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ZOOTOPIA: Addition (spoilers) by Jon-Wood, visual art

ZOOTOPIA: Addition (spoilers)

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WRITING: In the End, In Doesn't Even Matter by Jon-Wood, literature

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WRITING: In the End, In Doesn't Even Matter

After the girl checked the peephole, she quickly opened the door and bowed to the visitor and invited her inside, "Good afternoon, Miss Katsuragi! Come in, please!" This is an anonymized excerpt from a fanfic. Take a look at it. What do you notice? There should be a full stop after "inside". Anything else? It says the same thing twice times in two sentences. It tells us the girl invited the guest inside, then shows us the words. Couldn't it've just used the dialogue alone? Exactly. This story was badly over-written. I assumed it was part of the bit, since the writer said the main character was a delusional egotist, but...it kept going, even in bits that weren't from her perspective. Now, I could assume that was also part of the bit, but there's also a joke where a character is squashed into a pancake, and goes waddling off comically like Tom after his latest mishap with Jerry. Which might work in animation, but it doesn't work in text. Especially when everything

WRITING ADVICE: Fast as you can, baby by Jon-Wood, literature

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WRITING ADVICE: Fast as you can, baby

If you read Through the Looking Glass, there's an event called "the Red queen's race". The racers run as fast as they can, and go nowhere. This has become an evo-bio hypothesis; species have to constantly adapt and evolve to avoid losing to other species, and to effectively stay in the same place. I swear, I'm going somewhere with this. And that gif will be relevant. While back, I read a fanfic I can't remember the name of. It was a mix of various F U T U R E fandoms, and was mostly about espionage, and tech development. And on paper, I should've liked it. I like spy stuff. I like sneaking missions. I like cool military operations and codenames. And I like fusion settings. I didn't like this fic. It took me a while to realize. Took me a little longer to figure out why. It's because nothing happened. Okay, a lot of things happened. Private and government forces were fighting a shadow war with experimental technology, in space. It's just that it didn't matter. Felt like every

Writing advice: Tilted over Inclinations by Jon-Wood, literature

Literature

Writing advice: Tilted over Inclinations

"And that," I concluded, "is how I can unify the North." The Emperor sat silent for long, long moments, until a smile spread across his grave face. Something in my guts unclenched. He pointed his sceptre at me. "Go now, Lady Felix. Be my Hand and My Voice, and bring these rebels to heel." I inclined my head. "At once, and by your command. sire.' I rose — slowly, my knees aren't as young as they used to be — and — The Emperor held up his hand. I froze. He said, "Hold.'' "Sire?" "What...what was that?" Something in my guts unclenched. "I...I said-" "Not what you said." He leaned forward. His smile was gone, and his brow furrowed. "Your narration." Huh? "You 'inclined your head', correct?" "Yes, sire." "Which direction, milady?" "I beg your pardon, sire?" "There are four usual directions one normally 'inclines' one's head. We shall disregard diagonals, for the nonce." He held up a finger, imperiously. "Forward." Another finger. "Back." The last two. "Left and