.april 9, 2010, 22.39. .week one, april 2010, brigits flame.

[sifrid]

I was all like YEAH OFF COMPUTER FOR THE NIGHT and then I forgot I have to put this in by 2pm EST tomorrow and so I had to be like OH SHIT WAIT and come back...

Word Count: 1,104
Genre: Prose
Rating: PG?

dog day

a missive written in sharpie on red tape.

The letter stretched across the gaping maw of your doorway, repeated in endless amounts

Comments

[sifrid]

Thank you so much! :< that's so sweet.

[tsururu]

I don't comment when I can't think of anything of substance to say, but I just thought I'd let you know that I read and love all your prose. Just felt like saying so because bits of it randomly popped up in my head today.

[sifrid]

Awwww TSUUUUUU

which bits? >_>

[tsururu]

Non-specifically, I'm more fond of the idea of baseball (even though I know little to nothing about it).

Specifically:
I read any book I could get, sometimes my mother’s, sometimes saving my few pennies to grab some to my own tastes, and wrote stories with broken scenarios and even more broken families.

“I need to learn to have faith like you. It’s just that they always have such a bad start, it’s so hard to imagine a good ending.”

Because one candidate suffered as a child and another did not, it does not make the first more deserving of the rewarding, high paying job. It does not make the path to the job purposeful or with a pretty ending. Both candidates have equal chance of failing.

But, listen, this man and his tape: these are linear.

I read Twenty-Seven Outs the first time you posted it, but I guess it didn't really register until I read it the second time.

[sifrid]

...oh, thank you, so much. ;; Tsu, really, without people as kind as you willing to say stuff like that sometimes I'd just hang my hat in frustration at my own behavior.

[madame_malady]

This was amazing. I love your style!

[sifrid]

Thank you so much! :)

[maniccartoonist]

I like this piece a lot, and I don't usually like non-linear second person narratives. I especially liked this line:
You forgave yourself, sought Jesus, and kept a tidy home.
Like that's all it takes to put your mind at ease.

I have to say, I was lost on the last paragraph. What happened? Or is it intended to be open-ended?

[sifrid]

It is definitely intended to be open-ended, but the implication, if you don't mind a spoiler, is that he's a closeted man and the dog who ran away is far more "out" than he'll ever be.