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Personally @BT Jones ; IMO--for me--the competitions here have nothing to do with votes, catching the masses eye, or cuing in on the majorities appeal...or whatever. They're about taking something which eliminates the need to generate a general idea (making your work easier--like a picture), and writing the most compact story you can. Then tweaking it over and again to get everything you want to say in that short space.

You can't do that with a novel for instance. BUT, I'll take the lessons learned--and most of all that lean and crisp mindset--and as I work through my edits lean out my phrasing prodding each sentence, paragraph (or in this case, a page worth) to have the most impact for the shortest amount of space.

I'll be posting in this thread after the comp my original for critique--which I don't care about--and the woulda'-coulda'-shoulda' post entry edit. You'll see what I mean. My first version was first thoughts with just enough editing to get it under the word count. My second is how it should have been entered if I just took the time. But, it will demonstrate the lesson's value (competing) with a real example.

In truth, the value is not any praise I may/not get in this competition...it's how it improves my writing overall and the lessons I can apply to my devoted work.

Just my opinion and what 'I' get out of it.

K2
 
Interesting. I'm scanning through this thread for the first time - not because any of my efforts couldn't have been improved, but because trying to improve them after the fact seemed pointless.
Nope, don't agree with you there. There are many methods one can look to use to try and improve one's writing, but re-writing something that didn't work the first time round seems to me as good as any. And, of course, until a story is put up and feedback requested, one can't know if it didn't hit the mark because it simply didn't appeal or because there were structural reasons. So while it's perhaps not for everyone, I certainly can't see that either asking for feedback here or putting up an alternative version of the original story are pointless. Whatever helps a person learn and improve is to be welcomed.

Certainly it's the case that no one story is ever going to appeal to everyone or even most voters, and life would be pretty boring if everyone liked the same thing, but I'm flabbergasted that you might think members might somehow be pandering to their fellow voters by appealing to the lowest common denominator in the search for votes. We might occasionally make a joke about how to get votes -- offers of free virtual cake tend to be floated at tie-breaks! -- and I dare say if someone is lucky enough to have more than one idea for a Challenge s/he might go for the one which is most accessible, but I really can't believe anyone is so desperate for a vote as to make a conscious decision to write in a particular way. That would be pointless.

This all being said, should my most recent 300-worder (The Last Day) end with no votes, I would be curious to know of there were any mitigating circumstances over its lack of appeal, as I was very happy with it. It's one thing to make something people liked, but liked far less than the ones the voted for. It's another if people felt I didn't get the brief right, or didn't understand something.

I found a lot of people wrote specifically about forest paths, trees and sunlight, whereas my first impression of the photo was of something monumental; an ethereal glare or some seismic change in the sun. Perhaps people felt I'd just done another Sci-fi story and hand't answered the brief. I also wondered whether the 'verdant Svalbard' relevance at the end.
Talking about this might get perilously close to crossing the line into explaining a story, so I think it's best if this subject isn't taken further until voting in the current Challenge is finished but (a) you're certainly not alone in having a first impression of something cataclysmic or ethereal with the current image since I had tentative ideas of both supernovas and the Angel of Mons, but I simply couldn't get a story out of them and (b) there is no brief in a 300 Worder save "in the genre of Science Fiction, Fantasy or other Speculative Fiction" so a Sci-fi story comes well within that.
 
Interesting. I'm scanning through this thread for the first time - not because any of my efforts couldn't have been improved, but because trying to improve them after the fact seemed pointless. It seems a fine line, doesn't it; to try and improve something because of errors / lack of flow / missing exposition versus redoing them simply because they didn't touch other SFFers.

Speaking as someone with maybe 1 or 2 votes to my name over all comps since February, I'm hardly in a position to comment either way, but I think what @Rafellin said a few posts back hit the nail on the head. There would be such a wide range of tastes for genre, mood and both narrative and writing style, that it's literally impossible to produce something that touches everyone, so it really becomes a case of whether you can cross the genres and make something a little more populist that can appeal to a broader audience - and do so naturally, without being guilty of trying to pander.

And I struggle with that concept. Perhaps as a result of these gloomy times, it seems to me SFFers are leaning more toward the light, airy and whimsical these last few months. Whilst there's nothing wrong with that (and many such entries have been superb), it's not something I would every forcibly try to do unless it felt like a natural take on the brief.

I think, for me, the biggest virtue or reading other people's entries is that there are certain writers that I am increasingly drawn towards because they speak more to my tastes and style. This can be a nice way of forming an accord or even an electronic friendship with a particular SFFer.

This all being said, should my most recent 300-worder (The Last Day) end with no votes, I would be curious to know of there were any mitigating circumstances over its lack of appeal, as I was very happy with it. It's one thing to make something people liked, but liked far less than the ones the voted for. It's another if people felt I didn't get the brief right, or didn't understand something.

I found a lot of people wrote specifically about forest paths, trees and sunlight, whereas my first impression of the photo was of something monumental; an ethereal glare or some seismic change in the sun. Perhaps people felt I'd just done another Sci-fi story and hand't answered the brief. I also wondered whether the 'verdant Svalbard' relevance at the end.

