Love this Jack. This is exactly my belief too. Weidr to see other people share my strange sense of the world. Love it all!
That was in nice paragraphs before your comment field destroyed it...
I blog over at Our Journey http://carrie-ourjourney.blogspot.ca/Most commenters say such things as "That was really moving" or "You made me cry" So if your looking to expel tears, or just like reading gushy shit then please feel free to drop by.His name is ParisThats not where hes fromHe has a new grilfriendand hair on his bumHe divulges so muchTmi you'd sayHe has many followers it must be okayHe pooped himselfand teases in jesthe saw his dads junkand wears a lead vestI could go on but I'm not a poetits time to end nowbefore I blow it
LOL. It is true, peeing on a campfire woud be nearly impossible (maybe with some hip thrusts it might be possible to pee on a fire but certainly not possible to put it out!) Ahahahaha. Great post Jack!
Oh yes. It's so true. Those three little words are spoken so much less as we get older. Of course being a woman I have a sort of liberty to say them whenever I choose, and so I do. But for most men I think its harder. Something about being strong and acting like "a man" causes the male of our species to clam up.I'm glad that you will be opening up your shell and speaking those words to your dad. He will love to hear them.
Birthdays. Psh. A reminder that no one is eternal or immortal.Screw you birthdays. Screw you.
Oh, Happy Birthday yo. I hope it's a good one and you don't flip out about your ever accumulating years.
You are right, imagination is the key to writing. You have to leave some description etc to the imagination otherwise you are forcing a story down someones throat.
I am disturbed on so many levels - but I'll stick with just two.One: You don't pick up your dogs poop!? Nasty. I hate it when my kids are running down the road and I have to scream for them to dodge crap. Toddlers are not too steady on their feet. I am not an impressed person when I have to clean shit off their shoes or body after a nose dive into some waywards dog owners animal feces. (Although granted, before I had kids I never cleaned up after my dogs either)
Two: Ew. The dishwasher....What about walking your dog more often?
In any case...I still love you. Kinda.
This was insanely beautiful and made me choke up at the end. It's amazing what event - big or small - can make us into the philospher and the epiphanies we come to. I hope my children know that kind of friendship too, and will never be afraid to love that deeply - even in the face loss or the possibility of one.
I have a king size bed. It's beautiful. Unless one of, or all of, my three children wake up screaming in the middle of the night and I have to share with them.We are on a sears plan and pay like 80 bucks a month with no interest. It's pretty awesome.
I wouldn't want you to take out the cat. Short stories I think are an even better read when you do something completely unexpected. Having a character perhaps without morals or conscience - interacting with a character that is fully moralistic and even dedicated to God can reveal so many brilliant parallels. I personally think you should lean more towards bankrupting his character and embellishing hers.Either way your story has so much potential and so many ways you can take it. I really liked it as is or editted to your hearts content :)
I think your story was intriguing because the narrator seems like a psychopath. His draw towards violence and animal torture helps to establish a character that seems wholly unbalanced. I'm not sure if the nun was just mentally manipulated by him or if she truly loved him. Anyway. I know thats not exactly what you were trying to tell with your story but that's the genius of short stories. People get to decide for themselves! :)
Bahahaha. When I first began to read this post I assumed a real life cable guy was following/stalking you (because really...why would I assume otherwise). I envisioned that somehow in your wayward, friend building, twitter following, blog creeping world - some psycho guy had joined the ranks and gone all Jim Carrey on your ass.I guess this is just as good.
Weird yo. But good on you for not being sucked into her nutty drama.
My husband has full conversations with me in his sleep. After a few minutes I usually figure out he's sleeping (the conversation starts out normal and devolves quickly).When I tell him that he's sleeping and to stop talking, he argues with me. We end up in a huge fight about whether he is in fact sleeping or not and every morning he has no recollection of the conversation....
I wish his problem was tickling himself - I might be able to sleep then.
I thought this post was heartfelt and beautiful and I understand the fear that comes with change but often change turns out to be the biggest teacher! I hope your change is, and I hope you stop doubting and fearing that man in the mirror!
@delfinparis apparently neither did you and that didn't stop her. Although if you never clean your toilet...I can't say that I blame her. So yeah, you're probably right. Clean toilet over here. I'm safe.
I did what you said. I'm a little scared. I don't give my email out willy nilly you know.
I feel like this may end up being a mistake right out of a craigslist ad...
I also own a dog. I do not raise money in walks with her. I mostly try to avoid spending money with all the damage she tries to incur on my surroundings.
I was born in 1983.
I don't feel old anymore.
This was such a great piece. And I agree, all bloggers have issues. But I would go so far as to suggest every person has issues. Bloggers just choose to tell whoever will listen their problems. Apparently the more screwed up you are, the more people will love it, which incidently is why I love your blog.