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.
Thanks Mike. I imagine inside a coffee cup is pretty good. That's where I'm at right now as I wait for the pipa to come fill the tank, keeping warm with my cafe cubano. Glad you found some morsels to chew on, and many thanks for your comment. You too, have a great season!
I'm allowed to have a favorite part of my own I believe and by god you snagged it, too! Synchronicity. Thanks Jim. The magazine is Dog Throat Journal and like life itself is a work in progress. The first issue dropped recently, and during December I'm looking to get some more tech/display/?? things in place. More info here:
"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.
Thanks James, I appreciate your kind words and hope you have a great December/holiday season!
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.
I'm glad you enjoyed it, Trilety. What a lovely comment, thanks so 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.
Thanks Mike. I imagine inside a coffee cup is pretty good. That's where I'm at right now as I wait for the pipa to come fill the tank, keeping warm with my cafe cubano. Glad you found some morsels to chew on, and many thanks for your comment. You too, have a great season!
"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.
I'm allowed to have a favorite part of my own I believe and by god you snagged it, too! Synchronicity. Thanks Jim. The magazine is Dog Throat Journal and like life itself is a work in progress. The first issue dropped recently, and during December I'm looking to get some more tech/display/?? things in place. More info here:
https://dogthroat.com
Thanks for reading my last one of the year, friend.
We will be awaiting the return of our muse.
Very compelling and charged. Read it during lunch hour at my daily form of prison known as work !
I imagine you're home from work by this hour (unless you work at Google :) Thanks for checking it out Sarah, and glad you enjoyed it.
David Robert Jones was the birth name of David Bowie.
How about that? I didn't know, never followed Bowie much, I'm afraid. Thanks for checking it out David.
"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
Yes, a little roll you own at the end :) I opt for... well.. not sure yet.. Thanks for reading Sharron, I appreciate it!