Date: January 15, 2008 03:52 pm Title: Chapter 1
Oof! Blow to the gut, there. I look forward to seeing how this plays out!
Date: January 06, 2008 09:47 pm Title: Chapter 1
"I turn my head to watch the light through the trees, that muted orange and the skeleton branches. I feel my fingers ache with the desire to catch this moment and hold onto it. I take careful note of every detail and hope that I’ll be able to remember later. It isn’t beautiful, I just want to remember how it felt to see it."
You continue to amaze me with your beautiful words and imagery that take the reader in and make them really feel what you've written. I loved this.
Date: January 04, 2008 10:35 am Title: Chapter 1
Yikes, that was heavy. But very nicely done. Great job!
Date: January 03, 2008 04:30 pm Title: Chapter 1
Stick a fork in me, I'm done! It was a very cold day here in CT, and this story fit perfectly. As always, your language is so rich and vibrant. And the angst? I'll be thinking about this one for a while. Wonderful work.
Date: January 03, 2008 03:19 pm Title: Chapter 1
ouch...my heart hurts a little bit
oh season 2 Pam, why can you never get it quite right?
Date: January 02, 2008 09:08 pm Title: Chapter 1
Ohhh, my heart is breaking for Jim. I can't wait for more ;0)
Your words, as always, have drawn me into the story effortlessly, by second paragraph.
Date: January 02, 2008 08:43 pm Title: Chapter 1
I agree -- I love this part: He knows I’m not going to leave Roy even though I don’t even know that yet.
You paint a vivid picture of the bleak, cold day and the surroundings at the old playground. Haunting.
Date: January 02, 2008 08:35 pm Title: Chapter 1
Wow, I love the angst here and the visual nature of this story. I can just see them sitting there talking like this. This is great: "He knows I’m not going to leave Roy even though I don’t even know that yet." Keep up your amazing writing.