I'm not too sure about the accuracy of this one....

[jl_merrow]

(stolen from storyfan)

I write like
Charles Dickens

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

For the curious, you'll find the bit of text I used here

Comments

[sheppeyescapee.livejournal.com]

Lol! Rather amusing.

I write like
Stephen King

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

[jl_merrow]

*g* He seems quite a popular result!

[angelabenedetti.livejournal.com]

I ran the analysis on four pieces of my writing -- three chunks from published stories and a blog post -- and got four different results. Apparently I write like Charles Dickens, Stephen King, James Joyce and JK Rowling. [wry smile] Too bad I don't get their royalty checks. Heck, if I'm that versatile, I really should! LOL!

Angie

[jl_merrow]

LOL! I got all of those on various different story excerpts - and then I put in a bit from the novel and got Dan Brown.

Suddenly the game wasn't so much fun any more! ;)

[josephine-myles.livejournal.com]

I don't recall Dickens ever writing like that! If he had, I might have been more interested... :D

I was told my sex scene was written like Stephen King. Oh joy...

[jl_merrow]

Could be worse. I got Dan Brown on my fight scene! >o

[josephine-myles.livejournal.com]

Oh no! You have my deepest sympathies... XD

[charliecochrane.livejournal.com]

Yes, that text reads just like Bleak House.

[jl_merrow]

Dammit! I was going for Hard Times... ;)

[tiggothy.livejournal.com]

Definitely not accurate. I *like* reading your stories! Never been able to finish anything of Mr Dickens's.

[jl_merrow]

LOL! You clearly have a lot in common with Danny Costessey from Pleasures with Rough Strife - I've been re-reading this one with a view to doing a sequel, and just after I read your comment I came to this passage (Danny is in bed with a broken leg):

But now he’d been left alone with his guilt and his aches for, well, he didn’t know how long, but it felt like a week or more. So when Luccombe walked in carrying a small stack of books, Danny flashed him a big grin in welcome even though the top volume was clearly a Dickens.