people live down here?” it was silent. in the dark she wondered if he had disappeared “Yes people live down here” “do you know any of them?” “yes.” hope and fear filled her. Could I meet them?” “maybe”
“have you ever met someone with an umm a kind of talent that people aren’t suppose to have?”
He chuckled. “yeah, a few”
“ would you believe me if I told you that sometimes I can see what other people see. It’s hard to control who but I felt something when I saw you.” “ You felt me feeling you” “you mean people know” Some do, but don't worry most people are oblivious.” She got a chill. he sat up and pulled her into his lap “do you want to meet someone who can teach you how to do so much more?” “yeah!” Ok meet me at the same spot tomorrow”

They lit another glow stick and started heading out of the decaying tunnels. They were near the surface when they heard men shouting and someone screaming. he didn’t say a word only shoved the stick deep in his jacket pocket, grabbed Moni firmly by the hand and ran. They passed the spot where they had made love she wondered if everyone could feel the past in a place like she could.

After she was certain they would be running forever she heard a voice not with her ears WHO GOES THERE? help they're coming! she thought but a rope ladder hit her in the face before she could finish her thought.

The dim light burned her eyes. “they found the tunnels“ everything happened at once. “Monica, I’m going to use your energy to send out a warning” The plump, wizened lady took her wrist right before Moni feinted.
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maninahat 13/11/14(Thu)21:46 No. 17046

* Fix the formatting and paragraphing so that I can tell who is saying what.
* How does a dim light burn someone's eyes. Surely it would seem bright, if it were to do that?
* "captured, searched or interrogated" doesn't sound very natural, and doesn't make much sense. They both know what happens when you get caught, so they wouldn't mention it. This line only exists for expository purposes, and it does it very clumsily.
* Butterflies in stomachs are a cliche. Think of a more interesting way to describe how someone is nervous.
* Would a couple really want to lie in the "damp earth" in a dark "decaying" tunnel? Sounds pretty mood killing.
* '"Help they are coming!" she thought but a rope ladder hit her face before she could finish the thought.' Jesus. That makes no damn sense.

Ryū Murakami Hello 14/02/11(Tue)18:42 No. 17111 [Reply]

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Can anyone suggest some books like: Piercing, Almost Transparent Blue and In The Miso Soup ... They're all by Ryū Murakami so I'm looking for books and authors similar to him.

Hipster Slut 14/05/05(Mon)22:35 No. 17153

Have you read 1Q84?

I have to ask... Do you know a man who goes by the name Endo?

Hipster Slut 14/05/09(Fri)15:54 No. 17164

>>17111
but In the Miso Soup was so shit... the prose is stunted, awkward and probably badly translated...

Word lover 13/10/12(Sat)22:40 No. 16999 [Reply]

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I can't think of a better place to do this than on an image board, where pictures can accompany a post.
Feel free to read if you want to share knowledge, but I'll be posting regardless. Feel free to correct any misinterpretations as well.

lierne (lee-urn)
noun
A tertiary rib of a vault used for decoration rather than support/outlining.

Primary rib: main rib
Secondary rib: "tierceron"
Tertiary rib: "lierne"

Main ribs are those which define the shape of the roof, which can be found horizontally and vertically. Tiercerons connect main ribs, which are diagonal. Liernes are the lines which may connect the tiercerons and main ribs. They are the smallest of three.

From out standpoint, it appears the main ribs aren't horizontal. Just change your point of view as though you are directly under the main rib.

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Word+lover 13/12/01(Sun)05:46 No. 17071

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drosera (draw-sir-ah)
noun
a small carnivorous plant that uses its sticky hair-like tips to catch prey.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cZ7Fws1HaL0

Hipster Slut 13/12/08(Sun)00:01 No. 17073

I am actually learning something here. What an unusual experience.

Hipster Slut 14/03/30(Sun)06:37 No. 17126

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stolon (pronounced stolen)
noun
a twine-like horizontal stem branching off from the roots of a parent plant which serves as a reproduction mechanism at the nodules along the stem where daughter plants grow. It can be an invasive plant when the chain becomes large.

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