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How very sad this sounds. It echoes with melancholy, and how well you wrote it. Thank you.
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This is a great chapter. How do Joel and Craig deal with the return? Well, that they begin by talking to each other is a great start. Because, even if a 'disappearance' never happens again, they both know it happened, tend they can never take for granted that it won't happen again. In some ways, it will freak them out for as long as they live. Not a pleasant thought. Thanks for this chapter!
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This is lovely. Ian finally being the wonderful personality Miles knows him to be. Thank you. I still want to meet them!
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A New Friend (All In)
Parker Owens commented on craftingmom's story chapter in A New Friend (All In)
This is a perfectly marvelous short. It is so good to re-engage with Devyn and Michael. Dev is so lucky to have Michael to watch out for him. Just wait until it's Michael's turn to have Dev rescue him. I'd like to see that someday. -
Home and Cold: Two Poems
Parker Owens commented on Mikiesboy's story chapter in Home and Cold: Two Poems
Cold: Absolutely love the imagery here. Flurries on unfulfilled journeys. Galanthus (amongst the favorites in my own garden); trees undressed, and the wind ashamed. I can feel it and see it all. I smile at the images of the familiar, even as I shiver. And the snowdrops make me hope for spring again. Home: My heart leaps at this, and not just because you told us the story behind it. Your line - "You raised me up and kissed me" made my heart ring with joy for you. May everyone be so blessed today. -
I'm a teacher. I supervise study halls. Who says the kids are the ones being bored? thank you so much for reading!
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Poor Eric is really missing Zeus race and the farm about now. This little barn just shows him how much he's lost. It's not a great place to hide, either...
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Thank you for sharing this piece of your life. I wept at the unhappiness you felt, and with joy for your first poem. Isabella was so right. You are a gift to us all.
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Boredom Boredom floats, oily jetsam on time's darkly opaque waters; Veiling all sight of bright day, the mind's dancing obscured; Sings its chant, monotone played to fluorescent fixtures humming. Count each turn the bladed fan makes, number ev'ry full circuit; Reckon up and classify the mottled, stained square ceiling tiles; Carefully map brick-bordered wall cracks; where do they go? I
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How did I miss this? Because this is such a wonderful, tender scene where one least expects it...thank you!
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Week Six Monday, October 6, 2014: A Day of Warnings
Parker Owens commented on skinnydragon's story chapter in Week Six Monday, October 6, 2014: A Day of Warnings
Spooky is absolutely right. Too many bodies and bits of cosmic dreck orbiting David; how can he concentrate on helping Twoey? Or help himself get healthier? Will Ginny take the bait and ask for a re-examination of the base of Twoey's skull, or will that problem resurface when Murpy's Law dictates it should? Oh, what a chapter full of questions! Many thanks for another banner day! -
Eric's Amish savior spoke the truest sentiment in his farewell. Llamas are definitely very different from sheep; and this appears to be a much, much smaller place, in any event. At least Eric has some money to eat with, if he can find a store along the way...Thank you so much for reading and reviewing another 'road chapter.'
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August 26 I ached from sleeping in the plastic chairs at the Suds Bucket Laundromat in Carbonville, but I managed to cram everything back into the pack. I headed out the door as soon as I could see the rain had let up overnight. Have water bottle, will travel. I made slow going of my walk to the west, shambling along the main road out of town. At least the rain had stopped, and my clothes were dry. Head down, keeping west. Mind empty of anything except traffic, I trudged through another tow
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Oh. Dream? Alternate reality? Intersecting planes of existence? Or just weirded time and space streams? In any case, poor Craig. Because, he'll always wonder if it will happen again... and if Joel will remember too...
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I really liked this chapter. Lovely, happy, contented couples enjoying themselves and their beloved(s). Wished I could have watched them shop for rings, but you did the next best thing - excellent descriptions throughout. Fun learning the Danish vocabulary for relationships between in-laws; and good for Russ for telling Chris exactly how he feels. Why be red-faced about that?
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And so the board votes to become Ivan's subsidiary. It was clearly wise to bow to force majeure, and even more to information beyond their ken. But it does not change the ultimate equation that the Confederacy feels something very different about the nature of persons than Skinwalker - unless Skinwalker can convince anyone that he has undergone a radical change of heart and policy. I'm not convinced yet. Right now, he appears to be a smaller wolf about to be consumed by much larger predators.
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The Confederacy is ended, it appears. Skinwalker is a good guy? We look in his eyes, and he is to be trusted? Finn the Hunter looks about to be immolated, but perhaps not - what happens now? If Skinwalker turns the Confederacy into his own wholly-owned subsidiary, will the Wer Alliance then suffer the same fate as it gets exploded by the masters of Avalon? Guess I'll have to stay tuned.
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Episode 2: Enemies Part II
Parker Owens commented on Cynus's story chapter in Episode 2: Enemies Part II
Worse and worse. The Confederacy is no more; its members to be sacrificed for an assault on Avalon. Tristan is allowed to keep his lover, for now, but his life is worthless. Those who surrendered do not appear to understand: the design is far grander than the desire for freedom for a select few... -
Well now Robbie's in for it. A gentleman, and a rogue all in one! And what will Don and Sue think, let alone the formidable Nicola? Or Daniel? He's swimming in the deep end, now, and no mistake. And god help him with Fran's parents....you have certainly managed to get Robbie into a lovely tangle. Will he ever want to get out of it?
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What a great pity that the proper authorities would be unlikely to have much pity; jail (or its rough equivalent) for the time it would take for the truth to come out and be verified, and then into the tender mercies of Uncle Ray. No, Eric is probably right to flee. It's a pity, too, because Ambrose isn't a bad guy. He's only looking out for his aging father, who lives in an isolated house in an increasingly dangerous world.
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Missing the farm probably hit hard late into the day he hurried away. For a space of six or seven weeks, it was the closest thing to home he'd ever experienced since his mom left. Not sure whether Eric would want to trust Eustace with secrets; still less Ambrose. They should have confronted him gently with what they suspected and let him talk it out. Didn't work that way, and more's the pity.
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Oh dear. Sorry to add one more sadness to your chapter load. Eustace comes from a world in which the people who slept in your barn came knocking at the door looking for work, first. And they were usually older. There were many wonderful things about this summer idyll, but now it's done with, and Eric will have to make his way again. And autumn is coming, let alone winter behind it...
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This is the part of the story that would have been interesting to write, but neither of our narrators could be there for it: the next morning when Eric doesn't show up for work. How Ambrose will connect Eric to his real story is anyone's guess.
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It was even sadder to write it, as I said in another review. Eric nearly succumbed to the call of the river; wonder who hit the horn or why? Wonder if that person knew what he had done to save a life that day?
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Poor Eric was just doing his best. Perhaps he got lucky that Ambrose and Eustace were arguing so he could hear; at least he didn't get sent back to his Uncle Ray or to jail.
