Nothing like an onion cry - good cover up for tears about "something else; tears long bottled up; good release what has been "damned" up. Just good all the way around!
Ooof. Again, tears and laughter in the same short story. I’ve been the cop, the night person, the one escaping reality by reading, the one with secret, unspoken loves, the abused partner. The human experience is such a diverse, crazy broad expanse....yet, so much common emotion. Pain. We all feel it. Different reasons. Different degrees. But, those small pains.......like a sliver you just can’t grasp with the tweezers. You forget it is there for awhile until the smallest thing reminds you it never left.
How many travel routes have you plotted, always knowing they will be discarded? I plot them daily. They give me hope. I know that there is still something else, something more maybe than what is.
that you ‘reply’ at all. Continued thanks for your generosity.
Though not a single Indian in whole series, so moved by recent binge-ing of Six Feet Under 2001-06. We have so fallen back into beyond the last millennium on human rights…rare to see a tough to like bi-polar character.
I just read this again. There’s so much happening in it. I can see it feel it and taste it. I’m being effusive (is that a distant cousin of impulsive?) but this story is so damn rich.
Fantastic - it was like watching a film but better. So many simple sentences that encapsulated complex feelings beautifully. Still - it would make a great film- short or otherwise.
Truly enjoyed reading the story yesterday. This morning I truly enjoyed listening to it. Many thanks for writing it and sharing it. A most pleasant way to being my day.
So fun to read. Kept my interest the whole time and I audibly laughed at least thrice. Great job!
Nothing like an onion cry - good cover up for tears about "something else; tears long bottled up; good release what has been "damned" up. Just good all the way around!
Thank you.
Ooof. Again, tears and laughter in the same short story. I’ve been the cop, the night person, the one escaping reality by reading, the one with secret, unspoken loves, the abused partner. The human experience is such a diverse, crazy broad expanse....yet, so much common emotion. Pain. We all feel it. Different reasons. Different degrees. But, those small pains.......like a sliver you just can’t grasp with the tweezers. You forget it is there for awhile until the smallest thing reminds you it never left.
Absolutely loved this. Economical with words. Extravagant with heart.
Thank you, Jack.
How many travel routes have you plotted, always knowing they will be discarded? I plot them daily. They give me hope. I know that there is still something else, something more maybe than what is.
It's a fictional story but the fictional town is based on a real mining town where two rural highways intersect.
in All Ways astonished
that you ‘reply’ at all. Continued thanks for your generosity.
Though not a single Indian in whole series, so moved by recent binge-ing of Six Feet Under 2001-06. We have so fallen back into beyond the last millennium on human rights…rare to see a tough to like bi-polar character.
And one final PS: Edward Hopper Nighthawks meets Sherman Alexie’s graveyard shift. Over and out.
I hadn't made that connection!
I just read this again. There’s so much happening in it. I can see it feel it and taste it. I’m being effusive (is that a distant cousin of impulsive?) but this story is so damn rich.
Thank you, Leigh.
PS. I just listened to the audio version. Even better!
Thanks!
Fantastic - it was like watching a film but better. So many simple sentences that encapsulated complex feelings beautifully. Still - it would make a great film- short or otherwise.
Thanks, Leigh! A short film? Now you got me pondering that...
I am glad that I waited for a perfect moment to read this story. So many accolades for you and your creations; I will start with ‘deeply impactful’.
I sense that the INDIAN KILLER also visited this place.
Love this little truth of a truth:
“stereotypes wouldn't exist if they didn't contain some truth”.
I am ready now to begin my own journey through a hard back first edition copy of BLASPHEMY.
Blasphemy! That's a lot of pages of me to read. Bring snacks and a bottle of water!
Great read! Current, timely, a full picture beginning to end, original detail and a Native bent--what more could we want? Yakoke again, Sherman.
Tracking the route to the small town...priceless. Thank you!
Thank you, Elizabeth.
Life is also better when you stay away from sheriffs in general! jk, dope story.
Hahahahhaha!
I love how you take personal events to offer transformative lessons. Replacement and pain...thanks for this text.
Truly enjoyed reading the story yesterday. This morning I truly enjoyed listening to it. Many thanks for writing it and sharing it. A most pleasant way to being my day.
Thank you, Lenora.