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RE: Life's Blood
I am glad you enjoyed it. It was the first time I was availed of the services of editors, and @rhondak and The Writer's Block, now @steemhouse publishing, literally verbally abused me until virtually every word of the story had been changed from my original draft. As a result the writing is immeasurably better, and honestly, not mine alone.
Thanks!
Oh, the writing is definitely all yours, and you should be very, very proud of it!
We were glad to help. But that's what multi-pass editing is all about, and it works. It's putting our work through the filter of many readers before we publish it, taking the best ideas and suggestions from them, and making the finished product shine. Your finished product most definitely shines. :-)
And I agree: the hook line in this post does its job: "That night something came for Tom and I...." Except I would have told you to use "me" instead, since you wouldn't say, "That night something came for I." LOL Nonetheless, I hope you consider using that line to open a fiction piece very soon, especially since Steemhouse is posting writing prompts again...hint, hint.
And btw, I had NO IDEA you'd had a heart attack. You should have told me!!!! I'm glad you're better! Holy wow. You just never know. I wish to heck I could help with Bear.
=D I confess I do love being critiqued by you. You are a born teacher, and I learn from every suggestion. I want to be better than I am, and that benefit is delivered by you and your insights.
Life is short, so enjoy the parts where you're not having a heart attack.
As to Bear, he's a very good dog. He just wasn't parented ruthlessly, which is more necessary to a dog the more intelligent and active they are, and Bear is about as intelligent and active as dogs get. I am swamped by work since I needed to take a week off, and the storms are regular and daunting, which strongly inhibits my ranging about in the woods satisfactorily for Bear.
Life isn't perfect for Bear, but he's learning to heel, to not dash out the door and revel in freedom at the first opportunity; he's warm, dry, beloved, and well fed and watered. Unlike Tom, I don't allow his grubby paws on my bed, but I hope that will make him all the happier when Tom is returned to him after recuperating in the hospital.
I love Bear dearly, but I'll love him more when he lives at Tom's house =D
You know, that comment regarding your post on the Virginia Rally is really what I think. There are so many amazing people that have lived, loved, and done incredible things that are lost in the darkness of prehistory that I would be plum tickled to meet, just as I would you. Given an extended timeline for development, if not infinite, I expect we clever tinkering monkeys, who all enjoy good company, to eventually get around to working out a way to meet.
Gold loses it's lustre. Great meals are but sawdust on the tongue without great company at the table. All the events of note in our life are inconsequential if we have no one to share them with. Nothing is comparable to the value of society to us, and this subjugates every purpose and goal to that of social intercourse eventually. Once existential challenges are met, securing resources, staving off dangers, and arranging for suitable shelter, impediments to improving our social life vanish, and it'll be time to party down.
Let's each raise a toast in anticipation of our likely and joyful meet and greet when humanity finally gets it's act together and we can rave across the limitless universe until the end of time with all the cool kids.
I think I want that printed on a T-shirt. 🤣
When you get a chance, DM me your general location on the planet. Michel and I are constantly traveling. Us clever tinkering monkeys might be able to come up with something. It would be a joy and an honor. :-)
I remain alive in Pacific City, Oregon. Stop by anytime =D I have let my French languish terribly for the last 40 years, and would love to be re-edumacated and reaquainted with la Belle Langue, so Michel could teach me just as well as you.
How I would relish such cogent criticism! LOL
I'd love to get to meet you both. Please visit if it's reasonably possible, but avoid the storms of fall and winter for the milder days of spring and summer.
"I remain alive in ..." 🤣🤣🤣🤣
I laugh at the phrasing, but I'm quite glad it's true.
I have devoted quite a bit of time to learning la belle langue only to realize it's a total bitch. LOL In my own defense, however, my daily Duolingo sessions have paid off because at least I can halfway understand Michel's mother this trip back to France. Before I could barely understand her when she said "Bonjour."
We do have a trip planned back to the States in late spring. I may have to have a bit of surgery (nothing serious) but I can nonetheless see potential in us making a trip to the West Coast. Michel got his fill of the East Coast last year. So your direction is exactly the way he wants to go. It isn't out of the question, so no more heart attacks! Comprenez vous ?
Bien sur. A bientot!