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Lots to this story. It had
Posted on Tue, 12 Dec 2023
Lots to this story. It had the feel of a nineties Christmas when the pubs were heaving and you needed a ticket to get inside, although those high street stores were still thriving back then. There's always an Elliot type character causing trouble...
This reminds me Hans Christian Anderson, the morphing of dreams and reality and the falling snow. I really enjoyed it, a very professional short story with some festive magic thrown in.
Convincing yet utterly freak-unique. Something on his mind made him behave irrationally and lose his keys, the bird got in quite accidentally but on the other hand it feels like dark energy at play and once you get that idea, you're inviting it....
Thank you, Insert. I will be doing the sage thing. I'm not used to uneven floors and doors that won't shut but I guess it's normal for an old house. Our previous house was unbearably hot in summer so I'm looking forward to being in a cool cave....
I found your poem to be very calming, as always Jenny. The birds offer us a higher level, removed from the seemingly unsolvable problems of our terrestrial world.
Perfect and beautiful. Restraint, just enough details. It's like a perfectly decorated tree, all the decorations spaced and the colours, vibrant, not too much. A mid-winter day illustrated in words.
Love this, especially the title and the idea of those rinds hardening in your pocket over summer and autumn. The link back to last mid-winter. Beautiful.
Thank you for your comment. That Japanese saying is interesting, sounds like something one of those old school bullish teachers might adopt. I'm not bashed in...
Lots to this story. It had
Posted on Tue, 12 Dec 2023
Lots to this story. It had the feel of a nineties Christmas when the pubs were heaving and you needed a ticket to get inside, although those high street stores were still thriving back then. There's always an Elliot type character causing trouble...
Read full commentPosted in 'Twas the Night Before Christmas
This reminds me Hans
Posted on Sun, 10 Dec 2023
This reminds me Hans Christian Anderson, the morphing of dreams and reality and the falling snow. I really enjoyed it, a very professional short story with some festive magic thrown in.
Read full commentPosted in "Starlight And Miracles" (A Christmas tale)
Convincing yet utterly freak
Posted on Fri, 08 Dec 2023
Convincing yet utterly freak-unique. Something on his mind made him behave irrationally and lose his keys, the bird got in quite accidentally but on the other hand it feels like dark energy at play and once you get that idea, you're inviting it....
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Thank you, Insert. I will be
Posted on Wed, 06 Dec 2023
Thank you, Insert. I will be doing the sage thing. I'm not used to uneven floors and doors that won't shut but I guess it's normal for an old house. Our previous house was unbearably hot in summer so I'm looking forward to being in a cool cave....
Read full commentPosted in In Your House
I found your poem to be very
Posted on Tue, 05 Dec 2023
I found your poem to be very calming, as always Jenny. The birds offer us a higher level, removed from the seemingly unsolvable problems of our terrestrial world.
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Perfect and beautiful.
Posted on Fri, 01 Dec 2023
Perfect and beautiful. Restraint, just enough details. It's like a perfectly decorated tree, all the decorations spaced and the colours, vibrant, not too much. A mid-winter day illustrated in words.
Read full commentPosted in Colours of Christmas
Love this, especially the
Posted on Tue, 05 Dec 2023
Love this, especially the title and the idea of those rinds hardening in your pocket over summer and autumn. The link back to last mid-winter. Beautiful.
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Thank you for your comment.
Posted on Mon, 20 Nov 2023
Thank you for your comment. That Japanese saying is interesting, sounds like something one of those old school bullish teachers might adopt. I'm not bashed in...
Read full commentPosted in Song of Myself
It does translate as a very
Posted on Tue, 21 Nov 2023
It does translate as a very authentic voice, a man caught up in sadness from past tragedies and gratitude, together with a sense of optimism.
I've never understood why people feel guilty about failing to put fresh flowers on graves. I'm...
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I enjoyed this thoroughly
Posted on Mon, 20 Nov 2023
I enjoyed this thoroughly intriguing, mysterious and well-written tale of holes, French cigarettes and pulled chains.
Read full commentPosted in A hole in the kitchen
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