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A tumblr blog for those of you who wants critiquedEdit: alright, thanks guys so much for the great feedback . we're slowly working our way through your critique-requests.
Critique submission is closed for the moment because there are so many requests coming at once and there's only like...9 of us critiquing and one of them is a writer. keep following us though, cause I'm sure as we finish critiquing them, we'll open it up again
here's the blog: http://critcorner.tumblr.com
This is a blog where a bunch of artists will be critiquing those who submit their work/projects in, so if you want your work critiqued, go on that blog : D
I'll be critiquing on it too ~~ Well, mostly the ones needing human anatomy help and asking for red-lining xDD;~ but there's peeps who can help with animals, composition, colours and stuff too .
please note that it might take a bit of time for all of us to get through and critique it thoroughly, especially since we're all pretty busy people as well .
ps. this isn't my tumblr, this is just a c
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How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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