Help! I have a Mary Sue!More Like This
You know that you have a Mary Sue when she upsets the monochromatic color scheme of my Writer's Guides.
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Internet communities often lash out at writers who create Mary Sues. Declaring the writing to be below their standards, they proceed to punish the creators. They mock the characters, verbally abuse the writers, and write hyperbolically about how much they wish the characters would die.
Bullying writers (who may be very young) is only going to make them afraid to write—and therefore improve—or share their work. Not only that, but it discourages other writers from speaking for fear of public mockery, and it may silence the voices that could someday become great.
If you've directly or indirectly suffered from the abuse of such individuals, let me first apologize on their behalf. I don't care if your story stinks so much that it can be smelled from fifty miles away; mocking you
What Lies Would You TellZaen was no good at detecting lies.More Like This
"Where did you read that?" he asked, glancing up from his book.
Dark shrugged. "Some online magazine, I think. I forgot exactly where. I just remember it sayin' that reading comprehension drops around 30% soon after sundown. Got somethin' to do with your body clock or somethin' like that," he said. A 30% difference should be big enough to make Zaen consider changing his habits, while not huge enough to seem suspicious. He didn't read scientific stuff, but his artificial memories involved school, so he knew enough academic lingo to sound like he knew what he was talking about.
Zaen pressed his index finger to his lips, letting his other fingers curl under his chin. "Hmm. I suppose I could see how that would make sense. It's more difficult to function when exhausted." He set his bookmark in between the pages of his book.
"And you've been readin' for what, the whole afternoon? You gotta have seriously fatigued your brain. C'mon, kid, get up." Dark grabb