Parker Owens
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The last few chapters have been lovely to watch unfold. Thank you for them.
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A friendship gone horribly wrong. That’s so sad. Looking ahead to what happened after.
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And Rick gets to see a lot of the homes in this town. I hope you’ll enjoy seeing them through his eyes.
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I’m glad you felt the spirit of the small town in this first scene and chapter. I thank you for reading it. Yes, I plan on posting once each week.
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I’m very happy you enjoyed this first chapter. My writing have come along glacially. I working on that. Thank you very much for giving this story a start.
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I’m very glad this story piqued your interest. In a small town, there’s plenty going on, it it’s way. More coming along next week.
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Oh, my... Thank you for trying out this chapter. There’s more next week!
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Thank you so much for reading this first chapter. It will be interesting to see if your suspicions are confirmed. More next week!
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Funny how much goes on in sleepy little towns, isn’t it? Rita is very persistent, isn’t she? At least she seems to have gotten the Kohler’s attention.
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I’m very grateful for you many hours of help with this. And I really appreciate your words of encouragement.
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Thank you for taking a chance on this story. There will be more coming next week!
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Thank you for starting this story. It’s good that you got the vibe between Jerry and Rick right away. More on its way next week.
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Thank you for giving this story a try. There’s lots more to come, and I’m glad you’re looking forward to more.
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Yet you’ve written an outwardly resilient character in Kevin Malley. I look forward to seeing what might make him develop further into himself.
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Kevin lives in his memories, and given what they are, that's not surprising. But as it is now, the weight of them seems to slow his every movement, his every effort at living in the present. This chapter was well worth the wait.
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Rick stood in the glare of the late afternoon sun, one of the first truly warm days to bless the north woods in May. A cold and rain-slashed April seemed to fade in the face of this softer side of spring. It can't last. Maybe we'll get snow next weekend. Anyhow, I'll probably think this is cold weather, come July. He made a wry face to himself. Late afternoon, and time to stop at Guttmacher's to pump gas into the ever hungry tank of the old, but serviceable van which took him on his daily w
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Most of Rick’s life was performed solo and in quiet. He told himself he liked it that way, preferring to keep even his closest friends away from his secrets. But an aggressive woman and a stranger in town found a way to bring out his inner music. Small town life still exists like this. The pace is slow, and everyone knows your name. And your business.
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ask an author Ask an Author 2.0 #35
Parker Owens commented on Carlos Hazday's blog entry in Gay Authors News
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The ice is broken, fragmented, melting, flowing out into the welcoming sea. There’s a lot to smile about in this chapter.
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Chapter 82 Tales from the Pandemic
Parker Owens commented on Headstall's story chapter in Chapter 82 Tales from the Pandemic
Sacrifice and its connotations made me remember wrestling with theology. The ghastly consequences of transactionalism like that make me shudder, as did your words. Isolation that cuts us off from one another hurts more with every passing day, as we have been banished, exiled from our lives as we knew them. -
This poem connected to me immediately. Every student of mine will read it, because it’s going on my classroom door.
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It’s a sad story of endings and the passing of delights you spin for us; the ceiling stars must have been a wonderful feature in their day. In a few old, rescued theaters such things still remain. The stories of them who worked in these places echo even now. Thank you.
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So James meets Cameron at a bar; James has the hots for someone else, and a meeting with a friend. Hardly an auspicious beginning...
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You make me feel a steel blue despair. So also does the autumnal ache come to me in these words.
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Watch out for Shayna. She may be cowed, but she’s not going to be able to suppress her irreverence for Fergus and his betas. Wonder what’s coming next?
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