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Wow! What an amazing piece of writing which totally messed with my head. Once the deception was revealed, I had to go back to the beginning a couple of times so that I could understand the full effect of your word play. His view of himself was honest and unflinching; I was very happy that in the end he could not only accept who he was but revel in it.

I can only ever look on from the outside for this subject as I'm not a writer. I respect Cole's wish for personalised tributes but I think this will be difficult to achieve. Relatives of the dead may not want to give the details necessary; the living may not want to be that directly involved and trying to match authors with people would I think, be very tricky. Having 102 pieces written about the tragedy as a whole or focussing on particular aspects would be more possible. Would it be a virtual collection or would it have a physical component? Anything involving an actual print run is going to involve a substantial financial commitment and as W_L comments, sponsors would have to be found. Or, crowdfunding might be a possibility? It would be a fitting tribute, perhaps to appear on the first anniversary? But this sort of project needs someone (or a small group) to take ownership and push it forward.

It may be short but it is very effective. It's not Narnia but an alternative universe with a preferred life (and a preferred lover?). A strong sense of paths not taken. What would the woman see?

Maybe we should move this idea into a new thread where it will be more visible?

Written with such fiery, proud defiance. Profoundly moving. It was a privilege to be able to read this.

For those who died, other lives continuing to be lived to the full and being celebrated and accepted is the only response. For those who survived, I hope they will continue their lives without guilt. For those who were bereaved, I am at a loss to imagine their pain and suffering.

The triumph of hope over experience? It has to (somehow) otherwise life would be miserable. Music has such a powerful pull on emotions - wanted and unwanted. I'm glad Imagine is providing you with some solace and hope, Carlos. Best wishes, again!

Not only does the have the best tunes, he has the best characters. Depicting 'goodness' is tricky and I found myself siding with the stroppy, uncouth, mouthy imp. Bureaucracy is hell; hell is bureaucracy – I loved this aspect particularly! The partnership is unlikely but, as these things usually work, they gradually work together better. I enjoyed this immensely - more, please!

I loved this. The back chat and literal-mindedness of the imp had me reading with a broad grin. The games seemed provoking and impish but not malevolent until suddenly Druella finds the tables turned. Moreish!

It is pretty obvious that the box is significant: valuable, curious, old? When it is opened, a tale is told through objects: of an attraction (love?) not acted upon. Who'd kept the things? Johnny? If so, why hadn't he used the train ticket but still kept it? Gary and I were left to ponder on what might have been. The choice of things and how they each contributed to that story was so well done (I particularly liked the snake …). A parallel between the two couples was subtly highlighted. Were there others?

What a disparate collection of things you had to include...! And include them you did in a funny, sweet tale which made me smile and was a perfect antidote to the last horror-filled, grim story I'd read.

I started reading this late at night – I'm so glad I only skim-read it. My dreams would have been anything but peaceful. Your writing glued my eyes to the page – even the most graphic, sickening descriptions held me, fascinated, wanting to know what happened next. The interlude in the stables was almost cruel – was there hope? Of course not! A dark, gothic, cruel tale very well told.

An atmosphere of dissatisfaction, passive-aggressive manipulation and the souring of personal relationships pervades much of this story. It was so easy for me as an observer to urge Elliot to do something about it ('Why don't you …'). Of course it's never like that and I could sense that Elliot would dither and put off any decision, possibly for a long time. My stomach lurched in sympathy with his at the pivotal point of the story but it forced him to consider his future and come up with a Plan B – one which finally allowed him to follow his interests and his new-found love. I wasn't sure he would succeed, right up until the end – which made it all the sweeter!

Ahhhhhh! *sighs contentedly* Bravo! *salutes author* You've certainly been able to mess with my emotions over the last few chapters!

I read two late last night - too late to have the brain to write reviews. I'll be back later.

There is so much going on is this chapter and yet the wretched press briefing looms over all the action and almost never seems to be getting there until the final cliffhanger. Xavier and Vi are coming into their own but, do they have a Plan B? Will Ezra rediscover his courage? What the hell is Patrick doing calling Ezra? I (and a heck of a lot of other people) will be eagerly awaiting the next installment!

This story came with a health warning – just as well really, because the graphic, vivid writing at the start made me feel disgust, anger and sadness. Those are feelings you should have when reading about the actions described here. However, once past that part of the story, what predominated for me was how the principal characters dealt with the horrors in their different ways. Each successfully managed to get past them, not on their own but always with assistance. This was a very strong, positive message. The journeys weren't without problems on the way: I found the short section about Toby and Alan distressing. The fact that Toby felt able to forgive his abductor / abuser was a victory for him – forgiveness is a strong, decisive action which allows for closure. A real journey from darkness into light.

A pair of poems whose contrasting views are both different yet somehow complimentary, and very affecting. Andy's fear and insecurity permeate almost the whole of the first poem while Zander is portrayed as a panther: sinuous, graceful, dangerous, and magnetically attractive. And yet, Andy does allow his love to win in a strange, slightly macabre way. The anxious, hunted tone of before is replaced in the second poem by calm, tenderness, loving consideration. The peaceful joy of watching a loved one sleep is beautifully portrayed – even more so when that sleep is hard won. Of the two, this is the one that moved me most.

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I was so pleased when I got the notification about this new chapter but ... How could you do this? I feel so sorry for Ezra - he was trying so hard to allow himself to hope and love. Not sure what I feel about Henrik yet ... Please don't make me wait so long for the next installment! I just hope this is a minor pitfall on the way to a happy ending. (And it was really good to have this chapter despite my wails ).

Do you expect to get something (3 grand) for virtually no work? Dream on, the cynic in me says. Peter learns this the hard (very hard) way. He is too trusting: if my sole companion started saying 'control individual is present" I would be seriously worried. This is the sort of sci-fi where my eyes skate over the techno-babble and my brain doesn't have to work. That's part of the attraction - an easy, pleasant read. There is a strong flavour of HG Wells. Who'd think coffee would be the cause of the world's ending...?

I particularly liked thw red and blue one - but then I like spiders (at least, the harmless UK speciies!).

This was funny and sweet. I loved James' increasing sense of frustration both at receiving gifts from an unknown source and also not being able to get (trap?) his hubby into admitting it was him. I loath the sort of birthday party James was trying to avoid so I felt for him but Faris' solution was great: inventive, creative and fun!

I came across this by accident and I'm not often a short story fan but I read this straight through. Then I sat and thought through parts of it and particularly the emotions which were strong, real and in part, upsetting. I'm glad I discovered this and you as a writer.

First time on my tablet: 24. Will try again but I don't think I'll improve much.