What a perfect piece and letter to end the year on. You are a one-of-a-kind voice, and I'm better for reading you - you always make me remember why i love words so damn much.
Thanks for this compelling and thought provoking end-of-year, worldview-exposing story, Victor. A nice existential morsel to chew on as we exit the old year. I see myself now as a prisoner in a jail shaped like a coffee cup. At the moment, it's not so bad ;-) Have a wonderful holiday season, Victor. I look forward to hearing more about your magazine.
"David Robert Jones stood on wobbly legs, extended his arms, and spoke his first words. Help me, he said." "...Jones was at last released into the larger surrounding prison made of countries and cities ..." "As jailer then, he alone could grant himself pardon." Stunning! Thank you, Victor, for letting us write our own final sentence in this story. See you in January
Terrific ending, Victor! Well done, again.
What a perfect piece and letter to end the year on. You are a one-of-a-kind voice, and I'm better for reading you - you always make me remember why i love words so damn much.
Thanks for this compelling and thought provoking end-of-year, worldview-exposing story, Victor. A nice existential morsel to chew on as we exit the old year. I see myself now as a prisoner in a jail shaped like a coffee cup. At the moment, it's not so bad ;-) Have a wonderful holiday season, Victor. I look forward to hearing more about your magazine.
"a growing sense that there had to be more to existence than the pursuit of its continuation."
How true, and what a great piece Victor. Have a great holiday season Victor. I would love to hear more about your online magazine too.
Very compelling and charged. Read it during lunch hour at my daily form of prison known as work !
David Robert Jones was the birth name of David Bowie.
"David Robert Jones stood on wobbly legs, extended his arms, and spoke his first words. Help me, he said." "...Jones was at last released into the larger surrounding prison made of countries and cities ..." "As jailer then, he alone could grant himself pardon." Stunning! Thank you, Victor, for letting us write our own final sentence in this story. See you in January