First, I have to agree with Robynn. Another one of your treasures that needs to win a short story award. Please waste no time entering it, Mr. Laird.
Like your other readers, I was captivated from the first sentence, a willing victim. You use no unnecessary words - no flowery descriptions that drag the story down. You get to the meat of it from the start and by the end of the first page we need to know more about this man and... mehr anzeigen
First, I have to agree with Robynn. Another one of your treasures that needs to win a short story award. Please waste no time entering it, Mr. Laird.
Like your other readers, I was captivated from the first sentence, a willing victim. You use no unnecessary words - no flowery descriptions that drag the story down. You get to the meat of it from the start and by the end of the first page we need to know more about this man and what brought him to the cabin in the woods.
The sensitivity that lies within you, the writer, is expressed so eloquently in the following pages. We see the deep love of a man for his wife - and the years he has suffered without her, battling an illness alone, but still needing and loving his soul mate.
Everything you write is like a precious jewel, John. Add this one to the crown of your literary achievements.