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Jason Rimbaud

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  1. What a shy, slowly awakening tale about a man who is finally stepping out away from the shore. Much like Des, I flirt outrageously with almost everyone, I find that it gets me what I want easier. And no I'm not talking about sex, but I find approaching these clerks with a bit of humor and a flirtatious manner gets me that refund, or that special deal.

    Jason

  2. It's kind of ironic, at this moment I'm listening to AD's first podcast, and the song is playing, Son of a Preacher man, and then I read this brilliant, sad flash and I couldn't help but draw parallels.

    One hasn't realized it's beyond over while the other is trying to hide his unavailable emotions. How often I've been in this situation, trying to let the other person down gently, lying to make it more human, while all the time just wanting to say the truth and end it like pulling off a band aid.

    I likes this muchly

    Jason

  3. I too was deeply moved by this simple yet beautiful piece dedicated to the memory of friend. I am a firm believer that through this life family members can come and go just like lovers, but friends truly are forever.

    Jason

  4. At first I thought it was a mis-direction, but then I realize it was Des, so I thought it could be exactly what I think it is about, and then at the end it was only dessert and tea. Beautiful Des.

    Jason (a bit hot and bothered by this harmless piece)

  5. This is definately something new from Desilu, normally he doesn't shy away from describing the action in his narratives. But with this story, he realies more on feelings, capturing those moments of awakening, choosing restraint. And it could be innocent, though with Desilu it's probably not, just two boys settling into manhood. Very good.

    Jason

  6. I first thought you had looked into my life and taken my own habits into your account. *shudders*

    Granted, lately the only satisfaction I've received is self induced.

    What a thoughtful and quite provoking flash? Not really a prose piece, almost like an essay, but it brings to life the lack of life so many humans on this planet must endure. Very cool.

    Jason

  7. I really like this...the twist at the end or should I say the epiphany was masterfully written. Having Chris spout the running monologue punches home the realization of Terry with his last sentence declaration. I'll doff my hat to you.

    Jason

  8. Hey Wibby,

    Number one, how do you get your IP address to randomly show up in other states? I barely know what an IP address is and have no idea how to alter or change it?

    Number two, why is it so important to you to hide the state your living in? THere is no sarcasm here, I'm genuinely curious about why several online people I know are so worried about revealing the state they live in. After six or seven people tell me this, I'm wondering what they know that I don't.

    I'm computer stupid, barely can I surf the net, Word is a program that I can use but not very well. I've thought about switching to a Mac but wonder if I can learn a whole new operating system.

    Jason

  9. Not usually someone who offers comment on stories, I somehow adapted the thought that explaining or dissecting someone else's work is quite arrogant, but for this tale I'll make an exception.

    Not because the subject matter is close to my heart, far from it actually and those of you that read my Blog will understand, and not because it's written in a masterful way, WriteByMySelf writes in a straight-forward simple manner without his usual vocabulary flare. Matter of fact, from the opening paragraph I found myself slowly becoming angry. Angry at the subject matter, angry at the way the narrator tries to justify his predatory nature, and unbelievably angry at the way the narrator washes his hands of any wrong doing at the end.

    Yet I'm not bashing the writer. In my cynical life, rarely do I become affected by the written word and usually only poetry when and if that happens. But as I read WriteByMySelf tale, I became angry, filled with emotion, I actually stood up at one point and stormed outside to have a smoke and to calm down.

    These words rammed into my brain, awakening those centers that govern my meager supply of emotions and let them all lose at once. In his simple, straight-forward manner, WriteByMySelf captures the torment, the self-loathing, and the lust that rages inside a pedophile all the while without glamorizing or condones the actions. Instead of wrapping things up all nice and pretty, he drops the narrative and leaves it up to the reader to discern the ending. Reminding us all that life doesn't have a happily ever after key and no matter how hard people try, life doesn't afford Hollywood Endings. And in this readers opinion, who needs them anyway.

    My hat is doffed you silly raccoon,

    Jason

  10. Again, well written, vivid imagery, singularity in thought.

    From the two flash fictions pieces, and your piece in the bull pen, you seem to dwell on the internal instead of the external. Though you are describing the outside world, you thoughts are strictly internal and how the outside images affect the internal you. This is very powerful for certain types of writings.

    I wonder what you could do if you try your hand at poetry.

    Jason (ever the poet)

  11. This isn't narrative, matter of fact this isn't even fiction. In no way would I label this as anything but prose in it's purest and most beautiful form.

    Images and thoughts slowly float inside your consciousness, piece by piece building the idea of the ravages of time til like the man sitting on the porch, you too are brought to the very end of existence. By the end of this piece I was exhausted, my brain overloaded by the constant barrage of description, and I felt out of breath.

    Pieces like this aren't for the casual reader, the ideas are too subtle and the words to powerful. I found it took a few reads to get each piece of nugget Brandon included, like finding something new each time.

    I couldn't read an entire story written in this manner, prose does not make good fiction stories. And yet prose is the hardest pieces to write. I am genuinely surprised by the author's talent in this area.

    Jason (doffing his hat)

  12. I have to subsist on $50 a week for food, so I can't afford to damage my wallet with fast food prices or my health with fast fat, let alone pay someone to fast franchise their staff into team slavery.

    Umm, 50 dollars a week? I don't know what kind of prices they have way over down there, but here in California, it wouldn't be possible to scrape by on 50 dollars a week. I get free food from my restaurant and I still can't get my grocery bill under a hundred a week. And I live by myself.

    And so this topic won't be off, I haven't eaten a fast food restaurant in ten years. I try to support local business and abhor chain corporate places. I do go to Applebee's sometimes after work, but this is for very cold tap Foster's Beer and not for the food.

    Jason

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