So, this is a short addition for synecdochic s "A howling in the factory yard" which is a fabulous story you totally have to read. It's about running... ;)
Ooh, I love this: the pacing and the rhythm the mirror JD's footfalls. And the line Doesn’t not exit, can’t exist. He can’t bear himself to exist may have killed me for a moment or two.
Fantastic. I love the scansion of this, because it does feel like poetry rather than prose, like a mantra he's repeating to keep himself in himself. Awesome!
Thank you so much! Had to look up scansion (*blushes* but I am not a native speaker) but you're totally right! There is a touch of poetry... :D Thank you!
I totally forgot to comment on this until just now, but -- I love your insight into JD. I particularly liked the "hasn't seen his skin in a long time" -- because no, he won't see his skin for a damn long time, and by the time he gets there it's going to be a different thing entirely. Poor guy. I've often been fascinated by the thought of his relationship with this brand-new body ...
Thank you... :D Yes, and there are different layers, different meanings of "his skin"... I am so looking forward to see him find his skin again... Thanks a lot, means a lot to me. Love.
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No really, means a lot to me that you read it. I am a runner, had to comment on JD's running habits because it's so painful.
Thanks!
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I'm more than happy to read anything you care to write, so keep it up!
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I love writing. Used to write a lot. But sadly I don't have much writing time these days! Thanks!
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Yes, it's painful. And I am happy that you think it's beautyful.
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Thank you!
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I am so looking forward to see him find his skin again...
Thanks a lot, means a lot to me.
Love.
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