Comments on: Flash Fiction – Faded

By: george

george — Sun, 29 Nov 2009 19:16:51 +0000

Wayne,

A belated Happy Thanksgiving to you as well, sir.

And while life IS about football (soccer), real men say what is in their hearts.

You have no idea how thankful I am to call you a friend. Your short stories inspire me, your comments here educate and feed me and I always know I can count on you.

Thanks for everything, Wayne. Yes, Phoenix Rising.

George

By: Wayne C. Long

Wayne C. Long — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 04:53:49 +0000

Happy Thanksgiving, George!

Nice mood piece here. Black and white, and then fade … to black.

I want to tell you how thankful I am to have you as my friend, George. Do “real” men even say that these days? Or is life all about football?

I can share with you the knowledge that it is the writers who ultimately have the last laugh as they sit at their solitary keyboards, balancing the world like Atlas.

It’s days of reflection like today that make all those deep water experiences seem absolutely necessary, sharpening our mental lasers for what is to come.

Never forget the power of the phoenix!

Wayne

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By: george

george — Wed, 25 Nov 2009 15:20:08 +0000

Hey Jan,

I hadn’t made that connection, but it is an interesting point. Think Hemingway and dozens of others.

George

By: jan geronimo

jan geronimo — Wed, 25 Nov 2009 15:16:36 +0000

A writer writes his own 30 with an exclamation point. Act of defiance? Or is it resignation? Is there any other profession as obsessed with death? It seems to writers take to staring at the barrel of a shotgun just as easily as wielding a pen. Maybe just one of those unquestioned notions about tortured writers, this.
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