Otakon

I have the aggravating ( to others) ability to re-read books, re-watch movies, and re-listen to music 10-12+ times and not only enjoy it each time; but also see something new each time in the experience.

Lame superpowers? Hmmm: Physical Oversensitivity: Because of my ADHD my the filters in my brain for my physical senses are less effective than a 'normies'. As such I can't goto a club because of the contrasts of loud music, bright lights and so on. But it leads me to write in a very sensory sort of way, giving descriptions that others don't think of because I experience life in a more over-ridingly detailed sort of way. Alien Creatures: I seem to have this weird ability to take inhuman beings and making them relatable even when they shouldn't be. Some how I have broken the writing formula down to be able to make aliens and monsters completely inhuman and still understandable enough to write about.

*Warning, short story is 16+ due to nudity. I know this short story is in trouble, the scenes are somewhat out of order, and I am stuck on a major description that the story depends on. The description is of a massive globular machine used as a calendar, celestial map, event predictor; seasonal, tide, and herd movement calendar, as well as many other tracking functions. There are huge gears and rings and projections leading to the center of the device and the description is falling flat. The views of the two non-human characters will probably need touching up. I probably have too much fluff prose and writing into character in the scenes, but so far I seem to need it all. Any and all help will be appreciated. Do not fear tough critiques, I do not feel there are bad critiques. All opinions and advice are beneficial in some way. Please help! I Love... (?).doc

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