Holy hell, this is fierce and sad and, did I say sad? I can see all of this in my mind, like a cine film, images flickering on a sheet pinned to the wall.
Very well written and you have such a compelling voice. I almost feel like this is a serial being told across stories on other publications and on your own. There is an element that reminds me of a graphic novel for some reason. The trapped feelings of the narrators. I tried to give you a compliment in my monster truck story about how profound I find your work. I do wonder what would happen if we had this character out existing with the world a little more. Think Rabbit Run. His internal dialogue is so fascinating it would be intriguing to see him interacting with mundane aspects of life out in the world more. Great work as always.
What a fantastic telling on the TiF social. It felt like a deep monologue coming from a man who is in hell or has experienced hell itself. Lovely writing. Looking forward to more.
Holy hell, this is fierce and sad and, did I say sad? I can see all of this in my mind, like a cine film, images flickering on a sheet pinned to the wall.
Damn fine writing.
Thank you very much, sir
Beautiful.
This made my face make a sad face. But I love this melancholy stuff.
I really appreciate you reading it.
This will change how I look at photographs for a long time. My phone is full of stolen faces. Bravo.
Very well written and you have such a compelling voice. I almost feel like this is a serial being told across stories on other publications and on your own. There is an element that reminds me of a graphic novel for some reason. The trapped feelings of the narrators. I tried to give you a compliment in my monster truck story about how profound I find your work. I do wonder what would happen if we had this character out existing with the world a little more. Think Rabbit Run. His internal dialogue is so fascinating it would be intriguing to see him interacting with mundane aspects of life out in the world more. Great work as always.
I appreciate you reading and taking the time to actually give an honest assessment.
Really liked this- it captures such a mood. Sad and heavy and beautiful.
This feels like a place where dread is in the rearview mirror and there is nothing left to nothing about. Love this line especially;
"They forget it was the proliferation of judgmental minds and silent lips that brought forth hell up above."
What a fantastic telling on the TiF social. It felt like a deep monologue coming from a man who is in hell or has experienced hell itself. Lovely writing. Looking forward to more.