blue Posted June 10, 2012 Report Share Posted June 10, 2012 Cole Parker has a new novel, Doing Something, with two chapters posted so far. As usual, Cole writes an engaging story and I was drawn in. The story is about a family with each person broken and damaged by loss. The dad and son have just moved to a new place which is empty and old, and Troy, the son, is trying to find some way to adjust to this strange new life and begin making the place home. In the move, Troy has had to leave behind his closest friend too. That theme of "doing something" can mean many things. We'll see what turns up. The theme of being broken, damaged, or neglected can transform into many things too. And the boxes of stuff. This, I'm sure, has hit me personally, because...I'm still picking up, trying to rebuild my life. I know about boxes and feeling like everything you knew has fallen apart, including yourself, and having to start over. My life has been on hold for the last many years, and now, it is like I'm Rip Van Wynkel, waking up and seeing there's a weird new world out there, and even at home, things aren't quite the same. I've alluded to that before, but if you were to actually see it...well, I just wish I was making better progress. A bit here, a bit there, then something else happens and I'm playing catch-up again. Motivation, depression, anger, sadness, and the feeling that all those people I knew didn't care...are hard to ignore, or shut off, or turn into something positive again. When I get depressed or pissed off or get into self-pity mode, I try to remind myself it will get better, just keep working on it. I don't always believe it. I think what has hurt most was the friends and family who said they cared, and then showed they didn't. I have a few people who are still friends, some in person, some online, and I really value them. I'm the kind that misses friends from years ago. I don't let go easily, even when it should've been obvious, perhaps all along. I was procrastinating on writing some more, then read Cole's story. It'll be hours before I feel like sleeping again. I'm sure I'll write some before then. I have some yard work to do, new at gardening, and oddly enough, putting out grass seed, because of last year's drought. I got a smile out of that bit in the story. I get Troy. Unlike Troy, I get his dad too. My situation's different, but in some ways, enough the same to see it. Thanks, Cole. This may be an odd way to say thank you and say how much I like the story. But there it is. This is a really great story, and I'll be reading along with interest. Quote Link to comment
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