I guess it's just good to know if subtle hints / meanings are just perhaps too subtle sometimes.
Not to join in a chorus or anything, but I'm with @-K2- and @The Judge on this one. Truth be told, I enter the contests primarily to post the story in the improving threads, and secondarily in an attempt to win (though getting votes and mentions is a really wonderful bit of encouragement, so keep sending them my way!). I have improved SO much as a writer by doing this, I honestly don't think it would be possible to overstate.

The value here isn't in improving the story itself, but in identifying weaknesses in oneself as a writer so that one knows where to improve. When I first started on the Chrons, I was a full bore info dumper, struggled to show rather than tell, had a rather difficult time creating characters the audience could empathize with, and even had some remnant grammar from near paleolithic times which was no longer correct (don't start on my Oxford commas. I have, can, and will bite on that one...). While I don't pretend to have mastered any of these, I can say rather objectively that I have significantly improved on most of these. Granted, this was through the repeated testing of my critic's patience, but I'm getting there. Had I not posted to the improving threads, been filleted repeatedly, and finally learned some lessons, I wouldn't have known those were the specific problems.

So, for me, the only times I've not posted my stories on here were when I knew for absolute certain I utterly botched the story and pretty well knew what I needed to do differently, or the one time I won with 13 votes, beating out TJ's absolutely beautiful story about a rag doll from a concentration camp, and it felt like posting it on the improving thread would have been insulting.

As an aside, TJ, that rag doll story is still one of my favorites of yours! An absolute work of beauty.

So, anyway, I strongly encourage everyone to post their stories on here. If it can help someone like me, imagine what it would do for those of you with actual, natural talent!
 
To elaborate a little, I'm on another site most/all here wouldn't know (oh yeah, smut, it's filthy ;)), and they just recently came up with a 1,000 word max short story competition to go along with their shortish story one (2.5-10k words), and their open sized one. In years past my entries ran around 10-20k words. That's a LOT of work--and reading--that I grind out quickly, do a reread edit or two, and call it good (out of time)...BUT...during that time I have none for anything else, especially my important projects.

Past the loss of time, 'I' don't really get much out of them as to learning. Sure, I probably improve my writing a little through practice, but if I did their comps (which I stopped), I'd have time for nothing else. I've come up with great stories...one I expanded to a huge novel, but since I was not learning much, it would take massive edits to be passable. Worse still, that's it...the piece is over and forgotten by all, and it's on to the next.

Though this is only my second comp. here, I've tried to push for that other site to do the same (75/100/300 word). These competitions have tremendous value IMO toward improving your writing. Longer ones as mentioned, take so much time to write that your efforts go toward getting it done. Here with these, you're actually refining your skills. Looking for ways to cram as much 'comprehensible' info into every line, plus really have impact.

Critiques after are nice--and help--but just participating in these does so much. And, it doesn't take days/weeks of time to do.

75/100 words is a paragraph... 300 words is a short page... 9 of those short pages is a chapter... and 40 of those chapters is a novel.

Not just any novel though... A novel where each line grips you, tells you something important, and compels you to read the next. Just sitting down and writing a story/novel without that mindset of each line counting--focussed on the bigger picture (as you need to be)--quickly pales.

IMO, that's the value of these competitions.

K2
 
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To elaborate a little, I'm on another site most/all here wouldn't know (oh yeah, smut, it's filthy ;)), and they just recently came up with a 1,000 word max short story competition to go along with their shortish story one (2.5-10k words), and their open sized one. In years past my entries ran around 10-20k words. That's a LOT of work--and reading--that I grind out quickly, do a reread edit or two, and call it good (out of time)...BUT...during that time I have none for anything else, especially my important projects.

Past the loss of time, 'I' don't really get much out of them as to learning. Sure, I probably improve my writing a little through practice, but if I did their comps (which I stopped), I'd have time for nothing else. I've come up with great stories...one I expanded to a huge novel, but since I was not learning much, it would take massive edits to be passable. Worse still, that's it...the piece is over and forgotten by all, and it's on to the next.

Though this is only my second comp. here, I've tried to push for that other site to do the same (75/100/300 word). These competitions have tremendous value IMO toward improving your writing. Longer ones as mentioned, take so much time to write that your efforts go toward getting it done. Here with these, you're actually refining your skills. Looking for ways to cram as much 'comprehensible' info into every line, plus really have impact.

Critiques after are nice--and help--but just participating in these does so much. And, it doesn't take days/weeks of time to do.

75/100 words is a paragraph... 300 words is a short page... 9 of those short pages is a chapter... and 40 of those chapters is a novel.

Not just any novel though... A novel where each line grips you, tells you something important, and compels you to read the next. Just sitting down and writing a story/novel without that mindset of each line counting--focussed on the bigger picture (as you need to be)--quickly pales.

IMO, that's the value of these competitions.

K2
Thanks @-K2-, @Joshua Jones and @The Judge for your replies. Sorry if I came across as arrogant or dismissive of the process. It wasn't my intention. I was in a bit of a strange mood when I wrote the post. Some days I wake up full of beans, thrilled with both where I am in my epic slog and also chuffed with my latest entry. Other days, I despair. Why do I even bother? No one gets my entries and, at this rate, the only people that will ever read my stories are beta readers.

I guess my perspective - that rewriting and reissuing stories to get them closer to what other SFFers would like to read - wasn't really on point. I certainly didn't meant to suggest that this is what I thought other people were doing; to try and pander to an audience. It was really just what my impression of the process was.

