My pet hate in stories are people who write in a staccato style. Almost using a bullet point approach to a story.
"The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog."
"The fox was quick. He was brown. He jumped over a dog. The dog was lazy."
I tend to regard authors who write like this as immature. Rarely do I see these authors improving and I quickly give up, moving on to a new search - even if the story has promise and better crafted.
Then I found Desecration. You could not, in anyway, describe their style as staccato.
"With remarkable swiftness and agile precision, the russet-furred vulpine creature propelled itself in a graceful arc, traversing the inert form of a lethargic canine whose languid posture suggested an utter disinterest in the unfolding acrobatics."
I gave up after two stories. It's a shame as their stories have some potential but not with this level of over description.
"The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog."
"The fox was quick. He was brown. He jumped over a dog. The dog was lazy."
I tend to regard authors who write like this as immature. Rarely do I see these authors improving and I quickly give up, moving on to a new search - even if the story has promise and better crafted.
Then I found Desecration. You could not, in anyway, describe their style as staccato.
"With remarkable swiftness and agile precision, the russet-furred vulpine creature propelled itself in a graceful arc, traversing the inert form of a lethargic canine whose languid posture suggested an utter disinterest in the unfolding acrobatics."
I gave up after two stories. It's a shame as their stories have some potential but not with this level of over description.