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Beth's Writing - Romance (My first attempt, please provide honest criticism)
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There were a couple of grammar errors, but I think you've moved from paragraph to paragraph well and it all makes sense.
Great writing, keep it up. Do you have the rest of the story worked out yet?

I am glad that you enjoyed the first chapter. I shall take your comments onboard and look to improve the piece further.
As far as the workings of the story are, I have a few ideas however, I think I am going to allow the story to run with my imagination.
Thank you again for sparing the time to read.

If you would like some suggestions, I would get rid of any cliches. They're fine for when you're writing a first draft, but I try to cut mine out when I go through my revisions. For example, the phrase 'feeding frenzy' is a bit of a cliche. To get past this, you could make list of things which swarm to find a better way to describe the situation.
Also, in your first sentence you mention that 'his hand reached to push the door open'. That wording makes it sound as though his hand is a separate entity from his body. It's ok to say that he pushed the door open or shouldered it open.
I think that you've done really well, though. I'm curious as to what will happen next in the story.
Well done.
‘Ok, blackbird exiting main door, standby over’ his bodyguard Joe muttered into the earpiece as his hand reached to push open the door from the radio station.
Cole felt the shiver of the cool London breeze against his face, his hands instinctively tightened around his jacket.
The screams erupted as the fans realised that their idol was about to leave the building. Cole pulled on his Ray-Bans, shielding his eyes from the blinding cameras of the paparazzi. He kept pace behind Joe as they began to surge through the crowds towards the waiting car. Cole felt his heart quicken and his breathing accelerate, the paparazzi were ruthless, screaming and yelling his name.
‘Cole! Cole! Look to your left, give us a smile!’
‘Mr Daniels this way!’
His driver Andrew held open the passenger door as Cole quickly slid into place. Joe entered shortly after, his body drenched in perspiration as he closed the door on the feeding frenzy that failed to cease outside.
A few moments later and Andrew had safely manoeuvred them away from the mayhem that was now Cole Daniel’s life and into the rush hour of London. Cole slumped down into the sumptuous leather of the car’s interior and placed his head into his hands. He was still coming to terms with his life in the spotlight and facing moments like this made him want to run and hide. His body shuddered thinking about the number of people surrounding that small radio station, knowing that amongst the mass of people fighting for a piece of him, Joe was his only lifeline. If this was going to happen at every interview, then the movie promoters would have to increase his security, he sure as hell was not going through that again. He pulled his Blackberry out from his inside coat pocket and began an email to his manager Neil, shortly after he found himself perusing the internet until the car rolled to a stop and his door opened.
‘Good evening Mr Daniels and welcome back to The Savoy’ the door attendant greeted Cole as he entered the hotels lobby.
He headed for the lift, key card in hand and could think of nothing more than falling into bed. Today had been exhausting and long, promoting a new movie was always tiring as there were constant interviews, press releases and those very pretentious celebrity mixer parties. His thoughts lay with the day ahead and the knowing of having to do it all again. He did however, feel lucky to have such an amazing team working with him, they kept him grounded and provided the much needed support that his family could not provide.
He didn’t like to talk about his family. They were a part of Cole that once held happy memories and love, this was now marred by anger and aggression towards the people that chose to exploit him once he began to gather fame.
Cole slowly shut the hotel room door behind him and breathed out in relief. He had made it through the day, this was his time now, time for privacy, no more fans or paparazzi.
He made for the bed shrugging out of his jacket, shirt and jeans. He noticed on the corner of the nightstand a small note. He picked up the mysterious piece of paper, his eyes scanning its content.
Make sure you get some rest.
Your first appointment is the breakfast show tomorrow at 6am.
‘Fantastic, another early start’ Cole muttered to himself as he slipped under the covers of the luxury king bed and drifted into a peaceful sleep.