When we came back from overseas, changed in ways we didn’t yet know, and walked a real city again, Larry told me you need to get away from the actual experience of something before pondering it too hard. Lay some distance down, he said. 39 years ought to do it.
I thoroughly enjoy everything you write, Victor, and thank you for sharing a piece of your life and experience in this story. I look forward to your posts. Keep up the great work!
Life does come at us, brother. And death. I feel for the loss of your friend. This resonates: "You’ve got to rip it up by the roots every couple of years and shove it into other soil".
This one too, captures my attention. I think of you sometimes when I'm reading George Saunders' book on writing. I think, I bet Victor would love this! I do and I'm hardly ever a fiction writer. :)
I thoroughly enjoy everything you write, Victor, and thank you for sharing a piece of your life and experience in this story. I look forward to your posts. Keep up the great work!
Life does come at us, brother. And death. I feel for the loss of your friend. This resonates: "You’ve got to rip it up by the roots every couple of years and shove it into other soil".
Be well.
This was a powerful read, Victor. Thank you for sharing this.
This one too, captures my attention. I think of you sometimes when I'm reading George Saunders' book on writing. I think, I bet Victor would love this! I do and I'm hardly ever a fiction writer. :)