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He didn’t even have to knock; the two guards at the front of the yard waved him past, and as he took the porch steps in one leap, he saw Fuery standing in the doorway, waiting for him. All the lights in the house appeared to be on.
“What’s happened?” Maes demanded breathlessly. Even though he’d driven here, he’d been unable to get
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Hmm. Although Maes' comforting Roy is very touching, it strikes me as a lot more femenine than guys usually are. Of course, these guys are best, best, best friends, and maes is a really affectionate guy, but you still have to take into consideration where boundaries are laid differently for the other gender. I think you've overstepped it just a little bit.
Very good delerium-talk from Roy. A lot of the time writers underestimate how often people stutter - you hardly ever read stuttering, unless the writer is trying to prove a point - but I think you've shown Roy's fracture train of thought very well.
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I've read several books on writing techniques and composition, and they're pretty much unanimous that when a writer tries to capture exactly the way a stutterer would speak, or else, say, someone's actual accent, it's very hard for readers to read. It's like snags catching the reader's eyes so the eyes don't flow across the text, but have to stumble through it with a lot of work ( ... )
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