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AGE: 25
LOC: Houston, TX
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: November 10

I’m a young (25) year old writer who is just getting established.  I had a book published in the UK titled “Jimwamba” and have been published alongside some more established authors in an anthology.  I am working on two new releases – a young adult novel and a philosci-fi fiction novel set in a dystopian future.  It’s kinda a satire.  

I’m also starting up my first historical fiction book so that’s been a pain in the ass of a whole new sort.

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Flash Fiction / Brink
Version 1
7 Reviews   5 Comments
The icy water pulsed with powerful vibrations; I could feel the deep rumblings of the two-hundred foot plummet of Horseshoe Falls ahead of me. It’s nice, I think. This is as beautiful as I’d hoped it’d be. I’d even gone out with a clever line: I’d been standing just outside of the barrier that was supposed to keep tourists from doing what I’d done. - Are you going to jump? some snooty woman with a camera had asked. Yes, I’d answered smoothly as I cros...
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Novel Treatments / The Amazing Adventures of Frightened Boy Ch. 3 & 4
Version 1
3 Reviews   6 Comments
3. Encounter “Lunch, breakfast,” Erika said, pointing at two different brown paper bags. She leaned far over my couch, her blankets and pillows draped around her, to grab an enormous pitcher of water that she constantly sipped from. “Thanks.” Inside of the breakfast bag are two bags of pretzels and a bag of cookies. Inside the lunch bag? Sour cream chips mixed with one-third jalepeno chips. Erika was a culinary disc-jockey when it came to vending machines. &ldquo...
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Novel Treatments / TAAFB Chapter 2: White Cats
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3 Reviews   3 Comments
2. White Cat I broke away from her again and continued walking. I was alive because I wasn’t a sucker. I wasn’t going to stop now. I heard the dual clip-clack of sandaled feet behind me; I thrust my hands into my pockets and kept walking forwards. “So where do you live?” her cheery voice sounded off behind me. “I’m not telling you,” I said, “because you’re not coming. I don’t know you. What am I doing, talking with you? I must be ou...
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Novel Treatments / TAAFB Chapter 1: Knots
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3 Reviews   5 Comments
I sidestepped the homeless man. I didn’t want to give him an excuse to get arrested. I didn’t want to piss him off either; didn’t want to give him an excuse to shoot me. Everyone had their piece. The bus stops were too far apart once you got out of Downtown. Getting home from work was consistently a problem; traffic was bad and I had to walk on the edges of Orange zones just to make my transfer. Up ahead I could see trouble approaching. A woman, it looked like, wearing a big...
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Novel Treatments / Prologue - Three Worlds
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3 Reviews   10 Comments
Prologue – Three Worlds Big ocean/many sharks/small raft. That’s what my brick would say. I wonder how much they spent on this? I ran my hand over the side of the wall, feeling the ridge where brick met mortar. I hadn’t planned on coming – I shouldn’t have, but it was on my way and they’d sent a nice letter inviting me. Just about everyone who’d been there with me had died in the fire and got their own brick. Me and a couple hundred others who ...
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Screenplay / Once Upon Scene 2 w/recap
by Matthewtuckey
Hey wow, I like this. Usually I don't like the things I read here either. I can tell from your style that I've read another of your screenplays and I think this one is superior, it is played-down but still mysterious and has a sense not only of things beginning, but you get a feeling that Mr. Devant has been at this for a while. I think it's important in these short pieces to really hint at a larger moving plot, which you've done wonderfully here. A few bits of the dialogue don't feel right t...
Poetry / Deathbed
by frankthebeing
Interesting piece to be sure. I love some abstraction. I am not precisely sure why miniature clowns are assaulting to you, but I'm pretty sure you don't like it. "They plumb my chin, hook it up to my ears. Mousey droppings dribble from my lobes, rolling out of the canal like gum balls." - I am having trouble picturing this. "Plumbing" something brings up a lot of possibilities and I'm not sure yours evokes the right picture immediately enough. The clowns feel like they could be many things. W...
Poetry / P.O.O.R
by thezenix
"I have more integrity, with the white supremacy, Than the social workers even dare to give me. Because they use the words poor and poverty." - Not entirely sure I'm getting this line. Or I am and you're a white supremacist. But in case you're not a white supremacist, maybe consider changing it. Other than that this is a pretty solid feel-good empowerment poem. In my experience a whole lot of writers have these "I *AM* A WRITER!" moments.. but then never really follow up on them. The question...
Lyrics / "You Don't Have To Ask"
by Stumblesome
WE FELL IN LOVE IN THE AUGUST OF 72 WE’D HOLD HANDS AND WALK FOR HOURS AT THE ZOO - this rhyme seems forced. Remove the whole thing before you have to force a rhyme like '72' and 'zoo', and going to the zoo repeatedly seems like an odd thing for a couple to do together. I mean once, okay, I get it. But if that's your primary activity together.. what, are they retired zookeepers? Other than that this is pretty awesome. If I heard this to a folksy or country style tune I think I'd be cheering a...
Poetry / The fighter.
by lovelee1313
I suspect that you're writing this as an outlet more than with an eye to publication, which is cool. I would suggest trying to find some alternate rhymes though - you end too many lines with the same word. But if writing it made you feel better then I think you accomplished your goal.
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