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To Play Joseph sat attentively at the front of the class as Ms. Parry explained the day's lesson. The name of William Shakespeare clung tightly against the blackboard in the loops of her handwriting. The other children's legs folded and unfolded as they peered up at teacher, and more than a few fingers were prying apart the carpet for tiny stones they could throw at their classmates. Joseph alone leaned forward, transfixed by Ms. Parry's words. She was explaining that while the children might be taught a lot of rules to do with sentences and grammar and conjugation and spelling, these rules were there to guide them, not restrict them. She pausedTo Play by `apocathary
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 These are reviews of my work written by my very closest friends and readers of my work. I love all of them!   The degree of quality in `apocathary's works is such that if I saw him on the street I would make my way over to him and swiftly run him through with my blade. Let it be understood that this murder would not be motivated by jealousy, but rather an attempt to slay the beast before its blight corrupts the entirety of the written word. At present he is mercifully confined to the digital realm, but it is only a matter of time, my fellows, until he manages by coincidence or manipulation to manifest in our physical world. On that day the sky shall rain bile and the seas will heave as the Earth Mother herself attempts to eject this sacrilege from its surface. Heed my warning! `apocathary will devour us all! HE IS THE DESTRO--(transmission cut) -- `darkcrescendo `apocathary's works contain sentences which are in turn made up of words. The words, in a manner which reveals their function, are entirely composed of letters which can be said to belong to an alphabet. Occasionally numbers are present, but these are rare and generally considered to be mistakes. `apocathary has shown he is able to take these building blocks and place them in such a way as to construct paragraphs, however it is uncertain if this is deliberate or merely accidental in the manner of a monkey brushing up against the return key. In any case, the paragraphs are commonly found to be loosely related in such a way as to suggest an overall narrative, but these relations are often tenuous or nonsensical. --!TheKingofFall If there is one word that can sum up `apocathary's body of work, it would be 'bewildering'. Bewildering in the sense that one must wonder whether he has actually read any of his work before releasing it, like a rank fart, on the wider community. My beret could write with more skill than him; has done so in fact, with George Tsatsiki quoted as saying my beret's poems 'Have a fine weave about them.' In any case, if I were `apocathary I would be leaning back and having a good head scratch, literally, to check if he has suffered any brain-damaging head wounds lately. --`PoeticWar I just think it's so wonderful to see a writer like `apocathary trying so hard to improve his writing. His stories are just so...special. They're like seeing that guy with no legs crossing the finishing line at the paralympics. While he may not ever write like you or I, he's doing his best in his own unique way. A tear wells in my eye everytime I see something new from him. But they aren't tears of sadness, nor happiness really; more a kind of pity that he'll never be able to write like a normal person. Good on you, `apocathary! You keep doing whatever it is you might call what you're doing! --~Calyptra `apocathary's body of work is like being stranded alone in the darkest bar in the worst part of town, and all of a sudden a massive, tattooed guy wearing a dress comes up to you and asks you to dance. You know you gotta do it, but you also know that at some point you're going to feel dirty. Real dirty. Dirty like rape. Fist rape. Brass-knuckle fist rape. Spiked brass knuckle fist rape. By Oprah. `apocathary's writing is like getting spiked brass knuckle fist raped by Oprah. --~hell-on-a-stick |
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And like I said to `StJoan on le fb, it'll remind me that I can be a total fucking moron at times.
) PhD student operating out of Perth, Western Australia. I've been here on dA for quite some time, and have been involved in all sorts of activites including, but not limited to: hosting a workshop at #Writers-Workshop, drunken teamspeak story deliveries, hosting multiple competitions including the Ugly and Dream Journal contests, watching almost a dozen GD/GMs do their time, being the patron of three clubs (one of which even survived), alias trolling the forums, posting ill-thought-through dramallama-tastic journal entries, suggesting about a dozen DDs, receiving four DDs myself, moving accounts once, being staff at ~ProsePlease, ~suture, ~Wordspill, and ~LitFFS, quitting dA twice, coming back twice, declaring jihad on the 'P emoticon, and much much more. I'm aligned strongly with the camp that uses dA to try and improve their writing through feedback, but I'm as open to entertainment and socialising as anyone that joins the wild and wooly world of the forums and chats!
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