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And how did I miss your review? Such busy times we live in! But I must thank you for your very kind review. Self consciousness and the internal dialogue in such a circumstance can only be distracting; at least in this case, it led not to disaster, but to a leap of courage and hope. Many, many thanks...
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Chuck is definitely getting ready to leave a fantastic legacy for his community. And it certainly seems to need what he is planning. Chuck is so very lucky to have a supportive and caring boyfriend...and one who is so attentive! What a great shame three thousand miles will have to separate them. And Chuck on his way to Miami? Now that could be interesting...looking forward to more!
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Faris and James: The Great Rat Race.
Parker Owens commented on Mikiesboy's story chapter in Faris and James: The Great Rat Race.
Oh, my goodness! From a man who lives in an old house with its long generations of mice in the walls, let me tell you how much this story resonated with me. You made me smile and laugh, and want to swap stories with them. Faris and James' quest against errant rodent hood will be never ending, I fear. But if it results in plenty of retreats to the bedroom, then their battles will definitely be worth it! Beautiful... -
He is certainly self-reliant. And you are surely right that the road he chose was terribly wrong. How good of you to at least identify facets of his character that might have led him into something better, and which might yet do so. And it is so nice of you to say our predator is complex - very hard to like - but perhaps human enough to change course. Many thanks for your support and review!
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You're right that Marc has a power over our predator that he never thought no to experience. But Marc doesn't know that, yet. He only sees our predator on his doorstep, and his greeting is certainly not auspicious. You're also right that what may happen is completely in the unknown...and out of the predator's control. This must be a situation with which our predator is deeply, deeply uncomfortable. Many thanks for your perceptive and thoughtful commentary!
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Poem 1: Haiku - Simply Ignored Things
Parker Owens commented on Emi GS's story chapter in Poem 1: Haiku - Simply Ignored Things
I was especially drawn to Street Cat and Sunny Day...and you had me at Summer Game Boys. These beautiful snatches of your experience radiate sensuality. -
Chapter 32 Pulling Away
Parker Owens commented on Headstall's story chapter in Chapter 32 Pulling Away
This poem is terribly real, full of the power of anger and hurt. You express it fluidly and firmly. Your delivery - civil, reasoned, utterly convincing - makes it carry all the more weight. You convey this with both emotion and dignity. -
Chapter 51 Two Sides of Nicola
Parker Owens commented on Dodger's story chapter in Chapter 51 Two Sides of Nicola
Nicola and Robbie have been seething at each other for quite some time. Her explosion had to come sooner or later - in fact, I am rather surprised it hadn't happened already. The unfortunate thing is that the longer Robbie waits to reveal himself entirely, the longer Nicola will have to hurt him, and the more it will hurt. But it is puzzling why she would choose to defend him in school - is it that she views him as a thorn in her side, but that Robbie is her thorn? Just a thought. -
I am enjoying this story to this point. I am looking forward to seeing how you develop it further.
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The lost man at sea metaphor you suggest in your review is quite apt. Our predator is indeed at the mercy of the currents of life, and at the mercy of monsters which lurk in the deep. Neither have been merciful - not that he deserves mercy. I am glad you continue to sense a degree of menace in this chapter - that part came out all right, then. Thank you so very much for your generous and insightful review!
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Zac's reaction to seeing Adrian and Valerie in the mall screams out that he's not ready to date anyone yet - not Omari, not Adrian. He may have made his decision, but clearly, Zac is still running. Irene and Omari did not realize this; Zac is in a different place to where they thought. Their line of questioning betrays this. But it is the pity of the world that Zac hurt Omari and Irene, and even more of a pity that he could not articulate his discomfort and growing unease. Thanks for this difficult but important chapter.
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What a chapter of homecomings you give us. So much news, so much to digest. And now the gang, plus Owen, are all assembled in plenary session...Washington cannot be ready for this. I am afraid to see what they will get up to, especially after Harley's special brownies! But I worry for Owen. Even if he is content to hang with a much younger group for the sake of CJ, might he not feel shut out or distant from his own peers? Will that be a problem for his law studies? Or for his relationships with his friends? Perhaps he will slowly recede to become a minor character - he'll be busy enough, and CJ has so many threads to his life as it is. You do a great job of keeping us connected to everyone, and that is a huge accomplishment in writing! Well done, my friend.
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Marc will always bear some of the scars from what he did with our predator. On the other hand, he is clearly in a far stronger position and more secure place than the predator. Marc has no use for the man at all, and that must hurt all the more. He knows he is friendless and deserves that condition, all delivered neatly in the final line of the chapter. I appreciate how closely you read this chapter. You inspire writers to be better. Thank you for your supportive and perceptive comments.
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Both sad, and happy. Ben and Jake reunited, their true love restored; who could deny them this? Yet this romance destroyed both Richard and Lee, whose hearts will now bear scars forever. This story has no easy resolution; there is hurt, there is hope, and in equal measures beautifully done.
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As Mayday quite rightly said, there are many possible hunts going on here. We know Ted and the roommate are looking for our predator; that's jarring enough. Ted may be toying with his prey, or he may be distracted. But the predator is seeking, too. Will any of these searches be successful? Thank you for your thoughtful commentary, and for your support.
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Such a wonderful story of discovering love in the most unexpected way.
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Very sweet, very lovely. Can I be around in a month or so?
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Oh, beautiful...and gruesome. A Well told dark vignette!
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Please expand this. It's heartbreaking, yet beautiful.
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Hunting, in so many guises, and you have hit upon several. Hunting for a new existence, for home, and for an old acquaintance...he cannot really call Marc a friend. The desperation, or urgency, if you like, grows. The mere possibility of returning to his parents must lend some added weight . Thank you for reading, and for lending your support.
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This has been a year to mirror the poem you posted, indeed. I can only hope for better. In the meantime, this fills me with sadness.
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Or a bridge he hopes still has a few planks left in it, yes. If nothing else, it shows how desperate a predator can get....thanks for reading and for commenting!
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He finished his finals early. He always had. This time, he had to do it the hard way, writing his own papers. Last term, he had simply paid someone else to write them while he planned his next event. He could afford it. Then. This term, he needed to keep on the move, stay in public places, stay away from anywhere Ted and his roommate might choose to appear. And he had to justify his presence in the library study area in the late hours. The laptop helped. But eventually, he made the choice to f
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Autumn is an awesome, grand-slam, lotto-jackpot, keep-for-a-lifetime poem. Every line brims with fantastic images: felted skies, a sidewalk stained with ghosts, a carpet of leaves conjured in my mind; and tears shed by the weeping sun. This poem is one I will cherish, memorize, and best of all, post on my classroom door. Say makes me want to weep, knowing how apprehensive you may be feeling. And yet you spare us all a moment of comfort, too. I cannot know anything with certainty, except that my heart goes out to you in hope and love and thanks.
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Sounds like a fun outing, and one with some promise! Wonderful build up, too. Hope everything goes as planned....
