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science fiction, swashbuckler, pulp, short story
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April 20, 5:23pm

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April 27, 5:03pm

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A swashbuckling pulp adventure involving one unfortunate sailor and his ridiculous tall tales ON THE MOON!

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Of and On Ned Moon

by: P.F. White

 

 

 Part I: Battle at sea!

a losing proposition and a terrifying journey...

 

My name is Ned Moon. I am an explorer by trade, a seaman by design, and a pirate by necessity. On the eve of my forty fourth birthday I left my home planet of earth and its native waters to explore a much grander ocean, and embark upon the adventures that would mark the course of the rest of my life. Mine has been a remarkable life, for it stands to reason I am a remarkable man, and mediocrity has never been the fate of any who bear the name: Moon.

 

My life on earth ended thus:

The small clipper ship of which I had been (reluctantly,) the captain for some five years had just succeeded in running down and sinking a much larger trading vessel off the coast of that horrible island known as Bermuda (sometimes referred to by mariner as the Isle of Devils for its perpetual storm wracked shores and the inane cackling of the Cahow bird,). The day was not far gone, though the afternoon promised to be hot; with only a slight breeze providing respite. Naturally we were high on spirit while drunk on ill gotten gains. We did not see the British Man-O-War closing on our position until it was too late. We were, as I repeat, quite drunk.

 

When warning was called (by the only lookout remotely sober enough for the job,) we sprang into action with great haste. We stumbled over one another to hoist the sails, load the cannon, and prepare as best we could for fight or flight. The first volley proved that we were hopelessly out-gunned, so we opted for the better part of valor and attempted to flee. Burning casks of rum and clever powder mines (a design of my own, I take no small credit,) were dropped in our wake. These served to slow the Brits by some small measure as we attempted to make good our escape.

 

For hours we toiled attempting to coax every possible jot of speed from the straining hull of my old boat, Still it was no use and sometime after darkness fell we began to prepare ourselves for the sea battle that would inevitably seal our fate. My crew was hearty and strong, we had sailed with one another for many years, but were all prepared to meet the fate that must befall all pirates when time takes its toll.

 

Truth be told I remember little of the battle that followed save the savage storm that seemed to spring from nowhere and surround both ships in an instant. Within the first few volleys my ship had caught fire and I had to divert half the crew simply to keeping the flames from burning us alive. We lost speed and the hated British began to circle us ever closer, firing tremendous broad-sides upon us at almost point blank range, destined to reduce us to splinters and ash rather then bother with the kangaroo court of the public trial.

 

I remember thinking at the time that the captain of the enemy ship was a demon, but in retrospect I see little to fault him in his actions. We were pirates: we gave no mercy and could ask for none in return. The main powder battery went up and I somehow made it to a life-boat in the ensuing panic...though to my knowledge not a single member of my crew was as fortunate. My last memory of the night was drifting by the H.M.S. Mongoose and remarking to myself as to how little damage we had done for all our efforts. After that I must have blacked out.

 

 

2: A Beastly interlude..

in which we learn of the savage practices of the barbaric land owner

 

 

Rowland K. Beast lifted the heavy barbed whip once more, bringing it viciously down upon the back of the cowering form before him. A cry of pain followed the whips report. Rowland took a moment to wipe a drop of blood from his cheek before continuing his speech to the assembled town officials.

 

"As I said before, I am sorry for the informality of this meeting. I am a busy man, and take great pride in

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 WHOA!!! okay dude, quick tip: people are lazy. Its a scientific fact. if you really want people to read this work, then i would highly suggest you break it up into smaller parts and post it slowly. Unless you're story has an outstanding hook at the beginning, most people will not bother to sit and read through the whole thing. Trust me, I've been up this road.

This critique applies to the 1st draft of this work.
Mine has been a remarkable life, for it stands to reason I am a remarkable man, and mediocrity has never been the fate of any who bear the name: Moon.

He seems kinda boastful so early in the story. When I start reading a new story, I'm usually looking for reasons to like the main character, so this is sort of a turnoff for first impressions.

We did not see the British Man-O-War closing on our position until it was too late.

If he's on the moon, isn't this set in the future? Where does the 18th century ship come from?

Burning casks of rum and clever powder mines (a design of my own, I take no small credit,)

I've noticed a lot of parentheses and I can tell what you're doing in trying to create a narrative voice, but for me it gets in the way of reading the actual story plot.

