FicWad

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It was GOOD.

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Now I know why I like your stories so much...

They're FULL.

They're full, full of emotion and description and mood. They're rich and bittersweet and creamy and sharp. They're comparable to brownies sometimes (and trust me, I discovered brownies four hours ago and I'm in heaven) and other times, broccoli. (And I like broccoli!) They're just so visual. I can really see what you can see. I just love it so much. You can feel what they feel, see and hear and smell and even taste what they see and hear and smell and even taste. You open a new world for us, and it's one just as unpredictable and sweet as this one right here.

Remember, way back in the fifth or so chapter, when I told you you were the next J.K. Rowling? I haven't changed my mind. Brush that grammar! Fix those typos! Make your order of words pleasing and comfortable! Big, out-of-the-box words aren't always the best words. Sometimes, you'd go for something really good, and you totlaly ignore the fact it's not pleasing to the mind--"I've use a really cool adjectival phrase, so it's good enough"--You gotta learn to ditch that habit. Do that. And you'd be very close to the publisher's.

Keep up the good work. Just because you're super good, doesn't mean you can just ditch it all and give up Ficwad altogether. You're only fifteen, and you still do have a work to do. You go, girl. (Urgh, my girly friend is rubbing off me...)

~Pheph

PS: I wrote a book! ;)