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When it comes to good writing I scour the Earth, like Parsifal searching for the golden chalice.

Occasionally I find it.

Yesterday I read a few TEXRAD stories and the opening of LONESOME DOVE, the best Western novel, ever.

In LONESOME DOVE two pigs fight over a rattlesnake. With TEXRAD every story begins with two pigs fighting over TEX.
 
Hey now, don't tell them which pig won. It'll spoil the ending.

Being compared to Lonesome Dove can't be all bad can it? They made a movie out of it.
 
Hey now, don't tell them which pig won. It'll spoil the ending.

Being compared to Lonesome Dove can't be all bad can it? They made a movie out of it.

Your stories are too long. I found one I like a lot and its at least 3 pages. I run outta brain RAM at about 300 lines of text. But the pigs put you in the running!
 
Your stories are too long. I found one I like a lot and its at least 3 pages. I run outta brain RAM at about 300 lines of text. But the pigs put you in the running!

Nope, my stories are exactly as long as they need to be to tell the story. I suggest you order a longer attention span or more memory Ram.

Hey, I want to read this pig story!

I'd post a link but I have no idea which story he is talking about. it could be one of many since i have over 200 stories posted.
 
Lordy, if you ever seen pigs fight over a snake you oughta see TEX's pigs fight over his lil worm.

If US pigs are as gutsy as the UK variety (I'm told their teeth are better), that'll be quite a battle. Poor lil worm, there'll be nothing left of it after the pigs have finished.:eek:
 
If US pigs are as gutsy as the UK variety (I'm told their teeth are better), that'll be quite a battle. Poor lil worm, there'll be nothing left of it after the pigs have finished.:eek:

JBJ is just jealous. He hasn't got pigs or a lil worm... I mean snake.

Did you know pigs can have orgasms a half hour long? :D
 
Ugh, LIT is filled with horrible writing. Looking thru the TOP LISTS I found this jewel:

Mira stood staring into the darkness of the cave, her white shift blowing slightly in the breeze. She was average in all ways. She had average brown hair, average brown eyes, average weight, average height, average intelligence, and average bravery. She was just average. She had been dreading this moment since she had watched the first of her sisters commit to the path. She was the last of this generation. Mira wasn't sure if it was better to have lived a longer life dreading what would come or if it would have been better to have died first and lose what little time she had been given.

The score stuns me but a worse story ranked much higher. Wretched stories roosting on the TOP LISTS is the rule at LIT.
 
I just finished reading NOTHING LASTS FOREVER by Roderick Thorp. DIE HARD with Bruce Willis is the movie version.

The concept and plot are simple. An old guy fights a terrorist gang in a tall building. Its not a gay romance with Bruce Jenner and Rosie O'Donnell. LIT writers make every story like ObamaCare healthcare plans.
 
Ugh, LIT is filled with horrible writing. Looking thru the TOP LISTS I found this jewel:

Mira stood staring into the darkness of the cave, her white shift blowing slightly in the breeze. She was average in all ways. She had average brown hair, average brown eyes, average weight, average height, average intelligence, and average bravery. She was just average. She had been dreading this moment since she had watched the first of her sisters commit to the path. She was the last of this generation. Mira wasn't sure if it was better to have lived a longer life dreading what would come or if it would have been better to have died first and lose what little time she had been given.

The score stuns me but a worse story ranked much higher. Wretched stories roosting on the TOP LISTS is the rule at LIT.

Sorry JBJ, not one of my stories. Anyway, I thought you wanted to talk about pigs and snakes. Ya gotta focus round here.
 
Ugh, LIT is filled with horrible writing. Looking thru the TOP LISTS I found this jewel:

Mira stood staring into the darkness of the cave, her white shift blowing slightly in the breeze. She was average in all ways. She had average brown hair, average brown eyes, average weight, average height, average intelligence, and average bravery. She was just average. She had been dreading this moment since she had watched the first of her sisters commit to the path. She was the last of this generation. Mira wasn't sure if it was better to have lived a longer life dreading what would come or if it would have been better to have died first and lose what little time she had been given.

The score stuns me but a worse story ranked much higher. Wretched stories roosting on the TOP LISTS is the rule at LIT.

So what they were saying is she is....average?:confused:

I write everything on the fly as it comes to me, but when I go back through it I fix words I have duplicated in short spans.

I've learned that most of the top stories in every category deliver the flat out ABC formula for that particular category and many are not much more than strokers, but that's what people want.

Stories that try to be different can still be successful here, but they do a pay a price for being different.
 
Sorry JBJ, not one of my stories. Anyway, I thought you wanted to talk about pigs and snakes. Ya gotta focus round here.

My wife found lit before I did and kept trying to get me to post the stories I was fooling around with up there.

Of course I eventually did, but at one point she says "Your stuff is as good as anything I've found there"

she sent me some links and the first story I read was your "Bound"

I read it and said, "Umm, I think I need a little more practice."

Thanks for humbling me before I even started.
 
So what they were saying is she is....average?:confused:

I write everything on the fly as it comes to me, but when I go back through it I fix words I have duplicated in short spans.

I've learned that most of the top stories in every category deliver the flat out ABC formula for that particular category and many are not much more than strokers, but that's what people want.

Stories that try to be different can still be successful here, but they do a pay a price for being different.

I get how most LIT writers lack creativity. But I'm looking for basic stuff...basic competence, and it aint there except in rare cases. You and TEX are better than most tho both of you write too much. I don't wanna deal with more than 2 LIT pages. My attention span is about as long as TEXs itty bitty worm.

Link me to your best fuggin story or any excellent story. Ditto TEX. PILOT, too.
 
Oh JBJ, I have spotted a corker for you to read. It's in GM though, you have been warned:

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-rivers-bluff

Ummm...enjoy.

Thanks for the recommendation. That said, the opening totally sux:

The frigid river water enveloping my body shocked the senses more so as my unsubmerged head remained exposed to the scorching midday heat of the central Texas Hill Country. The dichotomy of sensations provided welcome respite from the vigorous summer hike over the verdant hills juxtaposed around the Sabinal River.
 
Thanks for the recommendation. That said, the opening totally sux:

The frigid river water enveloping my body shocked the senses more so as my unsubmerged head remained exposed to the scorching midday heat of the central Texas Hill Country. The dichotomy of sensations provided welcome respite from the vigorous summer hike over the verdant hills juxtaposed around the Sabinal River.

Wait until you get to the 'paroxysmal reverberations'. :eek::D
 
… 3: 49 P.M., CST … “What I don't understand,” the taxi driver shouted over the whacking of the windshield wipers, “is what goes through a person's mind when he mutilates somebody like that.”

Thorp, Roderick. Nothing Lasts Forever

The opening of NOTHING LASTS FOREVER, later changed to DIE HARD
 
Picture the ground rising on the east side of the pasture with scrub trees thick on the slope and pines higher up. This is where everybody was. Not all in one place but scattered in small groups, about a dozen men in the scrub, the front line, the shooters who couldn’t just stand around. They’d fire at the shack when they felt like it, or when Mr. Tanner passed the word, they would all fire at once.

Leonard, Elmore. Valdez Is Coming (p. 1). HarperCollins.
 
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