Lepre_Khan's profile

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AGE: 20
LOC: Ocean Grove, NJ
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: October 14

Hey cats. I’m a jazz-rock bassist turned English major and pretend poet. So far my writing tends to be about God, girls, or various whimsical and fantastic settings. I’m working on branching out, but mostly I write dusty old poetry with rhyme and meter and all that stuff.

I need you guys to break me out of that (at least partially) and to knock the undoubtedly countless silly amateur mistakes from my work.

Anyway, this looks to be a happening place and I’m looking forward to meeting y’all.

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Action Adventure / The Adventures of Jack Cranton
Version 6
6 Reviews   3 Comments
Scene 4: In Which Jack Cranton Seriously Ponders His Sanity      Faced with the impossible, Jack paled and sank to his knees. The very trees were different; larger than trees had any business being. They reached out and interconnected above, the branches crossing and intertwining in an elaborate arboreal web. In places, the branches seemed nearly to embrace each other; dancing at their own stately pace in a centuries old waltz.      The light that flowe...
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Action Adventure / The Adventures of Jack Cranton
Version 5
7 Reviews   12 Comments
Scene 4: In Which Jack Cranton Seriously Ponders His Sanity When one encounters something one doesn’t believe in, it is very difficult to react. Accepting that it exists had been impossible; reacting to its existence had been unthinkable. Faced with both, Cranton reacted in the only way he could: he curled up on the ground and wept. He had found himself in a world beyond his own. It was not merely apart, but above. Faerie was not a foreign country. Even the Orient was still noticeably h...
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Action Adventure / The Adventures of Jack Cranton
Version 4
3 Reviews   4 Comments
Scene 1: In Which We Witness the Unnatural       The desert stretched on as far as the eye could see. Farther, really. It stretched on for miles in every direction. Dusty, dry land. Parched land. Empty land deprived of water and life. Scraggly grass grew in awkward clumps and a few scattered twigs stood about, thrust proudly up against the empty skyline. Pitiful excuses for trees. The only sign of life in the desert was a single campfire twinkling in the distance. &nb...
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Action Adventure / The Adventures of Jack Cranton
Version 3
6 Reviews   19 Comments
Scene 1: In Which We Witness the Unnatural       The desert stretched on as far as the eye could see. Farther, really. It stretched on for miles in every direction. Dusty, dry land. Parched land. Empty land deprived of water and life. Scraggly grass grew in awkward clumps and a few scattered twigs stood about, thrust proudly up against the empty skyline. Pitiful excuses for trees. The only sign of life in the desert was a single campfire twinkling in the distance. &nb...
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Version 2
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        The desert stretched on as far as the eye could see. Farther, really. It stretched on for miles in every direction. Dusty, dry land. Parched land. Empty land deprived of water and life. Scraggly grass grew in awkward clumps and a few scattered twigs stood about, thrust proudly up against the empty skyline. Pitiful excuses for trees. The only sign of life in the desert was a single campfire twinkling in the distance.       &nb...
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Poetry / Senses
It's a good start, but there a few things you can do to make it much better. First, kill every ellipsis and replace it with a dash or nothing. Ellipses look sloppy and unprofessional in poetry. Then, consider breaking the piece into stanzas when ever you repeat the "I try". Smaller blocks of text are always easier to read. Lastly, show more and tell less. Rather than, "Savory has lost its temptations And Dusted hell intrudes" Show us how savory lost its temptations and what you mean by dusted...
Poetry / Let me see
I think this a good idea for a poem, but it's still scattered. I understand its your dreams/last thoughts before you go to sleep but you still need to somehow link everything together. As it is the onslaught of images is just confusing and ends up feeling more like a grocery list than anything else (especially when you just list "Politics/Comedy etc..." Try to link it together, maybe a journey through your dreams and each stop along the way shows you a different scene. The clouds, the dragons...
Poetry / Baring My Soul
Alright, sir! Critique on the structure. First, I think you'll be better served be breaking this up into separate stanzas. Long blocks of text can kill the flow. Then, while you could keep this in couplets, the poem will work better in quatrains. "I know that you have (known) all this, though I thought it might entice; (A chance) to hear my very thoughts, the Naughty and the Nice." Then, your rhythm is a tad inconsistent. Your first couplet doesn't have the natural break in the middle of it t...
Poetry / Mind's Music
As you say, this is an older piece and could probably afford to be reformed. First, purely technically, you have a lot of slant or non rhymes that ought to be fixed: moon/true, lie/strive, and note/grate. They're especially weak because they start and close the poem. Also technically, your rhyme is inconsistent and could use some tightening. Count the syllables and stresses. Slight variations are ok, but this is a little erratic. More generally, all your lines are self-contained which leads t...
Journal, Diary, & Blogging / On Writing
You seem a pretty bright fellow (or lady. I wish Urbis could let us know so we don't risk being awfully rude) and so I hope this leads to future conversations. That said, I think I'm going to flat out disagree with any number of your positions (disagreement is always the best way to converse, is it not?). First, you say "writers of fiction have to be heartless" and then try to explain yourself by saying, "Good stories need conflict and conflict involves misery and only a heartless person coul...