So english is my second language however I have lived and studied in the UK for most of my teens. I am trying my hand at writing and I am not writing in my native language for several reasons one being that writing in english does provide a larger audience online like you guys. Also it leaves the option open that if I don't get to or decide not to publish formally I could share it online. My native language is spoken by very few people and because I am writing a fantasy novel the amount of readers interested is already limited to the few guys who hang out in literally the only comic book store in the country... Coupled with the fact that I have specific learning difficulties (dyspraxia and dyslexic tendencies) I have always been very insecure about my writing. I am aware that punctuation and grammar could do with some maintenance, both in English and unfortunately my native language as well. I am working on that and if any of you have some resources I would greatly appreciate that. However as I read over what I have already written it has become apparent to me that my writing style is a bit odd... I think in some way that although I am writing in English I am still using the sentence structure of my native language. Also I think I go a little overboard with the vocabulary. In tests my English vocabulary has been measured in the 95%, that's not to brag it is actually one of the signs of my disability. So I have a large vocabulary but lack the grammar skills to do anything with it haha! Although I am open to constructive criticism, crave it in fact, I don't know whether I would want or should change the whole style in which I write unless it is actually horribly incorrect. Im not trying to be pretentious this is just how the language seems to come naturally to me. this is a small excerpt from my story. My character is on the run and faced with starvation and has to confront her religious convictions in order to survive. " What do I do when I run out of food, there isn’t much to gather at this time of the year. I can’t steal, I just can’t. Such an act is unthinkable. Despite me fighting against god’s will to claim my life I cant seemed to shake off the ingrained need to obey his rules. Is there any other reason than the threat of eternal damnation that I refrain from stealing when faced with starvation. What would be the real harm if I take some bread from a family who has more than enough for themselves? The temple would say that god had not given me that bread, had not blessed my family with fertile land or laid my path to plenty. But now I am going against his will regardless, I am already a sinner what harm will another sin cause? Despite my attempts to justify all this to myself I cannot shake the feeling that it is just wrong to steal, morality is never vague, an action is either good or bad "