Bubbles

Bubbles

I'm Bubbles.

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    Mar 03, 2022

    I caught up to this and I will probably recommend it to the discord server after I write this.

    I just want to say that I'm a very big fan of the raw, personal, together-with perspective you have going on for you here. Foregoing the fact that the issue at hand rings very close to my heart for personal reasons, the statement of which probably reveals more about me than intended, I believe it's a very intimate look into an extremely intimate issue.

    What strikes me is the prose, first and foremost. While bearing similarities to something more traditional in nature, I think it does a fair job of distancing itself from that. You've found a very good style that I assume mixes both the zeitgeist of the website and your artistic sensibilities and I can only commend you for that.

    What strikes me is how innocent, but targeted Misaki's process is. Because you referred to them as a 'her' in the titles but the story is what it is, I'll err on the side of caution and use 'them' moving forward. I think the events you've chosen are perfect to convey the confusion, the impulse, the want and the 'need' even, of someone undergoing this acute process of self-discovery and revolt, in a way. As you put it (might be a paraphrase) but they have '[their] "girl" duty' said in a way that implies it to be a burden.

    While I'm not one to assume, I feel like this warrants stating. If this isn't a self-referrential piece, then it's a splendid example of social research. If it is, then you've succeeded in creating literature out of experience, which is something far too many authors fail.

    Though it might nullify my points, I'd still like to point some things out. I enjoy the style very much, but I feel like it lacks a degree of polish. I believe at some point the descriptions become far too technical and detailed and while it might have some stylistic value I can't discern, I believe it harms the overall atmosphere, pacing and tone of the narration. Examples include the way the phone was thrown into the thicket and the door of the school was opened. I also think that, for what it's worth, the story feels very nebulous for something that's rather far from a stream of consciousness. I think the grounding is a bit lacking, to the point where some more entrenched details could help create a more accurate view of the situation. I understand that, perhaps, this effect was intended — a play on the tumultuous and confusing experience, the entire first-person narration carries a dream-like note. But I think that this effect, good as its intention might be, is hampered here and there.

    I hope I'll remember to finish this story when it's finished. I'll extend an invitation for you to notify me when your story is finished, whether by a comment here (which my moderating duties bound me to read), one on any of my postings, or, if you are there, a message on the discord server.

    Thanks for your work and I hope you keep going.

    Bubbles, out.

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    Men Without Women
    Chapter:8





    Jan 19, 2022

    Hullo.

    I'll begin by saying I enjoyed this little read here, duty-bound and all. I'm a fan of philosophically-inclined writings, particularly those that weave them as some form of introspection. Whilst I'm not entirely sold on whatever you were lying down, I did like it for the most part.

    What I'd like to comment on is the rather broad, melodramatic and extensive allure of your prose. I understand that certain topics lend themselves to a different writing style, but my mind begins to wander after a while because I don't feel anything *more* is added. The reflections are there, but they feel like rehashes, rewords, rephrases, there isn't really anything new that enhances or contributes to Arnold's perspective here. Even the first chapter suffers from the same lack of focus. When I read something like that, my first belief is that there isn't a clear goal to strive towards in the writing, so a lot of the stuff ends up being filler. Which, sure, can have its perks and rewards; it does here for the most part, but after a while it's becoming droning.

    Notwithstanding that, I think that without a proper thematic basis this type of story ends up feeling unwarrantedly hollow. I'm not entirely sure *what* caused Arnold to be so...othered and alienated. It feels like a character trait that exists solely at the plot's convenience which, to me, isn't doing it any favours. I might've missed something, granted, I'm reading this in an odd fashion, but I'm fairly certain there isn't a Pygmalionesque story behind this. While I appreciate that Arnold has views fiction ('fantasy') as some form of universe that compensates his loneliness and isolation, it feels like an Ouroborous. He's lonely because he's hyperfixated and hyperfixated because he's lonely. Without a starting point, this cycle feels kind of contrived, though I admit it creates a very interesting read; which is part of why I'm even tackling this.

    Prose-wise, I think I've said enough, but I'd like to highlight the perspective swaps that are somewhat... jarring? To me, at least, I feel like the perceived stylistic value of the extradiegetic comments don't really tie in properly with the more personal aspect of Arnold's inner monologue. Just a thought, I suppose.

    That's it.

    Bubs, out.

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    If I Had the Chance!
    Chapter:3



    Jan 19, 2022

    I think this is as far as I'll go.

    I don't really have much to say about this fiction so far. I find the premise to be very weird and suspension of disbelief, realism and what-not aside, it just doesn't vibe well with me. Tensain is just too much of a virgin for me to understand how in hell's name he was out of high school at 17, then speedran 10 years of college in 5 to get a PhD. when he wasn't even smart to begin with.

    I won't even touch on the motifs, but at some point, I dunno there's animeisms and there is *too much* of anything. I do feel like that boundary has been crossed here.

