Literature-Critiques

   "But how will we handle the different time zones and being jet lagged all the time from all the flights?"   "We'll make it work, Clementina," Crispin declared dramatically. "We'll make it work!"   "Oh, Walter..."   Crispin had a habit of inventing the most ridiculous names during skits, particularly girl's names. So Cobie always tried to battle it with the worst, typical old man names she could think of. Sometimes the names alone deserved their own skits. Between the two of them, they'd certainly created a number of... memorable characters, to say the least.   Maybe that was why they were so often paired together during the shows.

Have you ever held onto something so tightly that it seeped thru your white-knuckled fingers and became lost to you forever? I loved a man once. His smile lit my darkened world as if he were a lonely candy-cane-painted lighthouse on a foggy beach spinning his light in search of one who may be lost, and I was a beaten ship with tattered sales drifting thru dark, shark-infested waters with no hope left of finding a safe harbor in which to weigh anchor. Each love letter he wrote to me put the collective sonnets of William Shakespeare to shame. His touch was strong but gentle. His eyes were soft but piercing, lancing my blistered h

On the outside A blank sheet Uncaring Nonchalant Gray and dull On the inside Turmoil Waves crashing Fires spreading Tears streaming Hearts bleeding Children's cry The outside Is a lie On the outside Cloudy eyes So no one can see your thoughts Taut face So expressions are weighed down Brick walls So lies don't effect On the inside Fragile eyes That can break at any second Paper thin walls With so many holes Bullet marks everywhere Darkness pressing on the edges Trying to control it Is useless Her mind is Hell-set On the inside Nowhere is safe Smog is the air If there is a sun It is always blotted out Running Is no use They find you Th

Title: Not Allowed to Love Date: July 21,2013 Type:Fanfic Fandom: God, the Devil and Bob Genre: Romance Rating:4.5? Not Allowed to Love By: Izzy I-Hell                "Well, you’re up late, sir..." Smeck muttered to Lucifer, holding up a lantern that gleamed a light yellow color, contrasting with his appearance. Lucifer sighed unhappily, looking at a colored photo of three angels who looked very joyful. One angel, Michel, a army cut brown haired, blue eyed angel, was holding the camera and pointing at two angels, Lucifer, shaggy blonde haired angel with light blue skin, who was blushing and smiling madly, and Grace, a brown eyed, l

Nightmare Moon IS Real Luna smiled a little after she raised the moon on the sky completely. She watched as the jobs of the citizens were just about wrapped up. Most ponies bid themselves goodnight, satisfied with their deeds for the day. She then heard some of the nocturnal creatures awake and wander around the Everfree Forest, though she made sure that they would not threaten the ponies that now slept for the night. She sighed and walked back into the palace. “Everything seemst to be fine... Perhaps We should review the spells that Master Starswirl assigned for us...” ~~~ After a much needed snack, the Moon Princess sat in t

Runaway Crystal Feathers The shadow that was King Sombra drifted through the wind, until he approached a kingdom that was located a very long distance away from the land of the princesses. Though it had a beautiful crystal structure, he completely disregarded the wonderful architecture and allowed his dark aura to even destroy some of the buildings, if only to terrorize the civilians that had been standing by the store. He loved to torment them every day and night. The entire land suffered terrible mistreatment at the hooves of their ruler. He kept all the ponies imprisoned and enslaved for his benefit, and if that was not enough, he exhau

The next few days passed in a blur. Between reading and the wreck room, I always found that I had something to do. The nurses began to treat me with more respect when they realised I had a VIP card and treated me like royalty. Not bad bearing in mind that they wouldn’t even speak to me the week before. But there was one thing that kept on bugging me. It clawed at the back of my mind like an itch that wouldn’t go away. I hadn’t seen Bailey since our first conversation in the canteen but what she said still stuck with me. If Manson wasn’t really a doctor than what was he, a consultant, a specialist? I was one of the few

The light seeps through the almost transparent dome and the saddening green wakes me slowly. To my left, I find a dark and chalky object emitting its own type of energy. I don't know what it is. Directly in front of this, lies a small, colourful creature with few contours and many vertical streeps. They stand, bathed in the light, and glowing with the thought of control. I don't know what it is. Something falls. Knocked down by a passing predator, countless fruit collapse onto the floors. The dark greens smash into the burnt oranges of the sky and they delicately trickle apart. I don't know what it is. My vision is glazed - the morning sti

Strange Games That Bewilder The mismatched creature sighed as he flew around the palace grounds. “I wonder what’s taking her so long...” He looked around for the princesses that he had become more familiar with. He raised an eyebrow when he did not find either of them. He had followed Celestia when she rushed back to the palace, though she had given him no satisfying explanation as to why she was in such a hurry. All she had done was talk to a messenger when he approached her, then rush off. “Well, this is boring... Maybe I should go look for her inside.” He was about to teleport inside the palace, but decide