Critiquing Tips

Critiquing Tips

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Some writers and critics ask me how I write my "essays" when they see the critiques I leave on their stories or other authors' works. Usually I just tell them that I rant a lot and on everything I see, but that's not quite how it goes. Here are the steps I take in my critiques. Hopefully it can help other critics or those who want to become critics here on Wattpad. Let me know if you go about it a different way, and I will post up another part with your suggestions and tips, and dedicate it to you. That way, we can make a better collection that will fit several different critiquing styles. (And yes, I used the Wattpad cover maker for the cover...)
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I gave the best of myself to someone who didn't have anything to lose. I didn't know how to avoid my lover's toxic and abusive flames. My lover's twisted words were like a maze inside of my head that I couldn't escape. Sadly, my lover's actions hypnotized my thoughts and paralyzed my thinking. I learned the hard way that love isn't leaning in for a kiss, and a fist meets you halfway. Love isn't being a punching bag because someone decided they wanted to beat on you today. Love isn't saying I love you just because someone wants to keep you to themselves. I tried to be there for my lover, but I learned it is impossible to fix the broken pieces when the glass has shattered. There will always be pieces that are not repairable. However, I kept going right back to the person who I needed to walk away from. I was afraid, and I wasn't brave enough to wake up from this nightmare! I made the choice to suffer when life is meant to be lived and enjoyed. Will I find the courage to know my worth and know that I deserve better than the distasteful lies that are whispered in my ears? Will I have the strength to fight my insecurities? Will, I set myself free, or will I let my love be the death of me?

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