It's supposed to be a snapshot from my time at summer camp growing up. Being a teenager and being away from home and growing and learning but feeling like you're running on a hamster wheel and not really going anywhere. I used to write all the time and I want to get back into it.
I might have been a little overly harsh with this round of feedback. I tried to crank something out on a busy day instead of making you wait for when I had more time. That's my mistake. I also went to summer camp, even worked there for a few years. It was a magical time. Do you think you could write me a scene where you describe it using each sense at least once? If I don't hear back from you by monday, that'll likely be the prompt of the day.
No it's fine; it wasn't inaccurate feedback. You were supposed to get a sense of nothing because that's how time moves in the summer when you're young. It was weird coming back and working as a counselor. Everyone seems so little and naive and you just want to protect them from everything (it also made me realize what a problem child i was) I'll wait for Monday. I usually try to take a hubsk break over the weekend