Quotes of the week... more like months:
"Dory thinks she is being sneaky when she hides the jam behind the cabbage in the second row at the back of the fridge. She seems to be under the impression that it’s a good hiding spot. Then again, she is almost right. No one in the house gives a spare glance to the cabbage, the forgotten vegetable of lore. She realizes her mistake the next day when she finds the bottle officially wiped clean. "
- Raoul O' Connor
One piece of advice:
Most of my works are unedited, raw, lack depth and lack skill. I wrote them a long time ago and can't bring myself to edit them... since they are beyond hopeless. Although someday when I have the time, I will try. If there is anything worth reading, it has to be Cat's Paw, Rock, Paper and Scissors and some of the one-shots. It's basically experimentation with style.
So, don't say I didn't warn you. :)
But I always look forward to constructive criticism. I might not be replying to each and every reviewer but I have read every word that you've written. Thank you.
Working on:
Rock, Paper and Scissors:
Among the many clubs that thronged Jefferson High, there was one, which wasn't so popular among its many residents (humans and frogs alike). In fact, the innocent citizens of the high school abhorred the very existence of the club and it wasn't even listed in the official school registry for extracurricular activities. Because most sane people did not consider 'pranks' to be extracurricular. They did not even consider it to be an activity. And Wren would have loved to teach these ‘sane people’ a thing or two about ‘keeping your goddam opinions to yourselves’.
(Humor/ Friendship/Drama) Max and Wren weren't quite aware that two is company, not a crowd and definitely not qualified enough to be called a 'club'. The two members of Pranksters Inc. think life is about rebellion, revolution and all that jazz... until they meet a girl.
3/?
Complete:
Cat's Paw:
People always had their own way of fixing things. Aunt Valencia used to chuck the problem out of the window. Broken teacup? Throw it out. Tardy maid? Throw her out. Extravagant gifts were my dad’s way of fixing things. If you asked me, duct tape was the answer to all of life’s problems. But there was one object that was immune to the wonders of duct tape. No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t figure out a way to fix the kitchen counter. Not even a paint job could conceal the two words the poltergeist had inscribed on it.
(Supernatural/Humor/Drama/Romance) The story of two room-mates who rented an apartment... only to find someone else living there.
25/25
Updates:
Rock, Paper and Scissors Chapter-3 has been uploaded. Sorry for the long wait. Written an oneshot called Tsukiyo no Monogatari. Added a oneshot called 'The Number tHrEe and A bRoKen Teacup'.
Contact:
Have something to say... then the easiest way to contact me is through my
Journal @ http://edmantra.blogspot.com/
Feel free to visit. I don't bite.
Cheers.
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