The art was amazing, a pure master piece. I trully enjoyed how it was able to be comical yet at the same time be grave, serious and formal. The true essence of classic story book art. But the writting struck a chord deep within my being. I was swept off the pages of time and transformed into a child once again. The style and prose was perfect and it reminded me of how I felt as a child when my mother would read me a bedtime story. If you have any hardcopy written works, please if its not too much trouble- inform me. Great voice acting once again from many of the familiars here. A well deserved ten.
( I hope i didnt insult you with the lack of properly-formed sentances in my review...)
Young yet mature enough to appreciate slyly silly severity, well-spoken, healthily emotional and far too polite - were we separated at birth?
If your interests lie in the genre, I'd reckon you're not far off creating such tales yourself!
You've definitely got a perfect sense of what this style of story should be like; entertainment first and foremost, with the craft only embellishing that energy.
Please don't apologize for writing an eager review and not hyper-obsessively checking every last letter for piffling spelling errors or any of these technical things professors thumb their noses at.
I really don't want to be seen as the kind of person who prizes technicality over the expression of genuinely great ideas. Leave that to the politicians.
Sometimes, especially for the stuff I publish, I can be a bit over-conscious of my writing. It's not to say the resulting text is at all bullet-proof, and I still feel there are areas where I could improve before the move to hard-copy, but I pay mind to making sure I express myself as clearly as I can and to the best of my ability when it counts professionally.
Mainly though, I'm much more concerned about making sure as many people as possible can get the idea of what I'm putting forward ahead of any textual complexity; the team's work in making this project so aesthetically pleasing lends a huge helping hand in this factor, drawing a wide array of people into the actual world of the story who perhaps would not typically resonate with heavily-written non-animated work.
My interests are eclectic, and you'll notice for all the efforts I go to in some sections, I still aim for simplicity where it FEELS right; when you're afforded creative freedom, you've got to try and speak from the heart because your passion and honesty tends to shine through better than any airs you might try to put on.
Long ramble cut short; your feelings towards this story bounded out of your review like my dogs out of the front door when they hear "Walkies!". Not much gets in the way of an honest opinion; you can't leash your emotions, nor should you.
So please continue to be honest and constructive in all your writing and work.
You can always work on your sentence-forming later! :)
I haven't got into the publishing racket yet, although I'll definitely look into self-publishing ABFF as a hard-copy at some point (I'll keep you posted).
Beyond a few reviews for games and interesting Internet entertainment that I wrote for a magazine published down here in Spain, I haven't really released any writing publicly. It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I've got a lot of interest in other areas as well. I want to start off doing stuff that's a bit more active (games, movies, animation, music etc.) and get out there a bit more; then when I've played my big ideas out in grand media, I might settle down to write some books... by that time, more people might actually want to pay for what I want to say!
Cheers for your great review - I'll keep you posted on my future projects, and hopefully if you write or produce something that you feel excited about you'll let me know as well!
Actually jonH20, its about how people suffer for their passion. The woman at the door was the rent collecter. He didnt have any money because he was a musician for a living and his views were a little different from everyone elses, thus, nobody bought his music. But you see, none of that matters to him because when he plays his music hes brought into a world that he wouldnt trade for anything and would much rather trade the one hes in for it. I feel like that all too much sometimes and i feel that the less i play music, the more that world slips away. And thats why he doesnt get a different job. hes afraid he would loose the one thing that mattered most to him. So the man in the story and i are both stuck in a tough spot- suffer for your passion and die your self... or leave your passion and have it die for you...
You people that speak good confuzzle my mind with your big words.
I'd say that there is no right or wrong way at seeing anything. We all have our views and not much we can do to change them besides leave the possibilities open.
A Bid For Freedom 
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