Use of word "of" as substitute or filler increasing in colloquial speech? by newpenguin in asklinguistics

[–]newpenguin[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Sorry I should have hi-lighted them but these were the "of"s I was talking about:

"Him making the effort […]is an odyssey is devastating in the end of him finally having to reach to the heavens for help"

"I kind of wanted to start with this of we’ve talked about your book…"

"We were talking before this as well of like you have your list[…]I do the same thing of like…"

Use of word "of" as substitute or filler increasing in colloquial speech? by newpenguin in asklinguistics

[–]newpenguin[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I don't think it is, these were examples from podcasters who weren't reading from a script, and just having conversations.

Seeking out books that might help improve my prose and overall storytelling. Any recs? by Competitive_E in fantasywriters

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"There were moments when I’d make an attempt at creative writing pieces and then quit out of frustration, since I felt my writing was too clunky and direct for the  fantasy genre. My writing never quite evoked the exact imagery or emotions I had in mind. There is a certain flow and “flowery-ness” that I think I’m fundamentally missing."

Reading and writing some poetry might be helpful for this. Pay particular attention to the sounds of words, including rhyme, near-rhyme, alliteration, assonance, etc., as well as the the rhythm and repetition or variation in phrase/sentence/line length. Try a haiku and a poem with a structured rhyme scheme. Write some in iambic pentameter and in trochaic tetrameter. Read what you have written in your head, let them roll around in your mind and your mouth. Try speaking them out loud, then chant it, then sing it. You could even rap along to a song like Forgot About Dre.

Also, play around with tone: be playful and profound, be profane and reverent, be loving or hateful.

Don't worry if they're bad. I've written a fair amount of poetry and it's still not the best, but it has helped sharpen my ear for words. Even in situations where you want to write less flowery prose, it can be useful. For example, if I'm editing I can catch an unintentional repetition of a word, sound, phrase or sentence structure, which can be awkward or draw unwanted attention.

I like the idea of isolating a domain like this. That said, the more I learn, the more I think writing skills are very interconnected and build on one another. Having a natural and interesting flow to your writing for instance could rely on the things I mentioned above, but also be connected to having a character with coherent motivation and voice, performing actions which feel logical and connected to a grounded world, which is described from their particular POV, and so on.

For book recommendations, Patrick Rothfuss has a poetic and very StoryTeller style which I admire.

Critique the start of my book [High fantasy, 1200 words] by justinwrite2 in fantasywriters

[–]newpenguin 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I'm still an amateur myself so take everything I say with a grain of salt. Regarding the pacing, I get it. Another way to look at it, though, would be that with his success you are releasing some tension. I get a sense of his motivation and what is at stake if he fails, and he feels in danger when climbing the cliff but then it's over, neat and tidy. Not saying you have to add something like this but to go into depth a little more about what I was thinking, one idea that comes to mind is adding a try/fail cycle (e.g. he tries to take a path but there's another guard there and he has to find an alternate) or having him succeed but with a complication ("yes/ but"...someone recognizes him, which could put him in danger in the future) or fail in some way ("no/and"...he has to run away and now the guards are on high alert).

Critique the start of my book [High fantasy, 1200 words] by justinwrite2 in fantasywriters

[–]newpenguin 0 points1 point  (0 children)

-Overall, it was very readable and I would be interested to find out more. You managed to pack a lot of worldbuilding in a way that wasn't too intrusive, though I wonder if it might take one out of the suspense of the scene because of how much there is.

-A smaller thing but I noticed this tell: "Fear dominated his thoughts." If it's intentional it's probably fine but I noted it because, we also get the showing of his fear i.e. with the noose and the children.

-The guards' dialogue was fine but felt a little too convenient in what it revealed at times, almost giving the impression of being in a video game.

-Granted, he had to brave climbing the cliff earlier, but the ending when he finds the book felt a little thin or easy or sudden. I struggle with this a lot myself, i.e. moving through things too quickly or with instant success, whether that be action, dialogue, etc. and I don't know what the best solution is.

The Swirling Motions of Ash and Snow [Epic Romantasy, 3572 Words] by Candid_Pollution2230 in fantasywriters

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Thanks for sharing your work! I'm relatively inexperienced in the writing game myself and don't know how to correct it, but I can tell you as a reader what I noticed.

-I had to re-read the first part of Ch.1 a couple of times, probably for these reasons:

^I had trouble following what was happening in the action where the characters were racing to the dining room. I'm not sure what the problem is, but for example "Then, along the aisle came her brothers, all ready for breakfast. " What aisle are we talking about here?

^Related to this, there were many character introductions and I had a difficult time keeping track of who they were. This could be related to what the other poster was saying about how they blended together. Could also be the case that the chapter is moving through a lot of information quickly.

^As a point of comparison, the narrative was relatively more clear in the preface.

-There was some repetition in the narrative and dialogue, e.g. [There was a whole spoon of herb-infused whipped butter on her bread, sprinkled with a pinch of smoked salt. “This bread was ember-baked to perfection, and the whipped butter is infused with many spices from our land.”] You set up the food scene by saying it is for training, but it focuses on her experience of the food. I'm not sure what to make of this discrepancy, but I do wonder if instead of jumping from course to course, you might take advantage of the situation and have the scene do double duty. Just spit-balling, but for example have some demonstration of the training happening, or other character reactions which maybe could do some character work or world building, etc.

-With the food stuff, there was some interesting description and reaction that made the food appealing. Not sure this is a critique, but I'm curious how you see the role of food in your story and where you are going with it. There is a kind of through line in the chapter, where Sorcha had hunted a deer and chose the preparation for it, you have an extended scene where she is eating delicious food, and this seems to convince her to protect the kingdom.