But, given I haven't been part of this process before, I really should just shut up and perhaps partake in it before I pass judgement! I actually go through life trying not to judge or pass comment on anything I don't have any involvement in or awareness of, so I broke my code there.

On that basis, once voting is over, I would appreciate it if the 3 of you (plus anyone else reading that wants to) could tell me what they did / didn't like about 'The Last Day' (and thanks again K2 for the vote) so I can at least understand the process better.

And, yes Joshua, I agree: writing here and seeing how others write has massively improved my word efficiency. I was having a conversation with my son about how to make every word count when you only get 75 / 100, specifically referencing my recent Steampunk 75. Just last weekend, I used that same principle (learned largely on this forum) to cut 1,000 words out of a very flabby, info-dump heavy section of my story (Act 2, chapter 2, for the record). In doing so, I instantly found the voice of the character I'd been subliminally looking, probably for years. The bluntness, the arrogance. It is now written how he thinks, and perfectly fits his character. Before, it was just <meh>.
 
Something I never realized until tonight, but here is a fantastic example of the power of 300 words or less. Though not a story as we tend to think of one, it somewhat is since it establishes a background, current events, a conflict and an uplifting end. In 272 words, Abraham Lincoln's Gettysburg Address:

(placed in a spoiler for those who would prefer to not read such)
"Fourscore and seven years ago our fathers brought forth, on this continent, a new nation, conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived, and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting-place for those who here gave their lives, that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate—we cannot hallow—this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us—that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they here gave the last full measure of devotion—that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain—that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom, and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth."

K2
 
Say there buckaroos, well done everyone who competed, and thanks to all those who didn't and read or may have voted. Since it's over, I've been chomping at the bit to get this piece critiqued. However, my greatest interest is in my 'woulda, coulda, shoulda' post entry edits. So, it would make me a happy little saddle pal if you kind folks have a hankerin' to chew on my work a bit :sneaky:

@sule , a special word of thanks for the vote, and I hope my revised version does your vote and all those kind folks who mentioned my entry justice.

Whispers on Boot Hill
Near forty times I watched Roy Cobb walk up that hill. No cut stone or crosses of iron to lean on; just scraps of ragged wood with maybe a name scratched on it. What did Cobb say up there alone with only the whisper of prairie wind to answer? No point guessin’, now it’s my turn to make the climb. Marshal Cobb waits in silence, and I wonder what I’ll say.

Save for my spurs, bustling Dodge hushed when I strode out to the street. Just the burning sun and stinging wind bear witness to Marshal Cobb and I. This day was long in coming and I’ll wait no longer.

“Joe Buck, you come on now. You don’t have to do this,” Cobb pled in his buffalo grunt like voice.

Hell I don’t; it’s my time now, his days are over. I’m young and quick with a heart fired by his worn thin reputation. He’s old, large, and lumbering; a big iron and long draw. Like a hot brand set to hide, nothing will change the outcome. His beggin’ eyes make me madder, we’re burnin’ daylight, and I got drinkin’ to do.

My short Colt doesn’t scrape leather as I cock on the draw, pivot, and fire. Crack-a-thunder, a dull thump, and it’s over. Lord, I’m fast.

So, I make the climb like he always did. When I crest the rise, I see it. A heap of hard clay abreast a long hole in the Great Plains and Marshal Cobb there beside it.

“Joe Buck, I’m sorry you chose that way. Ride well.”

Oh, that’s what he says, and I fade into the light.

Whispers on Boot Hill
(300 words)
Near forty times I watched Roy Cobb walk up that hill. No cut stone or crosses of iron to lean on; just scraps of ragged wood with maybe a name scratched on it. What did Cobb say up there…alone, with only the murmur of a prairie zephyr to answer? No point guessin’, now it’s my turn to make the climb. Marshal Cobb waits in silence, and I wonder what I’ll say.

Save for my spurs, bustling Dodge hushed when I strode out to the street. Just the burning sun and stinging wind bear witness to Marshal Cobb and me. This day was long in coming and I’ll wait no longer.

“Joe Buck, you come on now. You don’t have to do this,” Cobb pled in his buffalo grunt-like voice.

The hell I don’t—it’s my time now—his days are done and like a hot brand set to hide, this isn’t over till the smoke clears. I’m young and quick with a heart fired by his worn thin reputation. He’s old, large, and lumbering; a big iron and long draw. His begging eyes just make me madder; We’re burnin’ daylight, I got drinkin’ to do.

My short Colt doesn’t scrape leather as I cock on the draw, pivot, and fire. Crack-a-thunder, a dull thump, and it’s over. Lord, I’m fast.

So, I make the climb like he always did and when I crest the rise, I see it. A heap of hard clay abreast a long hole in the Great Plains, Marshal Cobb there beside it.

“Joe Buck, I’m sorry you chose that way. Ride well.”

Oh, so that’s what he says, and without even a whisper, I fade into the light.


I prefer the second version so much, I have a friend who sounds like Sam Elliot with an extra bit of gravel in his craw I've asked to record it for me. If he does it soon enough, I'll post it.

Thanks again everyone for taking the time to read my entry!