    My main gripe is the style, really. I can live with the present tense narration, it's fine in general and the very abrupt nature of the events works well with it; gives it a sense of immediacy, I suppose. But there's just so much inconsequential fat, I'm bored. The chapters feel so long due to the interactions that simply aren't interesting to me. I feel like there's a lot of 'idling', for lack of a better word – characters that just drone on and on in some meaningless interaction that only ends with the bit that actually does something.

    For the most part, this feels like it's written like a manga script; the way the sentences flow, the 'panels', the inner thoughts displayed and alternated. But, to me, it's just not doing it. I can't really get invested when I'm being described things in a very explicit, forward manner, or when I need to sift through very elaborate things for little payoff (the time when Tensain presses backspace twice comes to mind).

    I feel like the best bit of advice I can give you is to practise narrative focus. I think you have a lot of ideas and feel the need to put them all in, but at some point it's just far too much. It starts subtracting more than it adds when so much is added because nothing really feels important. I can appreciate some inconsequential details, I think they can be used very well to add depth to a scenario, but you take it to a level when the events portrayed are just excessive. So, I suppose it might be best if you try compressing what you want to say to a more essential package. For a .zip, it's got a pretty large file size.

    That's all I have to say.

    Bubs, out.

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    I Want You to Be Real with Me
    Chapter:3



    Dec 26, 2021

    Hullo.

    I can definitely see a bit of the experimental nature of things here, so I would like to being by issuing a congratulation for trying to get out of your comfort zone. There were some poetic bits and the narrative voice reads a lot like the Noir/true crime films, particularly with those short, sparse and humdrum sentences, which I assume was what you were going for.

    Nevertheless, I can't help feeling that everything is written like a mechanism. There's a lack of flow to things, as far as I'm concerned. I can appreciate you use some form of imagism, rather obvious in the descriptions, but I feel that particular style is kind of lacking when not properly adopted. Many times I felt like paragraphs were missing a wheel or two and you just replaced it with a pile of bricks – 'Letters of love and forgiveness don't fly through the mail like swans delivering bundles of hope.' The aforementioned constructions, these almost intransigent similes create a very monotonous reading experience, which doesn't necessarily translate into the monotony you might want to impart through the text itself (i.e. how Daniel's door was just one of many unoiled cogs in this machine).

    The poetic aspects are there, I'll grant you that. There's a lot of reflection around this extremely dilapidated, Hell's kitchen wannabe setting about the human nature, particularly greed, isolation and anguish. However, I feel like you're putting these sort of episodes above the storytelling itself. I personally enjoy it more when the reflection is mingled with the plot moving forward (primarily) not when the plot is paused so that the narrative voice can issue declarations. When it happens much too often you end up with a very slow, meandering scene that, whilst titillating to the meditation gurus, to me is just nondescript. Notwithstanding that, there is, I feel, an unspoken limit to how much you can say with one singular thing before the whole thing starts feeling loaded, tacked on or inordinate. In this one short chapter you tackle what I can assume is environmental concerns (fracking), bleak quotidian life, claustration, the downtrodden neighbourhoods of capitalism, crime and its tolls on people and certainly some other things I haven't listed. This isn't to say that it's wrong, but to me it feels like these things are there just to be there, put forward in a very broad, unassuming way with a very low purpose.

    At any rate, it's a step-up, so I'm interested to see where the wind blow Daniel. See you next chapter.

    Bubs, out.

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    Forgiveness
    Chapter:1



    Dec 23, 2021

    Hullo.

    This was not the most thoroughly written chapter. Here and there you can find spelling mistakes, repetitions and other technical misgivings. This isn't a race. Take your time.

    This was interesting. Whilst the flow of the exposition was a bit clumsy, I think it had an organic enough feel to not warrant any eye-batting. Besides, it's pretty intriguing altogether, the whole supernatural coming of age. Funny how vampires have a very voracious definition of puberty.

    My current gripe is with pacing, but since I've got no clue what scope this story has, it shall remain unspoken.

    Other than that, this is an extremely personal qualm, but the style can become a little droning at times. Notwithstanding the almost formulaic nature of the speech tags there are plenty of explicative and conclusive constructions that don't feel like they're attempting anything clever, interesting or unique. At its very best the stylistic is palatable, but the kind you can stomach for a while before it becomes droning. I do believe this is mainly because of the second purpose of this story, which is to expand upon the HotD universe. That, unfortunately, lends it a rather plain note and leads me to believe that this is meant more as an addendum or prequel than a standalone (hypocritical as it may be coming from me.)

    I do, however want to commend you on your character design/build-up. Whilst not particularly complex, I enjoy how they shine through their simplicity. You do have a talent for creating people who feel human and interact in heartwarming ways. It's a virtue that many people struggle with and I do think it should be what you could master, whilst trying to identify the unique voice you might be looking for.

    That's it.

    Bubs, out.

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    Silent Night
    Chapter:2