tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post6038225883086296822..comments2024-03-29T01:35:22.790+00:00Comments on TONE DEAF: Story - part 2Roderick Robinsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-31309615894801634632017-05-22T07:06:48.211+01:002017-05-22T07:06:48.211+01:00Sabine: I've had a number of arguments about w...Sabine: I've had a number of arguments about what constitutes a short story, none of them conclusive.<br /><br />One thing: you can float an action and not necessarily resolve it (as with the FT, first time round). Also, it may be enough to create an atmosphere (melancholy as you mention) without too much in the way of a plot.<br /><br />So you may have seen the Durers in Nürnberg! The ones I mention may have been entirely fictional; I'm not sure whether Albrecht got commissions for his work. That's one of the benefits of fiction - one may invent.<br /><br />Writing poems (I prefer to describe my stuff as verse) the key is to just keep writing, good or bad. Come back to them weeks later; that's the test. In the case of my mother's death, the sonnet arrived 45 years afterwards; I've always distrusted Browning's "first fine careless rapture".Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-12547251971876519992017-05-21T15:03:11.079+01:002017-05-21T15:03:11.079+01:00Well, this was a treat in many ways.
Apart from t...Well, this was a treat in many ways. <br />Apart from the story itself, the melancholy and the wry self observations, I enjoyed the leek knees and laughed out loud at the quandary about getting the FT or better not (maybe he should have after all).<br />Also, thank you for introducing eleemosynary to my vocabulary.<br />But the best bit was Albrecht Dürer. <br />I grew up in Nürnberg, you see. <br /><br />And thank you for your poem in your comment to my ongoing posts about my mother. I was touched, it is a moving tribute, something I hope I will be able to do in some way, one of these days. Maybe.Sabinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09015827501648296977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-10502072428521536892017-05-20T07:00:20.023+01:002017-05-20T07:00:20.023+01:00MikeM: Thanks for these kind words. Even more so f...MikeM: Thanks for these kind words. Even more so for your willingness to tackle this great discouraging slab of text. It's been well over a year since I wrote a short story and it required endless pruning; I've fallen out of the habit. I shall be publishing a collection of my short stories shortly without submitting them to agents. Most say they're not interested in short stories as such.Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-43909647936307529482017-05-19T13:34:41.335+01:002017-05-19T13:34:41.335+01:00I think about who I might call in the event of a b...I think about who I might call in the event of a bike breakdown miles from home. I've a big contact list, but only a few I'd feel really free to ask. So much of this rang true. The phrase "And then a couple of young guys..."...well that made me think something even worse than a robbery. Brutal honesty with the laundry basket bit. I could go on like this about every phrase, sentence and para. "Fully engaged melancholy". Damn, it's good. You are sure a hawkish features guy.MikeMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-81639769086519367032017-05-18T00:02:14.966+01:002017-05-18T00:02:14.966+01:00Riveting. Gorgeous. Inimitable.Riveting. Gorgeous. Inimitable.MikeMnoreply@blogger.com