No time to beg her heart to jump from the balcony and make itself at ease in his breast pocket for he is near a deathdoor because time has filled him with six dozen birthday cakes and a case of colon cancer....
Thanks James. A little tidbit from a trip long ago sneaked in there.. At the time when the guy asked me, I went what?? But he told me what it meant and I got happy tummy.
By the way, I've been asking Substack to give us an option to override another's theme because dark burns my eyes and I just can't do it, but so far that feature hasn't arrived.
Now I see you've changed to a light background. I'm going to check out your stack. Thanks again friend!
I'm late to the party but felt compelled to comment on the sheer magic of the language and the quotability of line after line in this piece. Such inventive style and humor mixed with reflection, sadness and hope. I"m gonna dig deeper into the archives now. Thanks Victor.
Thanks a lot, Jim. Very kind of you. Maybe you'd like Connections, my first posted piece here, a quick read. Of course, feel free to browse. Thanks again friend!
Victor, you write these short descriptions that are both full of life and also a peculiar insight into the characters' psyches at one and the same time.
I love this, this is the kind of storytelling that has to be read at an open mic, and what a close, with "life is not a plaything to be tossed into the trash when it gets dirty".
Hey, that would be fun, good idea, to read at an open mic. Haven't done that for a while. Many thanks for reading and commenting, Edward. All the best!!
Wow, I learn something new all the time, Andrew. As I think I mentioned in this thread, I heard that phrase in New Orleans during my travels. My time in Canada was mostly roaming the wilderness of Algonquin Park, and nobody asked me about my sandwich there. Many thanks for reading and commenting friend!
Yes, you don't get "all dressed" burgers in Algonquin Park, that's for sure. (I once wrote a piece called Cappuchinno Bars of Algonquin Park, based upon an extended fantasy while portaging.)
I thoroughly enjoyed this, Victor. Thank you for conjuring it from your imagination and manifesting it into our inboxes. Your take on romance in the age of aging has reminded me that I'm rapidly approaching that Buick mechanic-ing place. Also, "burgers in the style of ancient Rome" - I'm going to have to research that!
I don't know, Mike. I don't see you rapidly approaching the Buick place. Look at that beautiful blond hair!! And please let us know about the burgers. I just kind of made it up I guess but maybe McDonald already has them. Thanks for reading and your lovely comment. Also, I hope you're a safe distance from the volcano.
Covid Knocked on my door. Came and went. Some of its attendants still linger. I will circle back and continue pondering on this foreign concept - dressed or not.
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I really like it Victor! "or as they say down in Louisiana, dressed." - A long time since I've heard this - from my home state. :)
Thanks James. A little tidbit from a trip long ago sneaked in there.. At the time when the guy asked me, I went what?? But he told me what it meant and I got happy tummy.
By the way, I've been asking Substack to give us an option to override another's theme because dark burns my eyes and I just can't do it, but so far that feature hasn't arrived.
Now I see you've changed to a light background. I'm going to check out your stack. Thanks again friend!
Hi Victor. Yes I've changed background. Heard it was a problem for some eyes. Thank you for subbing!
You're welcome James. Cool stuff. The New Orleans vibe is awesome. All that music and you in the middle of it!
The Quarter at night comes alive. Fun and mysterious at the same time. Thanks again!
Gracias! Por esta romántica historia. Definitivamente hay amor aquí.
Asi es. Varios amor :) Gracias para leerlo Mónica!
I'm late to the party but felt compelled to comment on the sheer magic of the language and the quotability of line after line in this piece. Such inventive style and humor mixed with reflection, sadness and hope. I"m gonna dig deeper into the archives now. Thanks Victor.
Thanks a lot, Jim. Very kind of you. Maybe you'd like Connections, my first posted piece here, a quick read. Of course, feel free to browse. Thanks again friend!
Victor, you write these short descriptions that are both full of life and also a peculiar insight into the characters' psyches at one and the same time.
Thank you DB. I try to have fun with it, and let it go where it wants to go. Thanks for the lovely comment, appreciate it!
I love this, this is the kind of storytelling that has to be read at an open mic, and what a close, with "life is not a plaything to be tossed into the trash when it gets dirty".
Hey, that would be fun, good idea, to read at an open mic. Haven't done that for a while. Many thanks for reading and commenting, Edward. All the best!!
We have them all dressed in Canada too . . . maybe the phrase came to Louisiana from the Acadians?
I liked this one extra much.
Maybe love can fight off revolutionaries come to take the ranch. If so how that happens is a secret that reveals itself in the needed moment.
Wow, I learn something new all the time, Andrew. As I think I mentioned in this thread, I heard that phrase in New Orleans during my travels. My time in Canada was mostly roaming the wilderness of Algonquin Park, and nobody asked me about my sandwich there. Many thanks for reading and commenting friend!
Yes, you don't get "all dressed" burgers in Algonquin Park, that's for sure. (I once wrote a piece called Cappuchinno Bars of Algonquin Park, based upon an extended fantasy while portaging.)
Hey, I'd like to read that. Is it on a web site out there in the vast internet? My search is not getting it.
It was pre our present use of internet and computers ago. If it turns up in the flow I'll send it along; I'd love to share it!
I thoroughly enjoyed this, Victor. Thank you for conjuring it from your imagination and manifesting it into our inboxes. Your take on romance in the age of aging has reminded me that I'm rapidly approaching that Buick mechanic-ing place. Also, "burgers in the style of ancient Rome" - I'm going to have to research that!
I don't know, Mike. I don't see you rapidly approaching the Buick place. Look at that beautiful blond hair!! And please let us know about the burgers. I just kind of made it up I guess but maybe McDonald already has them. Thanks for reading and your lovely comment. Also, I hope you're a safe distance from the volcano.
I adore the reality of this. The longevity. And the humor. As my mom is leaving my stepdad, I found myself warmed by this story of love and awareness.
Thank you so much Trilety. I'm glad you liked it. I appreciate you reading and your comment. !!
Beautiful and true.
Thank you Ann. Appreciate you reading and your lovely comment.
Covid Knocked on my door. Came and went. Some of its attendants still linger. I will circle back and continue pondering on this foreign concept - dressed or not.
I hope you're okay Elva. Keep rested and many thanks for reading and commenting. All the best.