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Chapter 4 The Lord Ain't No Fool
Parker Owens commented on Headstall's story chapter in Chapter 4 The Lord Ain't No Fool
Coy’s putting his boot in where Mitch specifically asked him not to. Boone may be more mindful of that request, but Coy’s not having any of it. I wonder what fireworks will go off when Will and Mitch meet up? I just hope you will still have us all smiling afterwards. Thanks for this.- 60 comments
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I really liked how this story went; the last line was perfect. Thanks for writing it.
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Short Essays on Summer Vacation
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Short Essays on Summer Vacation
You are most kind; the interstate highway lets us voyage just as much as the wide open sea, or so it seems. I’m glad the red eft endeared himself to you as much as he did to me. Many thanks. -
Like Stefan, so many kids suffer at the hands of others who have axes to grind or problems of their own. For him, it’s fruitless to try to understand, and far more vital to try to remain invisible and out of the way. Thank you very much for reading.
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Short Essays on Summer Vacation
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Short Essays on Summer Vacation
I had not seen porcupine damage like that in many years. Those trees will reach their bleached bones to the skies like something in a Halloween movie for years to come. They indeed remind one of some ancient sorcerer calling down heaven’s wrath. I’m glad these came so vividly to you, and that you could see my journey’s snapshots. -
Short Essays on Summer Vacation
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Short Essays on Summer Vacation
It was a wonderful journey. It was so good to just disconnect and listen to the wind. Thank you for coming along too. Hugs. -
Short Essays on Summer Vacation
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Short Essays on Summer Vacation
Thank you for joining me on my vacation this summer. It was good of you to read through these and visualize the scenes in each one. Hugs and thanks! -
Short Essays on Summer Vacation
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Short Essays on Summer Vacation
I took along with me a book of Herman Melville’s poetry on vacation, along with other things to read; together, we sailed faster than the wind. I’m glad you liked my short essays, and that you came along for the ride. -
Short Essays on Summer Vacation
Parker Owens posted new chapter in Disasters, Delights and Other Detours
North-northeast I sped into the dawn, through sleepy towns and just-woke meadows, challenging the hours to pass quicker than the miles could silence signal and cast off care, while the rocks and trees change their clothing. Melville sailed with me before the wind, faster than any clipper he knew, passing through a school of hulking Winnebagoes, tacking to port past eighteen wheelers, sharing the long grey seas o- 12 comments
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Mitch Willard would make a fine neighbor, and one who wouldn’t have any qualms about Coy and Boone being together. I’m looking forward to finding out the source of Mitch’s antipathy toward Will Merrick.
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The judge is giving Liam’s barrister plenty of scope for appeal. And the jury by now must have figured out that Rhys wasn’t a model student, whatever the prosecution may have asserted. But even so, these are scant rays of hope for Liam.
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Chapter 5: Bittersweet Heartbreak
Parker Owens commented on NFields1608's story chapter in Chapter 5: Bittersweet Heartbreak
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I will continue, and the search is on for suitable rhyme words.
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Feels so much better to say it, doesn’t it Jack? I really enjoyed this chapter and its increasing tension right to the end.
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I’m glad these resonate in your ear. I was apprehensive about them. Thank you very much for reading these, and for considering them.
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This form is my own invention, and I wasn’t at all sure what readers would think. Your comments are encouraging, though there may be enough changes in line length and rhythm to make me pause, if you found them distracting. The idea of a dance is intriguing. Thanks for letting me know your thoughts. I’m grateful you read these.
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I’m so very glad you think the rhyme schemes and rhythms work. Your comments are wonderfully encouraging. Thank you!
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One Open now that yellowed book, oft desecrated by the fools who read its verses and avow its text and meaning so conflated with their bigotries and curses; in your search belated find Love which in all immerses, equal in each heart it nurses any it sees mated, asking neither why nor how, simply wholeness to allow. Two Come to me, and let me hold your hesitation like
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Perhaps I chose my words poorly. I simply meant that the description of Mike’s neighborhood seemed like a tree-lined suburban street; the kind of place that looks like a pleasant, safe community. As you’ve shown us, there’s a lot that’s unseen there, things to make one pause and reflect, if not fear.
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Chapter 2 Life and Death
Parker Owens commented on Headstall's story chapter in Chapter 2 Life and Death
So Sherriff Mitch made what he thought might be his death march. Instead, he’s breathing easier and can rest a bit in comfort with real friends. That’s hard to beat. But what’s going on with his knowing the sawyer?- 60 comments
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Fear is the place many kids live. Anyone can be a resident in fearfulness, and we may all have visited there for various reasons or lengths of time. Your story about Mike is heartening, even as you walk us with him through his leafy, almost idyllic, existence. You’ve shown him come alight, dispelling shadows for other kids too. That made me smile.
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And so we have a hanging judge, and a psychiatrist who is on the make. And indeed, where is Miss James, or anyone who can push back against those who so firmly press their thumbs on the scales of justice?
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Again, I wept: why could the jury not hear what was all of the plain truth? Surely that’s what matters. And yet, in the midst of all the legal point-scoring, the truth of Liam’s life got lost. All that’s left is a one dimensional cardboard cutout of the truth.
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I wonder that Liam’s lawyer didn’t prepare him for these moments. They’re critical in helping judge and jury form a favorable - or, at least, neutral - opinion. It’s hardly surprising that Liam feels lost here.
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I envy you your butterfly bushes. How wonderful you can grow them successfully. Here, I rely on tithonia, climbing beans, borage, and blooming herbs and vegetables to attract butterflies to plants that need pollination. In the flower beds, phlox, globe thistles and loosestrife call to them. I’m glad you can see the field and gardens, and enjoy these most marvelous creatures with me. Thanks very much for your comments!
