Comments on: Ten Minutes On The Train: An Exercise In Words

By: Cork

Cork — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 12:59:34 +0000

I like that you “say it as it is”, also. It’s seamless, also – flawless execution. As the writer you never get in the way of the story, with a word or phrase that doesn’t fit, or an out of place thought. It just flows, which is really difficult to achieve, IMO.

By: Cork

Cork — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 09:19:38 +0000

Your writing is full-throated and rich. You stalk through the story like a panther through the grass. I feel you crouching. Licking your paws. Then your ears, alert – wait, is that a reader come stamping through the grass?

Very well done, Sarah. You write on a professional level in my opinion.

By: Tammy

Tammy — Tue, 10 Nov 2009 20:20:32 +0000

Who’s Sarah? would be a book, and it’s still unfolding in my mind. The night Sarah got her name would be a post. I’ll try to write it today. Meanwhile, check out
http://www.livedtotell.com/2009/04/08/surrender/
That’s totally written by Sarah, and I turned so many readers off with what I wrote that half of them never returned. I’d love to hear your feedback.

By: Cork

Cork — Tue, 10 Nov 2009 12:43:23 +0000

Tap, tap, tapping my fingers. Waiting for “Who’s Sarah?”

By: Tammy

Tammy — Fri, 30 Oct 2009 02:03:38 +0000

Thank you Thursday. I’m trying to write here with less fear and with minimal thoughts of the outcome. I just need to write; it’s one of the few things I really know.

By: Tammy

Tammy — Fri, 30 Oct 2009 02:01:32 +0000

I’m still rubbing sleep weary eyes and you’re already bringing me to my knees. Thank you.

By: Tammy

Tammy — Fri, 30 Oct 2009 01:59:58 +0000

Yes, a stream of consciousness writing exercise. I do a lot of them with paper and pen but most of them just sit around here on my messy side of the desk.
“Who’s Sarah?” should be the subject of my next post. Cork is correct that it is my nom de plume, but she is also my alter ego, my nemesis, my voice at times, my doppelganger, my sidekick, my best friend and my bitter rival. I don’t believe that I gave birth to her; I believe that she was born with me. I did however name her, and the night when I gave her her name, both first and last, would be a post in and of itself.
Thanks for your kind words.

By: Thursday

Thursday — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 21:16:33 +0000

Your words are a garden full of wonder.

By: Cork

Cork — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 19:28:47 +0000

Sarah is her nom de plume.

By: Cork

Cork — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 19:26:39 +0000

WHO’S SARAH?

She is short-of-breath so many moments
She takes out her eyes and washes them
as if they were fruit.
Her mind is crowded with words.
She picks them like grapes.
She breaks their juice into your mouth.