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Oh, lucky, lucky Sim. Hope it all works out. I worry about Ryan, but then I look for black clouds inside every silver lining. Your descriptions and language fit this all perfectly. This is solidly written, highly engaging, and like everyone else, I want to see more.
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Thanks so very much for reading it over again. Stefan breaks my heart, even more so after reading comments on the forum page.
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I understand, W_L. Still, for whatever pair of cents it's worth, I wonder what happened to Before I Fall by PoisonIvy.
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About the last thing Stefan needs is the sound of the pickup truck parking in the driveway...
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Right now, Stefan wants to eat and rest. A doc would be the smartest thing, but he hardly knows where to find one. At least Dad has disappeared for the moment.
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New Year's Eve in Kelso
Parker Owens commented on Diogenes's story chapter in New Year's Eve in Kelso
Another melancholy chapter. Mark meets a nice guy, but the whole thing crumbles. It has to hurt, and hurt badly. -
This is great writing, Diogenes. I would use the "I'm not worthy" emoticon if I knew where to find it. These two men find themselves in an impossible situation. Choices got made that will wind up hurting someone, probably themselves, for a long time. If Mark finds someone else - even another guy, it would take some of the pain away; and fatherhood can certainly concentrate the mind. But could it permanently ease the hurt? I wonder.
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(In the Basement, Continued) (undated entry) Everything still aches. But I want to tell the rest of what happened after I blacked out that Wednesday night. I came to, with every bone in my body aching. Everything hurt. Sharp pain in the ribs and neck. Later, I found swelling where my head must have hit the wall, the stairs, or something on the way down the stairs. I’d been thrashed, no doubt about it. I lay on the cold cement basement floor, pretty much where Dad had left me. The basemen
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First he has to get off suspension...the principal is not a nice man, either...
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Stefan is on suspension from school, so the school isn't about to inquire for a while. And time plays tricks with the mind when it's all alone...
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Thanks for your perceptive review. I really appreciate this. Unfortunately, some evidence gets ignored willfully, especially when those who encounter it have a narrow view, or perhaps that are just too rushed and busy to notice. School counselor in this country carry loads of hundreds of kids, and often get seconds a day with the students they actually get a chance to see. And that's the people who actually are in the business of caring. Principals often have other fish to fry,
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The school isn't about to check on him; he's been suspended. And Dad is hardly the guy to go pick up assignments for his son. It feels so, so discouraging when the person you hoped would help you (in this case the principal) just processes you using his own take on what he knows.
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It's hard not to feel for Stefan, and to hope that he can somehow make his way.
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Another great chapter. The er, explosive tension between Mark and Carl goes off at just the wrong moment, and it sure looks like they'll go spinning off in different directions.
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The hurt is perfectly described. Oh, very well done.
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Oh, the ecstasy and the hurt. And it's gotta hurt bad. How could Mark manage to say anything good after the news about Lisa?
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God, I can taste the bittersweet flavor of that week, of that summer. So very well described. Thanks.
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I like this first chapter. Just caught this story, and am looking forward to more...
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Some guys have something wicked which drives them mad; some people are born nasty. And some rationalize their brutality by thinking they're doing the poor kid some kind of perverted 'good.' Stefan's dad may have his reasons, or he may be unreasoning. Or something of both. It really doesn't matter when Stefan and his life gets in the way...
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Only a dream...but one bright morning in heaven...reality?
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There's more. Chilling, and yet true. Horrible, but the one thing we know is that Stefan is alive to write about it. Still. He breathes, he lives, and with that there has to be something to hold onto.
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I wish you could do just that. It hurts, and while this is a horrid and fictional description, we also know it happens in reality. It doesn't happen often (mercifully), but more often than we know. As for the school's reaction, well, it's the consequences for each kid - James Ackerman and Stefan - that's the real and tragic difference.
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I wish you could do just that. It hurts, and while this is a horrid and fictional description, we also know it happens in reality. It doesn't happen often (mercifully), but more often than we know. As for the school's reaction, well, it's the consequences for each kid - James Ackerman and Stefan - that's the real and tragic difference.
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Week Three Saturday September 20, 2014: Matty's Room
Parker Owens commented on skinnydragon's story chapter in Week Three Saturday September 20, 2014: Matty's Room
Twoey's experience was well written and leaves the reader with a bunch of questions. Like: what will Twoey do with the information that Matty has sex with his brother? Like: will Twoey begin to think about the differences between casual sex the and love? How will Twoey feel about Matty if he beds David? And what about that remark about 'you can't afford Danny?' For David, he is being as obtuse as ever, and may not realize his own tactical victory. -
THE Wednesday (undated entry) Hurts. Hurts so bad. Everything just fucking hurts. No Dad. For how long? Days – I don’t know. Hungry. Tired. And so cold. Somebody finds this – Dad did this to me. Remember. (undated entry) The shit has really hit the fan now. Good news: Dad hasn’t been home for two, maybe three days. At least, I don’t think so. Bad news: he disappeared after just about killing me. I can’t even write about it right now. I’m cold. I’m tired. But I’m alive, and I gues
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