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There's a lot of work needed on your female characters. As a reader, they come off as annoyingly absurd and carry the same tone in "voice" as if the writer is struggling with extremes and yet still keeps landing the characters in the same ol' bland one dimensional soup. This is understandable as Ayn Rand (reading Atlas Shrugged now) has the same problem. What's sexy and attractive to the author can sometimes cause imagination stagnation in the creation of a great story. Be believable,observant and progressive while avoiding the typical. Make the reader want to grab that character and fall in love. Like I did with Prof. Helpful hint number 1.

You always start out amazing and engaging, falter somewhere in the middle, and end in anti climax of deluded confusion. Take your time or your reader will notice this and become frustrated in knowing what to expect or just become tired. Helpful hint number 2.

The good news is that you nail originality in some male characters consistantly. However rare, your extensive vocabulary and knowledge make those few a delight to read. Surprise!A few are even capable of dignity and class. Here your gumbo is good, yeh. They make the reader desire to get emotional and act. Thats always a plus. The only problem with the masculine characters that they lack something Europeanly romantic in their nature. Conte Max was superb, yet alas, fell apart because he forgot to progress in the reader relationship. In other words, remember progression. Heat it up, yet try to avoid the juvenile mistake of overburning. =/ Helpful hint number 3.

You're writing a lot lately fer sho. It's showing in the dilution of efforts being spread thin and trying to be too many things to too many people in too many places. Remember to get your rest and refresh before your story becomes completely stupid due to "authors exhaustion". Kinda like adding Ashton Kutcher to Two and 1/2 Men...omg...

In summary, this compassionate and loving reader sticks with it because they see the author trying so wonderfully hard, even when being an evil slug of demented proportions rudely painting derelict mental images in their vomitus slime upon the DP wall...

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In summary... keep practicing, practicing, practicing...