K2
 
Say there buckaroos, well done everyone who competed, and thanks to all those who didn't and read or may have voted. Since it's over, I've been chomping at the bit to get this piece critiqued. However, my greatest interest is in my 'woulda, coulda, shoulda' post entry edits. So, it would make me a happy little saddle pal if you kind folks have a hankerin' to chew on my work a bit :sneaky:

@sule , a special word of thanks for the vote, and I hope my revised version does your vote and all those kind folks who mentioned my entry justice.

Whispers on Boot Hill
Near forty times I watched Roy Cobb walk up that hill. No cut stone or crosses of iron to lean on; just scraps of ragged wood with maybe a name scratched on it. What did Cobb say up there alone with only the whisper of prairie wind to answer? No point guessin’, now it’s my turn to make the climb. Marshal Cobb waits in silence, and I wonder what I’ll say.

Save for my spurs, bustling Dodge hushed when I strode out to the street. Just the burning sun and stinging wind bear witness to Marshal Cobb and I. This day was long in coming and I’ll wait no longer.

“Joe Buck, you come on now. You don’t have to do this,” Cobb pled in his buffalo grunt like voice.

Hell I don’t; it’s my time now, his days are over. I’m young and quick with a heart fired by his worn thin reputation. He’s old, large, and lumbering; a big iron and long draw. Like a hot brand set to hide, nothing will change the outcome. His beggin’ eyes make me madder, we’re burnin’ daylight, and I got drinkin’ to do.

My short Colt doesn’t scrape leather as I cock on the draw, pivot, and fire. Crack-a-thunder, a dull thump, and it’s over. Lord, I’m fast.

So, I make the climb like he always did. When I crest the rise, I see it. A heap of hard clay abreast a long hole in the Great Plains and Marshal Cobb there beside it.

“Joe Buck, I’m sorry you chose that way. Ride well.”

Oh, that’s what he says, and I fade into the light.

Whispers on Boot Hill
(300 words)
Near forty times I watched Roy Cobb walk up that hill. No cut stone or crosses of iron to lean on; just scraps of ragged wood with maybe a name scratched on it. What did Cobb say up there…alone, with only the murmur of a prairie zephyr to answer? No point guessin’, now it’s my turn to make the climb. Marshal Cobb waits in silence, and I wonder what I’ll say.

Save for my spurs, bustling Dodge hushed when I strode out to the street. Just the burning sun and stinging wind bear witness to Marshal Cobb and me. This day was long in coming and I’ll wait no longer.

“Joe Buck, you come on now. You don’t have to do this,” Cobb pled in his buffalo grunt-like voice.

The hell I don’t—it’s my time now—his days are done and like a hot brand set to hide, this isn’t over till the smoke clears. I’m young and quick with a heart fired by his worn thin reputation. He’s old, large, and lumbering; a big iron and long draw. His begging eyes just make me madder; We’re burnin’ daylight, I got drinkin’ to do.

My short Colt doesn’t scrape leather as I cock on the draw, pivot, and fire. Crack-a-thunder, a dull thump, and it’s over. Lord, I’m fast.

So, I make the climb like he always did and when I crest the rise, I see it. A heap of hard clay abreast a long hole in the Great Plains, Marshal Cobb there beside it.

“Joe Buck, I’m sorry you chose that way. Ride well.”

Oh, so that’s what he says, and without even a whisper, I fade into the light.


I prefer the second version so much, I have a friend who sounds like Sam Elliot with an extra bit of gravel in his craw I've asked to record it for me. If he does it soon enough, I'll post it.

Thanks again everyone for taking the time to read my entry!

K2
Wow, you're as quick on the draw with this as Joe Buck!

I noticed four major areas of change, and I'll address them one at a time.

"What did Cobb say up there alone with only the whisper of prairie wind to answer?" - "What did Cobb say up there…alone, with only the murmur of a prairie zephyr to answer?"
I'm not sure the change here is of great significance. Adding the ellipsis does put a natural feeling break in it, but I feel like wind/zephyr is a bit of picking synonyms. Well and good; I don't think the edit here detracts anything, and adds a little bit of extra voice. But it's also not really wowing me, tbh.

"Hell I don’t; it’s my time now, his days are over. I’m young and quick with a heart fired by his worn thin reputation. He’s old, large, and lumbering; a big iron and long draw. Like a hot brand set to hide, nothing will change the outcome. His beggin’ eyes make me madder, we’re burnin’ daylight, and I got drinkin’ to do." - "The hell I don’t—it’s my time now—his days are done and like a hot brand set to hide, this isn’t over till the smoke clears. I’m young and quick with a heart fired by his worn thin reputation. He’s old, large, and lumbering; a big iron and long draw. His begging eyes just make me madder; We’re burnin’ daylight, I got drinkin’ to do."
I like the reordering and the alteration to the branding simile. The adding of the em dashes, however, don't either bother me or excite me. I see that as a simple style choice. I'm not crazy, though, about the semicolon before the thoughts; I think either a full stop (preferable to me) or comma would be better here.

"So, I make the climb like he always did. When I crest the rise, I see it. A heap of hard clay abreast a long hole in the Great Plains and Marshal Cobb there beside it." - "So, I make the climb like he always did and when I crest the rise, I see it. A heap of hard clay abreast a long hole in the Great Plains, Marshal Cobb there beside it."
I feel like the new version is a bit smoother. To me, this is more of an improvement than the first one, but not quite as much as the second paragraph.

