tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3269476520871766643.post3422086737731781251..comments2023-06-13T08:22:59.079-04:00Comments on I'm Not Emilio Estevez: RoastChristian Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03160609304010597116noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3269476520871766643.post-53997807062657065172010-10-22T06:58:53.010-04:002010-10-22T06:58:53.010-04:00Thanks, Cathy and Deanna, for reading and your com...Thanks, Cathy and Deanna, for reading and your comments!Christian Bellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03160609304010597116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3269476520871766643.post-89595858689145772382010-10-21T13:27:27.197-04:002010-10-21T13:27:27.197-04:00Quite a large, vivid picture in so few words. I ag...Quite a large, vivid picture in so few words. I agree with Cathy - it's the last two lines that really make this story even better. <br />Well done.Deanna Schrayerhttp://www.theothersideofdeanna.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3269476520871766643.post-74595976055082344462010-10-21T08:23:17.330-04:002010-10-21T08:23:17.330-04:00Stunning, Christian.
"The corner where he wa...Stunning, Christian. <br />"The corner where he was seated: the Christmas tree spot. " That blew me away. A perfect detail. I know exactly where that is... if you do Christmas, you have a spot for the tree.. and yet, I wouldn't have thought of writing that in a zillion years. I paused, too over your line about cold air accompanying feet through the door. Read it thrice. <br />You could have ended the story after "Days later he still clutched it," or even the line before. But those last two sentences lend a whole other story to your story. A mystery on top of some very, very nice prose.<br />Extremely well done.<br />(I'm behind in Casolaro; my apologies... when I have time, I'm coming back for catch-up)Cathy Olliffe-Websterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12729578896443750402noreply@blogger.com