Vivid. Harsh but true words, love regret and grief spinning as fast as that pinball would have if Stewart hadn’t been distracted by Maizy. Everything said that had to be, and hopefully Bags was too out of it to care, no matter what he’d hoped for. And he was dead, so it was too late to fix anything anyway.
I just love your fucked up tortured characters. They remind me so much of people I've come across during my life. Junkies, whores, and thieves; strippers, homeless, and lost. Maybe you should try and write a movie with some of these characters?
This story had a great tone and setting. I like how the dialogue gradually revealed the characters and the nature of their relationship, how the pace created curiosity, and how curiosity made the story engaging. This is my very first post of Substack, and I'm glad it was directed to a talented writer.
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Thanks for the review and welcome to the Stack. It can be a lot of fun here. I promised my subscribers I'd give em daily fiction starting in August of 2020, and I'm still at it.
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heart in throat reading. Very powerful.
Thanks Lorraine! I really liked that one. I was an arcade rat as a kid, so I could feel it.
You really nailed the nuance of that. The whole thing.
Thank you. Even though I was under some time constraints, it was fun to write. Really happy you're enjoying them.
I read every one, don't always have a chance to comment though. But my fave!
Yes! We feel the sadness, the emotion of friendship gone wrong, the sweat but we know Stewart was a good friend of
Brags and he handled his grief the best he knew how in his sadness
Vivid. Harsh but true words, love regret and grief spinning as fast as that pinball would have if Stewart hadn’t been distracted by Maizy. Everything said that had to be, and hopefully Bags was too out of it to care, no matter what he’d hoped for. And he was dead, so it was too late to fix anything anyway.
Very real.
I just love your fucked up tortured characters. They remind me so much of people I've come across during my life. Junkies, whores, and thieves; strippers, homeless, and lost. Maybe you should try and write a movie with some of these characters?
This story had a great tone and setting. I like how the dialogue gradually revealed the characters and the nature of their relationship, how the pace created curiosity, and how curiosity made the story engaging. This is my very first post of Substack, and I'm glad it was directed to a talented writer.
I tried to respond to this earlier but Substack had a brief outage.
Thanks for the review and welcome to the Stack. It can be a lot of fun here. I promised my subscribers I'd give em daily fiction starting in August of 2020, and I'm still at it.
Dig deep into the archive and good luck with your publication. Let me know if I can help with anything.