Irania

If youre impressed with this 'story' it's obvious you dont leave the farm very often.

It's average and virtually identical to 1000s of stories posted at Lit. It has the same GEE WHIZ! I'M QUEER! GLORY HALLELUJAH! carbonation all such writing has. It isnt interesting, it merely fizzes like a cheap wine cooler.

Off the top of my head, do something different, like...Perfesser has a yard sale to clear her house of HIS STUFF and THE BED where she performed her soldierly duty for almost two decades. Two co-eds come along, test the mattress, chatter & giggle, and the perfesser makes a pitcher of refreshment. Before long the ladies are giving the neighbors something to talk about, out on the front lawn. Its a real story NOT a recitation of the Scouts Code of Honor that everyone has heard a gozillion times.

SR71PLT

Here it is to review. Its hardly nasty, and never attacks the writer.

But in post #3 Doormouse comes back with a SHOW US YOURS!!! response. And the fat is in the fire because she wants an AGREE OR SHUT THE FUCK UP confirmation of her opinion.

Nothing in the story is original. Its exactly what I say it is.

And if I'm the center of attention its because no one has the balls to confront my assertions about the story.

Your present blathering is one more example of you pounding the table when you have no facts to defend.
 
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get a life James.

Let's have a look at your stories, shall we? Bet you don't have any.
 
get a life James.

Let's have a look at your stories, shall we? Bet you don't have any.

Sorry, dear, Homey doesnt play SHOW ME URS AND I'LL SHOW YOU MINE. Here's why: When I was a tender lad I was a member of my school's track & field team. I specialized in low hurdles and relays. But one day the coach put me in a 100 yard sprint. I am not a sprinter.

When the starting pistol fired, my foot caught a wingnut on the starting block, and I fell on my face. It was hilarious and the crowd howled.

What I didnt do was scowl, shake my fist at them, and challenge them to do better. It wasnt about them, it was about me, and I fucked up.

This isnt the goddamn Special Olympics where everyone gets a trophy.
 
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Sorry, dear, Homey doesnt play SHOW ME URS AND I'LL SHOW YOU MINE. Here's why: When I was a tender lad I was a member of my school's track & field team. I specialized in low hurdles and relays. But one day the coach put me in a 100 yard sprint. I am not a sprinter.

When the starting pistol fired, my foot caught a wingnut on the starting block, and I fell on my face. It was hilarious and the crowd howled.

What I didnt do was scowl, shake my fist at them, and challenge them to do better. It wasnt about them, it was about me, and I fucked up.

This isnt the goddamn Special Olympics where everyone gets a trophy.

. :p .
 
But a well-hung dwarf, apparently. :)

Unfortunately (for you) all you step on is your tongue.
 
Why? I already know everything about you that needs to be known.
 
SR71PLT

You'd think you could manage to recognize a good story when you read it. Obviously you cant.

You reinforce my assertion that most editors and publishers only know what they like, and occasionally others do, too.
 
I don't know, JBJ. Let's see one of your stories (getting back to the thread). Oh, that's right. You don't really write them, you just pretend you do and look down your nose at those who actually do write them.

Stop your crap and submit a story for us all to see, hot shot. You're just a big bag of gas.

(You step right in it, don't you? :D)
 
Whether I post or dont has nuthin to do with the merits of the story that was posted. Film critics dont make movies. Pundits arent politicians. If you post a story its fair game for criticism, and SHOW ME YOURS isnt a defense for lousy writing or lousy anything.

My criticism of the story is valid or it isnt.
 
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What a lot of bullshit, JBJ. Who do you think you're fooling? Such a loser. :D
 
SR71PLT

I agree, I'm a loser and bald and fat and old, and how does any of it make Irania's story better?

Youre trapped by the logic.
 
No, I'm not. Logic calls for you to establish credentials and expertise in being believable in judging writing. You haven't. Your credentials and expertise established here are in the realm of being contrary and nasty just to try to get attention--trying your best to be less insignificant than you are in real life. And it isn't working. That's logic for you. ;)
 
How is any of this bickering supposed to be encouraging for a new writer?

Can either of you answer that?
 
How is any of this bickering supposed to be encouraging for a new writer?

Can either of you answer that?

Let the new writer park her ass at the drawing board and try anew. She can keep the A/H Special Olympics Trophy, but work on writing decent stories.
 
No, I'm not. Logic calls for you to establish credentials and expertise in being believable in judging writing. You haven't. Your credentials and expertise established here are in the realm of being contrary and nasty just to try to get attention--trying your best to be less insignificant than you are in real life. And it isn't working. That's logic for you. ;)

Whatever I am or am not has no relevance to the quality of the story. If I simply guessed, and guessed correctly, it would still be a shitty effort. Besides, you'd never accept my qualifications under any circumstances, so I'm not gonna play that game with you. The story eats shit.
 
How is any of this bickering supposed to be encouraging for a new writer?

Can either of you answer that?

Oooo, ooo. Trick question?

Sure, I can answer that. I'm helping to let Iraina know that JBJ's postings really have nothing to do with her story. We're not bickering over her story (which I haven't read). We're bickering over establishing who JBJ is in relation to writing (which is nothing, based on anything he's established on this forum). Iraina can look after herself on who to pay any attention to.

Would it be better to leave Iraina to think that JBJ is some sort of New York Review of Books book reviewer?
 
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