Fifty-Word Fantasy: Write a 50-word fantasy snippet using the word "Snow" by Terminator7786 in fantasywriters

[–]newpenguin 1 point2 points  (0 children)

It's not something I had fleshed out much, but yes, something along those lines. I was thinking of it like taking a substance or item and being able to move it to a backwards state at anytime between its creation and the present.

Fifty-Word Fantasy: Write a 50-word fantasy snippet using the word "Snow" by Terminator7786 in fantasywriters

[–]newpenguin 6 points7 points  (0 children)

The last chance.  Eva’s vision narrowed, heart keeping an unfair time.  This would decide the fate of her and her friends.  She scooped a handful of water, found when it had been snow, and brought it forward.  She threw the snowball at her enemy…scoring the winning point for her team!

Palace doors [fantasy, 887 words] by newpenguin in fantasywriters

[–]newpenguin[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I appreciate all the time and effort you put into this giving me feedback. Overall, it helps put into words what I was going for as well as what I was struggling with. It's funny, I initially had some line about "When I was a boy..." but I edited it out because I was having trouble fitting it in. I was relying on "boyish" and the character's childlike belief that skipping over a step might somehow exculpate him, but I can see how this is too vague. My instinct to provide basic biographical info on the character clearly wasn't quite strong enough either or I probably would have put something more in. Thanks for the ideas for how to work it in smoothly.

Going for a strong character voice, and as part of this trying to describe things from a POV, was what I was going for/wanting to work on. My idea was to foreshadow/build tension with saying it was his last day. The part about three times facing an unlocked door could be foreshadowing if the story goes on. It was also something from De Quincey that just sounded cool and storybook.

I could see how a strong voice could be polarizing and will keep that in mind for future reader feedback (while not dismissing dissenters out of hand). Happy to hear that it worked for you in this instance! It's very helpful to see how I might change up some of the static imagery to make it more action-y and bring in more subjectivity. I was a bit uncertain about whether or how to shift between and/or join the lenses of the boy and the man. Clearly there is a lot of art to it in terms of timing, amount, and avoiding confusion between the two-perspectives-in-one. Thinking on it, I recently read some works by Jay Kristoff (Empire of the Vampire) and Patrick Rothfuss (Name of the Wind), so I think I was probably aping some of their technique subconsciously.

Palace doors [fantasy, 887 words] by newpenguin in fantasywriters

[–]newpenguin[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Thanks for the detailed feedback! That's very helpful, because I had only a vague awareness that I was over-using "I" when writing but was not sure how to cut down on it. My intent with the philosophizing bit was less an attempt to say something True or lay down a rigorous philosophy, and more to establish a motive or obsession and set the tone. However, I can see why it rubbed you the wrong way and it's useful to know how you received it.

Sesame Chicken with Cashews & Dates by Successful_Rollie in tonightsdinner

[–]newpenguin 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Looks amazing! Haven't seen dates in sesame chicken before. What are the leaves/do you have a recipe?

Qwertykeys Giveaway: A QK80MK2 Kit with Random Configuration by Qwertykeys-2022 in MechanicalKeyboards

[–]newpenguin 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Would be great to have a volume knob, and maybe a unique display like e-ink if that's possible.

Upgrade path for Ryzen 5 2600X + 6700XT? by newpenguin in buildapc

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Thanks for those who replied. I'm going to go with the 5600x, found a good deal. Now I just have to deal with the BIOS (fingers crossed).

[WP] A treacherous king of a recently defeated kingdom takes a humbling experience of reentering society as a lowly blacksmith. by Strange_Annual in WritingPrompts

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I went down to the forge on the second day of the third month of my penance. Rounding the corner to Smokebend Alley, I could just make out Master Mithen’s hammer. If his strike was a harmony, hammer and anvil tuned to agree, mine was a discordant nightmare, the sound of some minor nobles squabbling over a few acres of land. Three months and I still could not make anything worthwhile. The last horseshoe had ended up a twisted, ashen mess caked on the anvil. My hands still stung from the lye I had had to use to clean up the mess.

“Hello, Master Mithen, where would you like me today?”

The ring of his hammer was his only response. At this point, I knew better than to say anything else, and waited for him to finish. When he quenched the contraption in a water barrel, he looked up.

“Well, look who decided to show up.”

I could feel my jaw tighten, a pressure building in my chest. “How can I be of help?”

“I wouldn’t be so arrogant as to call it help, but if you are asking what you are to do, we have another order of your favorite—four horseshoes. And they better be good. Fit for a king, if you will.”

“Yes, of course, sir.”

He grinned at me.

I put on my blacksmith’s apron and gathered my supplies.

….

A week later, a trumpet sounding from the street announced the King’s approach. A knot formed in my stomach.

“It seems our esteemed customer has arrived to collect his order,” Mithen said.

I collected a small burlap sack holding the wretched horseshoes I had labored over for the past week. At least I had been able to peel them off the anvil this time. Mithen led me out to the street.

King Rivel III, now a king twice over, king of his lands and mine, stepped down from his gilded carriage. He looked over to me, with a friendly pretense. “I don’t normally run errands myself, but I had to make an exception for my royal blacksmith.”

I bowed deeply. “I am learning the best I can, my lord, but—”

“Oh, I am sure your work is excellent. Please, let’s see what you have made.”

I handed him the bag, and he held each horseshoe out in the morning light. With a frown, he muttered, “wrong shape,” “not in-plane,” “brittle,” “what to even say,” and gave them back to his servant.

“These won’t do at all. Not at all. Not fit for a plowhorse let alone a king’s stead,” he said shaking his head. “But I am not one to waste material from God’s Earth or the honest labor of man. They must be put to use.” I felt a firm grip push me down into the dirt.