Geron Kees
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More good stuff! Four of them? I'm off...!
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Aw, c'mon! I know I found this thing out of order, but it really hasn't mattered. It's a great story! I'm a sucker for nice people and happy endings, and you're pushing all the right buttons with this one. Okay, let me go and find the rest of it...
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This story is complete, but I don't want to post the chapters too closely and suck up the new story queue. I think one a day is acceptable. I am five chapters into writing the sequel, as well, and this may be a forever posting experience. Yeah - the loss of Chris. That happened to me for real when I was 14. I thought I might not live through it, but here I am. Kids are resilient.
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I have a writing style? No one ever told me until now! Thank you, as always!
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Hi again. I thought I'd come by and return the favor of a read, and I'm so glad that I did. Rural teen love stories are right up my alley, and yours has started well. You have a pretty fair body of work here, so it will take me some time to read all of it. Going to be a pleasure, though, I think.
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I am pleased to hear from you again. I am currently in the process of bringing some of my work here that meets GA's guidelines for submission. Yep - a car becomes part of who you are as a teen. It need not be a car that is special to others, just so long as it means something to you. That first car becomes a memory that you carry with you for the rest of your life. It certainly did for me! I am writing a sequel to this tale even now, and it will appear here eventually. Thanks again for taking the time to comment.
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Mopar is the name that the Chrysler Corporation gave to its auto parts division - short for Motor Parts. It became a slang term for all Chrysler products, including the cars themselves - Chryslers, Dodges, and Plymouths. I actually owned the '68 Super Bee in question for three years after buying it at sixteen. That car changed my life. Thanks for taking the time to comment. I hope you enjoy the rest of the tale.
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Hi again, and happy to see you back. I really think seeing a return reviewer is good for my ego! I'm pleased to hear you are enjoying the story - it is all written, and I'll post a chapter each day until complete. I am five chapters into completing the sequel, too. Thanks again for reading.
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I liked this story the first time I read it, and the updated version you supplied here is excellent. You have an interesting take on the American southwest, and I always enjoy visiting that part of the country with you. Keep up the good work!
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In the days that followed, Brian's world got more exciting. He parked the car in his dad's side of the garage after getting it home, because he had to return the tags to Dennis and wait until he got his own, which took a few days, until his dad could get time to go to the DMV with him. He washed the car. To his delight, the crust peeled right off of it, and a coat of wax and a little rubbing brought out the metallic in the paint. The car was pretty sharp-looking when he was done, and a streak o
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The car had been sitting for a while, and the trees had not been kind. Leaves had adhered to the burgundy paint, and bird shit marked the flat surfaces with crusty clumps of black and white. Trees had no respect for anything human, and birds not a whole lot more. It was a shame, because the paint had once been beautiful. A good wash and wax might take care of the appearance factor, and that would be important, because otherwise, to get the car repainted would exceed the budget that Brian Templ
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It's 1984. Sixteen year-old Brian Temple is getting his first car - a muscle car from the golden era of the sixties - a car as old as himself. A car means freedom, and membership in the car crowd at school. But Brian also has a secret life - one his friends are unaware of - Brian is gay. And now he is about to meet someone who will change his life forever.
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Very unusual, very well-done. A snippet of a tale, but quite appealing.
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Thank you, Ivor. It's true that the title sounds somehow merry; that's one of the reasons I liked it. Little bit surprising to learn that it means Nightmare. I'm still trying to decide what comes next. There is much in the way of more cheerful history in Amsterdam, too. I just kind of like the spooky stuff best!
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Little disappointed that you didn't continue with this. Why not? Certainly cannot be from lack of encouragement.
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Ooh. Creepy, with a capital "C". Once I realized what was happening, quite fascinating, too. You have a knack for getting inside a character's head. That's what it was...right?
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Thank you. The Dutch are not so famous as writers, but they are magnificent artists. Rembrandt was extremely daring for his time, and there is much in Nachtwacht that is teasing to the eye. I loved adding the man and his creations to a story that was not about art, but contained something of the people behind it. Thank you for the kind review.
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I think I had already realized that there needed to be a more easily understood link in the writing between the Nederlands terms and their English meanings. I mean, people can infer quite a bit, but there are limits. So I tended to repeat myself a little and let the characters spell it out. It did not interrupt the flow of the story as I initially thought it might. Good advice on your part. The girl? I am still considering who I want her to be. And what I want her to be.
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And then, there was life. Coby had jumped back into it with both feet, making every attempt now to fill the void once occupied by needless guilt and self-recrimination with new and beautiful things. The world had ceased to be a woestenij - ceased to be a place of vast distances and frigid temperatures, and once again had grown warm and close to his heart. There was Uncle Geroit, so dear to him now, all the family he had left in the world, and eager to share life with Coby. Coby had come to love
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Coby and David were off to explore their first Halloween together in the city, when they ran into the spirit, Mooi. Mooi needed their help - something dark was afoot in the city - and it might only cost them their lives. The second in a series of supernatural tales set in Amsterdam, involving myths and legends of that ancient city. A Halloween tale, a little early...
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A funny, sad, very touching and very mature story of love, affections, expectations, and disappointments. I love happy endings and I loved this story, too. Thanks for sharing.
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Ik wil alleen maar om u te behagen! I already feel strongly that storytelling is very much a joint effort between writer and reader. I am absolutely fascinated by hearing how words appeal to others - brain cells sharing ideas. Just amazing. Thanks so much for your well-navigated review.
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Thank you for taking the time to write. Story writing is kind of like seeing a movie with someone. I supplied the projector, and you supplied the screen on which to view it. We both are required to make the movie work.
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Ah, welcome, Ivor. Good to hear from you again. I am happy to see that you made it over to this very interesting place. I hope to see more fine stories from you in the future! And of course, thank you for the nice review.
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I agree thoroughly with you on the rural vs. urban appeal. I have always lived in wooded, rural areas, after coming to this country. However, many cities manage to incorporate an interesting and somewhat rural nature into their make-up, and I always have thought that Amsterdam was such a city. A city is as warm and involving or as cold and impersonal as the citizenry make it, and Amsterdam has much that is warm and friendly inside its heart. To write of the place is to go back to my childhood in some ways, and to go back to our childhoods is to examine the very nature of who we are now. Thank you for the kind review.