"Oh, that’s what he says, and I fade into the light." - "Oh, so that’s what he says, and without even a whisper, I fade into the light."
Good parallelism between the beginning and the end, and I think the addition here helps drive that home. Only thing I'm not crazy about is the "even", but that may simply be my preferences rather than an actual problem.

So, in summary, I either liked or was apathetic to the changes, with two exceptions which don't really cause much harm. I liked both drafts, but I think the new one is better.

For my reference, are you interested in general critique as well, or primarily about the edits? Also, I'd love to see that video!

Thanks for posting!
 
I'd love some feedback on mine as well. My story did well, but I'm always interested in improvements I can make, as well as what people liked about it. Please and thank you in advance!

Incident 0013429

Red droplets painted the terraforming trees. Trails ran from the hooked barb penetrating his torso. Unassisted, the clone soldier would bleed out in minutes.

Amara raced to him. Her visor’s vitals display confirmed her visual assessment. Unfortunately, stopping the bleed required removing the barb.

“John 19.342… I'm calling you John. I’m Amara, here to help.”

Blood pressure still dropping. Amara thought. Blood first, then replicator paste…

“Hang in there, buddy,” she said, injecting Synthblood into his neck.

“Corporal Barnes, medic command, come in, over,” said the irate voice in Amara’s helmet.

Amara prepped the replicator paste and sighed, “Barnes here. Go ahead, over.”

The string of profanity said everything. They knew she was ignoring less seriously wounded naturals, against triage protocol. Damned birthism. Damned war.

John’s vitals rose, responding to the Synthblood. Now or never. The replicator paste smoked, slowly dissolving the barb. Gunfire drowned out John’s weakened moans.

“Sir, I… hear…over” she said, interrupting a particularly colorful insult regarding her cognitive ability before snapping off her long range antenna. Switching to a local channel, she said, “Higgins, I need evac, stat. Long range comm’s down.”

“Isn’t that the third comm you’ve busted this week?”

Amara smiled as John clenched her hand, “Something like that. Damnedest thing…”

~

“Almost done, John, doing great. A cell growth paste, quick evac, then cocktails on Perseus when you’re feeling better. First one’s on me. Wait ‘til you see my little dress…”

John smiled and mouthed his thanks.

“Now, CG paste stings at first, but...”

A volley of barbs sliced through the trees. Amara instinctively covered John, and felt a stab. Then another. Blood pooled in her armor.

“Medic down!” she heard over comm, knowing the response would be too late for her. She smeared the paste on John’s wound and collapsed beside him.
 
Hi @Joshua Jones and thanks for the detailed feedback. Regarding a general critique, that's pretty much what I was hoping for, though with the changes that I prefer, I guess I was afraid it might be moot. The best example being 'hot brand set to...blah, blah,' in the comp. version was rather lame. Punctuation as to flow reads better in the second (I feel...right or wrong), and overall I like the improvements so much past a final edit no longer constrained by word count, the subsequent version is what I'd go with.

All of your notes/suggestions are noted with only one explanation...I changed wind to zephyr because 'wind' is also used in the next paragraph, and zephyr is more descriptive and softer. BTW, I meant 'audio recording,' not video.

Now on to your entry... :)

The first paragraph is great, except the way I read it the word "Unassisted" instantly slowed the urgency for me. I get what you're trying to infer and also how one word for many means a lot. In this case, IMO, just removing it helps, though another word might help. Try a read without it.

Same-same with "Unfortunately" in the second. Again searching for a word, for me even "To stop... (no comma)" helps to my ear (which is arguable).

Next, great, great, great, it all reads very nicely...until...the scene break(?). I get it, time passes, but when the line continues instead with, "Damnedest thing… Almost done, John, doing great (etc.)," I feel it flows fine and implies she's been working all along. So, for me the scene break isn't needed.

I also think you could drop the 'A' in "A cell growth paste," which would match the brevity of her other lines, or shift it to something not so formal sounding such as "Some cell growth..." .

Lastly, my choice would be to use an EM dash for this, “Now, CG paste stings at first, but--” which would mean 'cut off' vs. 'trailing off.'

Past those personal preferences, I think it's a VERY solid piece all around. Pretty much everything I noted above was due to one reason. For me, they hindered the urgency which you demonstrated well everywhere else. With those changes it reads, urgent, urgent, urgent, while she remains calm.

Great job, I really liked it and an expanded work in the same vein I think would be something worth considering.

HTH, and thanks again for your generous review.

K2
 
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Hi @Joshua Jones and thanks for the detailed feedback. Regarding a general critique, that's pretty much what I was hoping for, though with the changes that I prefer, I guess I was afraid it might be moot. The best example being 'hot brand set to...blah, blah,' in the comp. version was rather lame. Punctuation as to flow reads better in the second (I feel...right or wrong), and overall I like the improvements so much past a final edit no longer constrained by word count, the subsequent version is what I'd go with.

All of your notes/suggestions are noted with only one explanation...I changed wind to zephyr because 'wind' is also used in the next paragraph, and zephyr is more descriptive and softer. BTW, I meant 'audio recording,' not video.

Now on to your entry... :)

The first paragraph is great, except the way I read it the word "Unassisted" instantly slowed the urgency for me. I get what you're trying to infer and also how one word for many means a lot. In this case, IMO, just removing it helps, though another word might help. Try a read without it.

