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Obviously, a "simple" happy end was never in the books. Topher's Tales mostly aren't easy reads - the more reason to admire him and his mastery of the craft.
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of course you're right - and the global danger sits, especially, in these plural presences. I am reading Spengler, these days - admittedly not recommended reading with Christmas coming up. But even in the 1920s he was at least partly prophetic.
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Americans don't read charts, they watch vibes. A Tragic Truth that has brought the world a Maniac.
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THE HORSE did give a brilliant performance of equine ballet, outdoing the Lipizzaner in Vienna's Hofburg....
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Of course you are. Bringing these boys in with such (loving) detail wasn't perhaps necessary for the story you're now running but does pave the way for future ones. However, bridging the gap from their present precocity to characters that more convincingly can be protagonists won't be easy.
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Soon or late, we all have to confront our other self, whatever our position in life: commanding or following, talking or writing.
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I must confess, as I've been doing over the past weeks reading this story, that I find Lynton increasingly, indeed unbelievably irritating. A self-centred so-called moralist who's not even honest about his own feelings.
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Levesque sparkled with amusement. “I would tell you that the fillies like scars, but I doubt that you’d care much about them.” He glanced over to Sawyer and back to the young Theo. “Takes grit to fight for what you care about. Just heed my warning and don’t wait too long, you nearly lost him today.” Theo swallowed and nodded, “Yes Mister Levesque, sir.” Nearly there, I feel.
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Obviously, I, perhaps more than any of your readers, am emotionally moved by this chapter. For yes, we do owe Canada an enormous debt of gratitude. To see it come to life in your story - with, also, enough detail to show you did study the context! - is special indeed. So, if ever the need arises, I'd be among the first to stir on our politicians to repay that historical debt. Whether, in actuality, Mark Rutte would have the guts (and, to be honest, the power...) to take and implement such a momentous decision, is quite another matter...Unless asked to, I'd better not dwell on that question.
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Frosted Hearts: The Overlook
peter rietbergen commented on Jason Rimbaud's story chapter in Frosted Hearts: The Overlook
One may very much doubt if F is as straight as is suggested...- 59 comments
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Frosted Hearts: The Overlook
peter rietbergen commented on Jason Rimbaud's story chapter in Frosted Hearts: The Overlook
ah, dynamite inside and outside (the cottage).... What "accidents" will happen next? -
Chapter 5: Everything goes against Julian.
peter rietbergen commented on vanalas's story chapter in Chapter 5: Everything goes against Julian.
J is not a boy. He is a man. He could have fought - his grandfather's guards, and, why not, the old man himself. And, supposedly, his grandmother has financial means. He could leave, with her help. -
Maximilian 'Max' Delacroix was draped over a chaise lounge, a living monument to excessive expenditure. Max looked like the aftermath of a glitter bomb detonated inside a designer boutique: he wore a single, sequined purple blazer, impossibly tight leather shorts, and towering, silver platform boots. His face, beautiful and angular, was framed by a shock of magenta hair, and he was currently holding court with two young admirers. Yes, definitely spectacle - but even more: no taste whatsoever. And yet it needn't be so: I remember parties that "effortlessly" managed to combine both. But no, I won't share any photographs...
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Agian: as exciting as we, your readers, love... [By the way: these are repetitons, I think... "The Agency appreciates your cooperation, Agent Sawyer," White whispered, the words a venomous secret shared between them. "The Catamite Harding boy is now a closed account." Sawyer's blood ran cold. *Closed account.* In the sterile, brutal language of the ledger, a closed account wasn't one that was paid and forgotten. It was an account that had been zeroed out. Liquidated. Written off.]
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Probably "The Parborough Nudes", or some such...After all, as another reader has suggested, Engeland is home to the "Hugillverse". Soon, there will be booked excursions to all the towns and villages in it...and we'll tell eacht other: "This was the spot where..." And: "Do you remember X pointing that out to Y...".
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Frosted Hearts: The Gay Chicken
peter rietbergen commented on Jason Rimbaud's story chapter in Frosted Hearts: The Gay Chicken
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The Sawyer-Levesque exchange is moving!
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"Creating a chance" rather than *taking it": there isn't always that much of a difference.
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Yes,it was foreshadowed, as in Brad's mother's lines during the wedding party. But it needed to be written out, here. And though I feel that sometimes LC's thoughts are sketched a bit over-dramatic: well done.
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Horrific. But inevitable.
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Chapter IV: The Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come
peter rietbergen commented on andy cannon's story chapter in Chapter IV: The Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come
Ah, that might be the alternative... Given that I've no thespian talents whatsoever, I should perhaps settle for that role. Alas, precisely the casting directors did/do apparently mostly mis-use their power for sexual abuse. -
‘Yeah, it does,’ I said, as I sat myself down on the bed. They both sat down as well, one on either side of me. ‘There’s some stuff I need you both to know . . . even if only so that you don’t put your foot in it around Tom and Beth, than for any other reason.’ This is a repetiton - he's said that already. Bu otherwise: a good continuation of the story!
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"And you, Monsieur Levesque," Lorelei countered, meeting his bet without a flicker of hesitation, "have a tendency to compliment a lady's perception most extravagantly when you are bluffing. It's a desperate gambit." "I am always flattering," Levesque grinned, a flash of white in his dark face. "It is as natural to me as breathing." "Then you are perpetually desperate," she said sweetly, turning over a full house, queens high. A lovely exchange!
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Chapter IV: The Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come
peter rietbergen commented on andy cannon's story chapter in Chapter IV: The Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come
Very cute. if only life-style conversions came so easily...By maybe fairy-tales do help - that is, after all, their function...So: get someone to turn this story into a Youtube 'indie', or a TikTok tale...I'm pondering what role I'll audition for. -
dear author, providing "food for thought" is, obviously, a mutual experience. So for that: I thank you !
