Awash with torrents of calm, recalling the dreamy cadence of a long, silent journey across the beach. Gazing across the mirrored sheen of waves, the muted hiss as banks of liquid slide like silk over sand. Upwards to the white stratum of cloud, a faint scream of gulls in the distance and behind me, fresh footsteps impressed into the damp, rust-
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As I was reading this, I was thinking about the ways in which your writing and mine differ. Yours is definitely more refined, poetic, and artistic, but the things you post are vignettes. Do you intend to eventually tell a full story with a complete plot line and developed characters? Or are you intending each piece to stand more solitary, as a pristine poem in its own right, like a Renoir hanging on the wall of the Louvre? Your vignettes are magically intoxicating as such, but would require extensive simplification to fit into a longer work. I'm sure you know this, however.
I'm constantly amazed by your vocabulary.
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And I haven't heard of Boards of Canada. How would you describe them?
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You should try to download some boards of canada, 'music has the rights to children' comes highly recommended - very chilled and mellow, has an eerie middle-of-nowhere sound!
There's some of my writing at www.rateyourwriting.com - a great place to get honest feedback from other writers. The username is renegade_snares
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