Same-same with "Unfortunately" in the second. Again searching for a word, for me even "To stop... (no comma)" helps to my ear (which is arguable).

Next, great, great, great, it all reads very nicely...until...the scene break(?). I get it, time passes, but when the line continues instead with, "Damnedest thing… Almost done, John, doing great (etc.)," I feel it flows fine and implies she's been working all along. So, for me the scene break isn't needed.

I also think you could drop the 'A' in "A cell growth paste," which would match the brevity of her other lines, or shift it to something not so formal sounding such as "Some cell growth..." .

Lastly, my choice would be to use an EM dash for this, “Now, CG paste stings at first, but--” which would mean 'cut off' vs. 'trailing off.'

Past those personal preferences, I think it's a VERY solid piece all around. Pretty much everything I noted above was due to one reason. For me, they hindered the urgency which you demonstrated well everywhere else. With those changes it reads, urgent, urgent, urgent, while she remains calm.

Great job, I really liked it and an expanded work in the same vein I think would be something worth considering.

HTH, and thanks again for your generous review.

K2
Thank you so much for the feedback! I completely agree with the overwhelming majority of it, and at least partially agree with the remainder. As I mentioned in the discussion thread, I wrote this partially to try out a character for my SF WiP, and based on the votes, mentions,and your feedback, I think Amara is going to make a great addition to my cast of protagonists. I also greatly appreciated your comment on the discussion thread about the execution of the SF elements; that is exactly the feel I'm going for in my WiP, so I'm glad it's coming across that way!

The "unfortunately" is a favor to my wife (an ER nurse), who pointed out that EMS don't usually remove impaling objects, as this poses a significant danger of causing the patient to bleed out. In this case, however, the barb is designed to cause further bleeding, and his only chance was to get it out. Unfortunately (no pun intended), I couldn't think of a way to say all this directly without jumping out of character, as all of this would be automatic to Amara at that point, so I tried to imply the blood loss in the narrative and communicate the hesitation to do so with "unfortunately". I'll see what I can do to remedy this when I put this in my WiP (for the record, this is set in my universe, so if you like this...), and would greatly appreciate any suggestions!

With the scene change... yeah, I agree, but that was a result of the word limit. It replaced a couple lines where minutes tick by, a transport lands half a km away (close to a cluster of wounded naturals, of course), Amara swears again at the birthism, and explains that she's going to have to move him. I'll probably put this part back in when expanding it for my WiP and changing the ending.

For the rest, I completely agree with the critique. Thanks again for your kind words!

Also, I hope I didn't dissuade anyone from posting critiques by posting my story for review so soon after K2's. If anyone wants to review hers and isn't ready or doesn't want to review mine, I promise I won't be offended!
 
The "unfortunately" is a favor to my wife (an ER nurse), who pointed out that EMS don't usually remove impaling objects, as this poses a significant danger of causing the patient to bleed out. In this case, however, the barb is designed to cause further bleeding, and his only chance was to get it out. Unfortunately (no pun intended), I couldn't think of a way to say all this directly without jumping out of character, as all of this would be automatic to Amara at that point, so I tried to imply the blood loss in the narrative and communicate the hesitation to do so with "unfortunately". I'll see what I can do to remedy this when I put this in my WiP (for the record, this is set in my universe, so if you like this...), and would greatly appreciate any suggestions!

Yes, I understood that (I have a little medical training myself). However, protocols will be determined by the conditions of your world and naturally how that affects responses. You could say (just a quick jab at it):
...her visual assessment. To stop the bleed required removing the active barb.

Somewhere else in the story (earlier), you could mention how the barbs promoted bleeding and if not removed were quickly fatal. I get how here you're trying to convey that since there is no 'earlier.' But, I feel in the points mentioned they kill the sense of urgency and as you put it, take you out of the scene.

Just my opinions...doesn't mean they're right ;)

K2
 
K2, I really liked your story. It's a neat plot, and I thought the atmosphere, voice and imagery excellent, hence its appearance on my shortlist. But the issues I saw with it -- that stopped it short of being in the running for a vote -- aren't solved by the amended version, save for one point, and in some cases I preferred the original wording to the new version.

I'll do a nit-pick, as that's my forte, and I'll use the revised version. Most of the things I'll point out are quibbles over punctuation or suggestions/personal preferences that undoubtedly wouldn't worry anyone else. The big issue for me was a failure to control your tenses -- as I read it, since the opening starts with Joe about to make the climb, you want that in present tense. If so, the gunfight and everything that precedes it takes place beforehand and must therefore be in past tense, and I'll deal with it on that basis. If I've got that wrong, and you wanted something else, let me know and I'll try again.

