I always see the absolute best in what a person can be.
It’s the same reason I am consistently disappointed in the worst part that shows.
So many present themselves in such a beautiful way on their media pages.
Underneath they’re hollowed out caverns of a soul.
It makes me wonder what made them that way.
Isn’t that the question for all of us?
Why are you the way you are?
What made me the way I am?
A precious piece of time
Sitting over top a leather bound journal
They are separate but one
A reflection of time spent writing words
Words that are seen by one or two few
But words that can stand the trials of time
Time that this clock will count
Thank you for reading
Zac Zinn
I know, it’s hard to believe right? A free and EFFECTIVE editing service! Fret no longer over looking at the fees for professional editors. Thousands of dollars to edit your novel? Trust me, I know.
If you’ve written the next great novel, epic, poem, short story, it doesn’t matter, this place will have you covered. However, there is a give and take.
The website is http://www.critiquecircle.com and let me break down how the site works.
You critique other people’s stories, usually no more than 1500 word submissions at a time. The site runs off of a point program.
You critique a submission and you’re critique is over 300 words (not a hard feat to accomplish) and you get 1 point. It costs 3 points to submit a piece. It’s not the easiest work but it IS effective.
I’ve submitted 2 different pieces, one was a section in the middle of a novel I was working on and another was the first two chapters of the same novel. I’ve gotten a total of 7 or so critiques and found 1 to be relatively irrelevant and poorly written. The rest of the critiques were very well thought out and helpful points that began to polish my writing to what it needs to be. The community on this site is very helpful and as for me – are better writers than I haha.
It does take up time, but in the meantime, the point system keeps people critiquing so that no work goes untouched. So check out the site and get in on the action.
For a little more info, here is an excerpt taken out of their FAQ page –
 How does it all work…give me the basics |
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| Members submit their stories to the story queue, and pay credits to do so. Only a certain number of stories will be displayed each week (more information on this can be found here), so you may have to wait a week or two for yours to come up, depending on how much queue activity there is. When a story comes up for critique, other members can read it and submit their critiques to the author, thus earning credits.
Stories stay in the queue for a week, which runs Wednesday to Wednesday. To help with queue wait times, we created a custom Newbie Queue. Your first story must be submitted here and, if you wish, you can submit up to three in total before moving to the other queues. When you join the site, you get two free credits, and you can use these towards the cost of posting your first story. While your membership is still new you are also allowed the opportunity to upgrade to a Premium membership (details in the FAQ entry linked here) for an additional credit, which will allow you to submit your first chapter to the queues immediately. Stories in the Newbie Queue can receive up to six full critiques, while stories in the other queues can receive an unlimited number of critiques. Once your story in the newbie queue has received 6 crits of more than 150 words each it will be put into older submissions. When posting a story, authors have some choice in who can view their story. For example, some authors will specify that only people who have been members of this site for a month can read their story. That’s why you may not be able to view all the stories in the queue. So, those are the basics on how the system works…for more details, please continue reading the FAQs about Story Queue, Giving Critiques, Receiving Critiques, and Submitting a Story. |
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A Writer’s Sorrow
I dipped my quill in ink but my heart is dry
Finding myself only writing “…” I realize I’m empty
Call it what you want
Cold spell, dry spell, some blockage in the way
I can’t write, and I can’t live properly
It casts a shadow over the day
And covers night in black
Do I force the words?
Do I wait for them?
How many days have you gone without writing?
Days?
Months?
Years?
How long has it been since you released your heavens and hells onto a page?
If you feel blocked then please heed my advice because I have been there too many times. Go to a bookstore with no target in mind. Walk around for as long as it takes and find a book that stands out. Buy it on impulse and read it. Become enveloped by its story and fall into the power of what words can do. When you finish, grab a paper or open a blank document, and write what’s inside. You may even begin writing while you read the story.
Cover yourself in literature, and the words will find you.
Thank you for reading
Zac Zinn
I feel deep reverberations from the trembling in my heart
It ripples through my chest and travels to the corners of my body
Lifting me with hope of a better tomorrow
Drowning me with memories of yesterday
The waves of yesteryears wash over me
High tide will be the death of my hollow whole
Only my hand reaches the surface
My lungs burn as I’m losing this fight
I’ve cried wolf too many times
At what I thought heartbreak felt like
Little did I know they were tremors
Compared to the earth quakes and hurricanes inside me
Do I plead for help from above?
Or try and swim myself to the air?
Thank you for reading
Zac Zinn
So it’s been a super long time since I posted something, I apologize. Life got in the way of writing.
I’m currently looking for a 2nd writer to assist in writing for this site. If you have any interest, shoot an email to rawrock@rocketmail.com
Anyway, here’s a poem I’m writing on the spot right now. Like right meow.
Nobody ever told me how this would be
After to many years I finally see
The error in my ways
Hindsight always pays
I can kick myself hard
Charge more on my card
To help me forget your face
But is forgetting worth the race
The race is life
And I’m going way too fast
Slow down please, please slow down
I can forget your face but I can’t rid myself of your heart
There it is, sitting in my car in a parking lot.
Photo from a few nights ago
Thanks everyone for sticking with,
Zac Zinn
Thank you for reading
Zac Zinn
I just wrote this minutes ago in a moment of inspiration.
You know life can be pretty rough sometimes. Everyone knows it. Well, I found myself in a moment of reflection and sadness and I didn’t have a guitar, so I wrote this..
I’m trying to justify to myself that I shouldn’t feel this way
People don’t feel so attached to others after such a brief time
However I find myself surrounded by sadness and only my words to vent it all
Maybe I’m only missing the idea of you
What if the worse part of this is simply the idea
But what if it’s specifically you?
I’m not sure what’s more haunting
I just can’t shake this feeling of being owed by some higher being
I know it’s a foolish thought
My journey should produce fruit right?
Well I’ve planted the seed my entire life
I’ve planted and watered
When do I see the fruit I can touch?
Thanks – Zac
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