For hours we toiled attempting to coax every possible jot of speed from the straining hull of my old boat, Still it was no use and sometime after darkness fell we began to prepare ourselves for the sea battle that would inevitably seal our fate. My crew was hearty and strong, we had sailed with one another for many years, but were all prepared to meet the fate that must befall all pirates when time takes its toll.

I think you need to discuss his pirate profession in clearer detail earlier, along with the dimensions of the ship. And maybe describe the ship so we can see what he's standing on, like the wetness on the deck, splinters, or other details like that because unless I'm watching Pirates of the Caribbean I don't intuitively know what a pirate ship looks like when standing on deck.

I remember thinking at the time that the captain of the enemy ship was a demon, but in retrospect I see little to fault him in his actions. We were pirates: we gave no mercy and could ask for none in return.

I sort of feel like the action isn't "active" enough. It's a bit too caught up in the narrator's voice and thoughts instead of making us feel like we're experiencing the battle.

in which we learn of the savage practices of the barbaric land owner

Is this line an error? There's no punctuation and it's off on its own.

"I want four servants slaughtered for the feast. One is to be broiled, one fried, another roasted, and the fourth...the fourth..."

What? Is he a cannibal? Also, did we abandon the 1st person perspective in this section? I'm a little confused as this section continues.

Ned moon makes the best of his situation

That section preceding this was a little weird to me because it switched perspective and scene without really establishing a new setting.

Clouds clinging to the surface of water, an extraordinary phenomena! (While "Salt-Fog" is quite a common occurrence to sailors, it is quite another thing to see Altocumulus, the "High-Heaped" cloud of the sky occupying the same sea as one such as I,)

This explanation was interesting, but stopped the action for me. Maybe you could move it out of the big paragraph?

There was also a length of rope and a chest of valuables or possibly trade-goods lay stowed in the life boats stern. I could have more easily found out what the chest contained but the key was conspicuously missing. I have always been a man of unusual strength for my size and thus reasoned I could attempt and force the lock with my knife when I heard a most peculiar sound.

Hope I'm not being too blunt. You're a good writer, but I think your sentences and paragraphs are dense. I was never a fan of classic literature for this very reason. I always had to read a page twice to pick up on exactly what was happening. Is it necessary to say "valuables and possibly trade-goods"? Or can we just say "A length of rope and a chest were stowed in the stern"? The later sentences were similar for me, especially the last part where I almost didn't see there was "a most peculiar sound."

So I naturally did what any gentleman would do when confronted with the unknown. I dispatched him with my knife.

Whoa. I didn't like this very much. The reason being the moon-man was the most interesting thing that happened in the story so far. Why isn't he curious and objective? He's seen no evidence to assume they're hostile. I want to relate to the protagonist, but this only further lends to my prejudice against him.

Which I must admit added a level of humor to the entire situation and served as fuel for my muscles to swing ever the more vigorously.

Another example of a sentence that stopped the action for me.

And wouldn't he be curious by the fact that they speak English?

I took advantage of my adversary's confusion to leap ten feet upward into the rigging, astonishing myself (not to mention the moon-men,) with my athletic prowess. I swung from the rigging across the deck only to let go at the last moment, hurtling through the air to the commanders position (I could not help noticing that the cordage I had used to my advantage was inexplicably placed, a Bermuda rig set to square sails? madness,).

The parentheses again slowed this down for me.

She was in fact quite beautiful, with a perfectly normal (aside from being quite lovely,) womanly head.

This is weird. The captain isn't a moon person? I guess I'm not really following the logic.

"Now hear this! By order of the captain: this ship now belongs to Mr. Ned Moon...I am officially resigning my commission and all responsibilities therein."

I think I know better what's been bothering me about his violence. It isn't well established early on that his instinct as a pirate is to conquer and plunder and pillage. If that were ingrained in my mind during the early moments of the story, I think I'd assume from the point of him climbing up the hull that he was going to try to commandeer the ship.

"Terribly sorry about the scrap captain Moon." Said the Moon-man apologetically. Others joined in with him. I nodded bewildered at them, "Errr...alright, no problem. No hard feelings I guess..." I thought for a moment then added, "Now get back to work!" The moon-men saluted me then left to go clean up the bodies of the dead and deal with the wounded

Now, this is weird to me, because the captain just killed at least one of their buddies. It's just so soon for them to go, "okay, I guess he's cool..." I'm just remembering all those war movies were guys make such strong bonds with their fellow soldiers that no matter what, they're so caught up in the emotion of it that they'll be irrational when their friends are killed.