Near forty times I watched Roy Cobb walk up that the ["that" gives the impression of being distant in time or place; as an alternative in present tense use "this"] hill. No cut stone or crosses of iron to lean on, [comma not semi-colon] just scraps of ragged [since "ragged" is linked with "rag" as in cloth, for me it's not the best adjective for wood -- I'd suggest rough/jagged/splintered] wood with maybe a name scratched on it them. [to accord with "scraps" not "wood"] What did Cobb say up there, [the revision, changing it to ellipses, doesn't work for me, and a comma is enough] alone, with only the murmur of a prairie zephyr to answer? [for me the original was far better: (1) "murmur" and "zephyr" are both soft words and the relative sharpness of "whisper" and bleakness of "wind" are better for the atmosphere and Joe's character, and the "wind" in the next para is far enough away not to worry about (2) they don't sound like words in Joe's vocabulary (3) the extra "a" required adds length and upsets the more staccato rhythm you're establishing], No point guessin’, [if the italics are to show thought, it's not needed since the whole thing is in his thoughts, so just serves to create distance] now it’s my turn to make the climb. Marshal Cobb waits in silence, and I wonder what I’ll say.​
Save for my spurs, bustling Dodge was hushed ["hushed" alone means the town hushed itself, not just that it was quiet. It's an active verb which only works if the first clause is deleted -- he's not part of the town, so the "save" can't relate to it] when I strode out to the street. Just the burning sun and stinging wind bear bore ["hushed" and "strode" were fine, both in past tense; "bear" = present tense] witness to Marshal Cobb and me. [this alteration is right -- the "I" was incorrect] This day was had been [this needs the past perfect as coming before the day of the fight] long in coming and I’ll I'd ["I'll" is future tense, so wholly out of place in a past scene, though strictly even "I'd" isn't right -- it should be something like "I wasn't prepared to wait longer" which is too much of a mouthful!] wait no longer.​
“Joe Buck, you come on now. You don’t have to do this,” Cobb pled [you've reverted to past tense here which is right, but just points up the oddness of present tense before and after] in his buffalo-grunt-like [really it needs the whole thing hyphenated as it reads very odd otherwise, but it's ungainly with the double hyphens and I'd suggest simply removing the "like" as it's clear enough without] voice.​
[This is a great paragraph, but is all in present tense and needs to be in past tense unless you make changes to the whole structure] The hell I don’t—it’s my time now— [again I prefer the original here as for me the em-dashes don't work] his days are done and like a hot brand set to hide, this isn’t over till the smoke clears. [I love the imagery, though perhaps "you can't see how it ends till..."? But for me it's in the wrong place here] I’m young and quick with a heart fired by his worn-thin [hyphen needed] reputation. He’s old, large, and lumbering; a big iron and long draw. His begging [I prefer the "beggin'" of the original] eyes just make me madder. [semi-colon wrong] We’re burnin’ daylight; [semi-colon here] I got drinkin’ to do.
[again all in present tense and needs to be past] My short Colt doesn’t scrape leather as I cock on the draw, pivot, and fire. Crack-a-thunder, a dull thump, and it’s over. Lord, I’m fast. [I love that line]
So, I make the climb like he always did and [I prefer the original with no "and" and a new sentence here] when I crest the rise, I see it. A heap of hard clay abreast a long hole in the Great Plains, [I have to confess this really confused me on a first read as the "long hole" and "Great Plains" made me think something yards or even miles long and I couldn't fathom what it could be! Perhaps "deep hole" and surely it's in the graveyard, not in the Plains itself, so perhaps just remove the last few words] Marshal Cobb there beside it.​
“Joe Buck, I’m sorry you chose that way. Ride well.”​
Oh, so that’s what he says, and without even a whisper, [I see you want to link up with the first para, and in that case I'd make it eg "without saying a word"] I fade into the light. [good ending]
Regarding the tense problem, there are two obvious ways to proceed -- make it chronological, so it's all present tense, but that mucks up the first para, or put all the middle section into past tense, though to my mind there are some paragraphs that just wouldn't work as well that way. An alternative would be to keep it all in present tense, but split it into three scenes, then either hope people tumble to the fact the middle scene is his memory, or make it clearer eg by some kind of introduction to it or putting it all into italics.

By the way, you'll see I've suggested you remove an "and" or two. Strictly the sentences aren't then grammatical, and over-used it's something that grates on me, but for occasional use it's effective in speeding up lines, so keep it as a weapon to use sparingly in cases like this.

I've just re-read Joshua's take on the relative merits of the first and second version, which shows just how subjective these things are as I think I disagreed with most of what he's said! The moral is, you'll have to assess what's said and the reasons and make your own mind up. (But I'm right, of course... ;) )

Anyhow, as I say, apart from the tense problem my comments are mainly niggles. It was a good story, well told.
 
Thanks for the very detailed review @The Judge ;

I agree with all you say, though it will take a bit for me to sort out tense conflicts. By paragraph, 1st is in the moment as are six through eight. Second through fifth is while he is preparing to walk up 'that' hill, reflecting back on the events (that, intended to imply a specific place--boot hill--right/wrong another thing). Then we pick back up in the moment (sixth). I think what might have confused me was trying to imply that he won (Cobb dead and waiting) seeing events that way, not realizing his own vanity makes it so he doesn't even realize he died.

I get what you're saying about thought italics. There I was torn as to how, since I didn't need to use tags being first person (which I'm sorely lacking in experience with). I knew I didn't want to do the entire thing in his 'speaking voice' with all the g-less elisions and so on, but did want to keep it somewhat cowboy-ish sounding since it's in his head.

Oh, P.S. @The Judge : I'm thinking on the begging eyes, burning daylight and so on, should perhaps read like this (since he was working himself up):
His beggin' eyes just make me madder...we’re burnin’ daylight; (or comma) I got drinkin’ to do.
So, that whole paragraph is meant to read as pumping up his courage, rash, quick (except about Cobb which is supposed to imply slow/tedious), and those last three clauses accelerate till he snaps and draws.

