Dr. Dildo in the hizzle.

Here to offer my sage words of wisdom.
Sage.
Ferr shurr.

Anyway, I love your two gen-fic ideas.
Because I'm just that kind of person.

I'm a Beard and Other Crazy Stuff I've Gotten Into, though, I'm not keen on.
I'm not talking about the idea, I'm talking about the title.

Firstly, "and other crazy stuff I've gotten into" implies that whatever was before the 'and' was the same type of thing.
I know I must sound like a doofus but like yeah.
'I'm a beard' is not a 'stuff.'

I  hope that makes sense.
What I'm trying to say is, it just sounds wrong to me.

And... well, it sounds very middle school to me. Like there's going to be a seventh grader who thinks her life is oh-so-fracking dramatic and has to be Abraham Lincoln in the school play while juggling an annoying younger brother and a traumatic life that doesn't include, like, going to the, like, mall, like, every, like, Saturday. 'Cause her parents are, like, so cruel.
Like seriously.

And, while I'm at it, that seventh grader wears sparkly pink Converse sneakers and neon colored skinny jeans.
Gag.
Me.
With.
A.
Spoon.

I'm just sayin'.

Anyway, I love the idea.
But what I don't get is why her boyfriend is her boyfriend when he's gay.
I mean, wouldn't he just say, "I'm breaking up with you because I'm kind of sort of not completely heterosexual. It's not you, it's me. I hope we can still be friends"?


I also love And Then She Fell.
It's so... awww.
Less than three.

But what's up with the major cheese of the title and the "And then she fell" {cue Beethoven's Fifth} in the pitch?
I'm just sayin'. Again.
I say a lot.


Now...
I hate to say this, but I'm not exactly a fan of Hades and Fr3aks.
Please, remember that I say this with all the love and tenderness of a pedophilic serial rapist.
But.
Yeah.
Hate them.
No offense.

First, the title Me and My Father, Hades.
It's pre-middle school.
It's fifth grade.
And isn't the plot a tad bit like Percy Jackson?
I haven't read PJ, but Wikipedia is making it out as having a few similarities.

With Fr3aks...
Well.
I don't want to say it's cliché, but the whole, "Ohmipalin, you're not normal, so we, as the government, will give the title of 'freak' and try to eliminate you, fo' realz" thing is putting me off. Big time.
And it sort of reminds me of Witch and Wizard.
Which was awful.

And is the 3 necessary?
I mean....
It's a bit tacky, no?
Just a bit.
Like when eight-year-olds pluralize everything with a 'z' to be like 'rockstarz.'
YOU DON'T WANT TO BE LIKE THE CLIQUE GIRLZ, DO YOU?
DO YOU?

It reminds me of that one book on inkpop, Quant3m.
Never read it because of that 3.

I admit that I read Th1rteen R3asons Why, but there was a reason for the 3 in there.
And it was accompanied by a 1.
That's uberawesomesaucetasticalness right there.




So, those are my thoughts in wholly honest form.
Please do not slice through my uterus with .7mm pencil lead.
If you're going to do any uterine-slicing, at least have the decency to use .5mm.