"Did you mean what you said...about not knowing where you are, or who we are?" asked the former captain. I nodded. She smiled. "Then perhaps we had better talk about it in my- your quarters...fancy a drink?" She asked. I suddenly knew that whatever else I needed in life, a drink was at that moment the most important.

I'm sort of reminded of the movie "Stardust" when the protagonist unexpectedly boards a vessel and befriends the captain. Since Ned Moon kills people and takes over the ship, I just find it hard to believe that the former captain is so cordial. It instills in me prejudices against her, almost as much as I'm against Ned Moon. I think it would play more believably if it was more like "Stardust" or even the "Pirates of the Caribbean" movies where we know Ned is a vicious captain, but he doesn't necessarily KILL when he first gets on board to take over the ship. If he just captured the captain, we'd like him, the way Johnny Depp captured Keira Knightley to get free of the army in the first "Pirates" movie. Hope I'm making sense. It's just a matter of getting the reader to identify with and relate to the protagonist. My professors have always told me that a reader won't continue reading a story that has a main character we don't like. Anyway, regardless I still think you're a good writer and I wish you the best of luck.

This critique applies to the 2nd draft of this work.

Okay so the editing feature of this site is quite insufficent for the tasks we set it...seriously a lot of your (and possibly others, though I doubt it) confusion has come from the lack of section headings...and random floating section headings that have been scattered about...Which I must say is quite infuriating...When I wrote the story I included them nicely in bold and italics...and now...well, not so nice.

I have, at any rate, fixed the problem. And it SEEMS that the story should be much more cohernent now.

I appologize for my ignorance of this fancy new technology.

Opening Comments

 Hello, P F White. I have to say, this was much more of a pleasure to read than it was, because at first, it had ten thousand three hundred thirty six words. Now it is reduced to two thousand and nine hundred forty seven. I could not read it like that, but now that I has be shortened to something that I can actually critique up to the first page, I can finally give you thoughts on what you have written. Ok, now is time for me to give you the real review: For one thing, you use parenthesis where they are not at all needed. You must watch out for this whenever writing other stories like this. Do not use parenthesis in your work most of the time, for instance:

The small clipper ship of which I had been (reluctantly,) the captain for some five years had just succeeded in running down and sinking a much larger trading vessel off the coast of that horrible island known as Bermuda (sometimes referred to by mariner as the Isle of Devils for its perpetual storm wracked shores and the inane cackling of the Cahow bird,). The day was not far gone, though the afternoon promised to be hot; with only a slight breeze providing respite. Naturally we were high on spirit while drunk on ill gotten gains. We did not see the British Man-O-War closing on our position until it was too late. We were, as I repeat, quite drunk.

 

This blockquoted paragraph for instance has been infested with parentheses. Like I was saying before, do not use parenthesis in your work, because most of the time, they are not needed. Also one thing that I caught in this paragraph as shown from above was that you used the word "had" in the sentence The captain for some five years had just succeeded in running down and sinking a much longer trading vessel off the coast of that horrible island known as Bermuda. You do not need the word "had" in that sentence because, it makes your sentences a little wordy. You can use it only if it is needed.Second, what I caught from your paragraph was that you referred to a British Man-O-War. I am not sure if that is a vessel, but should that not be a Portugese Man-O-War instead? With all of that being said, you should write your paragraph something a little like this: The small clipper ship I had been reluctantly the captain for some five years just succeeded in running down and sinking a much longer trading vessel off of the coast of that horrible island known as Bermuda. It is sometimes referred to by mariner as The Isle of Devils for its perpetual storm-rackes shores and the inane cackling of the Cahow bird. The day was not far gone, though the afternoon promised to be hot, with only a slight breeze providing respite. Naturally, we were high in spirit while drunk on ill gotten gains. We did not see the Portugese Man-O-War closing on our position until it was too late. We were, as I repeat, quick drunk. Oh and also about your little parenthesis and the little had dilemma, for any parentheses that currently exits on your work or any added words of "had" on their, you just omit.

Closing Comments

 All in all, this was a great work that was worth critiquing and will be even greater if you edit it. Keep it up P F White.

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