I'll pick at it some and try to sort out those issues. Thanks for the detailed points, I'll refer to each as i go through it.

K2
 
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By paragraph, 1st is in the moment as are six through eight. Second through fifth is while he is preparing to walk up 'that' hill, reflecting back on the events .... Then we pick back up in the moment (sixth). I think what might have confused me was trying to imply that he won (Cobb dead and waiting) seeing events that way, not realizing his own vanity makes it so he doesn't even realize he died.
That's how I wanted to read it, but the present tense kept throwing me. If you want any further help with sorting it out, or just working through the thickets of my purple-penning, just yell.

By the way, I picked up that he still thought he'd won, which I thought was a great touch -- which is why I'd like that slight change to the imagery about the brand, and putting it lower down, nearer to his realisation -- and I also picked up the reference to Boot Hill, so that worked, too!



Joshua, I won't nit-pick your story as to my mind there wasn't a great deal wrong with it on a line-by-line basis, and as part of a chapter it would have been fine. However, for me the actual plot was too slight for a 300 Worder. To my mind, the story would have been worked really well as a 75 Worder if the right theme and genre had turned up, and while there might have been some battle to get it to that word count, I think it could be done since much of what you've written is detail that could be eliminated without real loss.

That kind of detail is perfect for a longer piece, of course, and a little of it can good in 300s if it provides characterisation or atmosphere, but here, where to me every word should count, to me it read as padding. Take, for instance, her reassuring of John -- great characterisation in a novel, but we already know that she deliberately helps him in defiance of orders, so it doesn't affect how we think about her nor what happens, and while I can see her comment about cocktails might be designed as a kind of man-proposes-God-disposes tragic irony, for me it wasn't strong enough to work on that level. So overall, to me it felt self-indulgent.

However, you got lots of votes and mentions, so clearly the story made an impact, so my witterings on the subject can be safely ignored!
 
Apologies for the consecutive post, and double apologies for the sheer gall, Joshua, but I wanted to see if I could do it! Amara's story in 75 words :rolleyes: :p

Three naturals downed, but Amara raced to the clone soldier – they’d live, but John 19.342 was bleeding out.​
Her comm bleeped before she began treatment – she was disregarding triage protocols and medic command knew. Damn birthism.​
She snapped the long range antenna, used local comms. “Evac, stat.”​
She worked quickly. Synthblood, replicator paste...​
A volley of barbs came over. Amara threw herself on John’s body. Pain stabbed her, blood pooled.​
Evac would be too late.​


OK, perhaps 75 words is pushing it, after all!!
 
Joshua, I won't nit-pick your story as to my mind there wasn't a great deal wrong with it on a line-by-line basis, and as part of a chapter it would have been fine. However, for me the actual plot was too slight for a 300 Worder. To my mind, the story would have been worked really well as a 75 Worder if the right theme and genre had turned up, and while there might have been some battle to get it to that word count, I think it could be done since much of what you've written is detail that could be eliminated without real loss.

That kind of detail is perfect for a longer piece, of course, and a little of it can good in 300s if it provides characterisation or atmosphere, but here, where to me every word should count, to me it read as padding. Take, for instance, her reassuring of John -- great characterisation in a novel, but we already know that she deliberately helps him in defiance of orders, so it doesn't affect how we think about her nor what happens, and while I can see her comment about cocktails might be designed as a kind of man-proposes-God-disposes tragic irony, for me it wasn't strong enough to work on that level. So overall, to me it felt self-indulgent.

However, you got lots of votes and mentions, so clearly the story made an impact, so my witterings on the subject can be safely ignored!
Oh, I learned years back that your witterings are scarcely thus and ignored at one's own peril. ;)

Thank you for your honest feedback! I certainly see where you're coming from regarding the plot, especially in light of the subsequent post (which, btw, I don't mind in the slightest!), and the unnecessary characterization bits. To be fair, I saw her cocktails comment as less of a brazen attempt at tragedy (I mean, strong feelings upon meeting while one is nearly dead on the battlefield? Not so much on the grimdark Disney storyline, although I can certainly see why it could be interpreted as such!) and more of an attempt to keep him alert and aware. But, either way, I definitely invested too much into characterization for the 300.

Certainly encouraging, though, that you don't find much wrong with it line by line, and that you feel this would work as part of a chapter, as I'm planning on making her one of my protagonists in my reworked SF WiP. I'll take that as a pair of wins!

Thanks again for your critique!
 
Just a thought for anyone who might have trouble like I do editing your own work. It's all good and fine and very helpful when others help correct your own work, but when you look at another person's and state your thoughts as to theirs, reconsider your own after. The very points of opinion I voiced regarding @Joshua Jones piece, I then reviewed my own (on other projects)...and found many cases where I did the same thing and need to correct it.

I usually refrain from critiquing other folks work since I'm so new at this and have so little to offer past personal, uneducated opinion. But, by doing so--after making a blunt point of opinion--I'm then able to consider my work objectively.

So, it's worth critiquing others work as to what you 'personally' like and don't, so you can then see clearly your own for what it is.

Just an opinion...some advice I clearly need to take myself more often in the critique section.

K2
 
When does the 300 worder for Sept get released??
 

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