tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3022170005928942091.post7292038011822444334..comments2023-03-06T07:13:37.090-08:00Comments on In My "Spare" Time: A Flash Fiction Friday piece...Nancy A. Hansenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18258441837871336215noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3022170005928942091.post-92017881235970284122011-12-29T06:55:15.276-08:002011-12-29T06:55:15.276-08:00Thank you Veronica! I have been been reading every...Thank you Veronica! I have been been reading everyone's tales and they are so awfully good. I wish I had more time to respond, but I am up to my eyeballs in editing and writing right now and they days just fly by.Nancy A. Hansenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18258441837871336215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3022170005928942091.post-78209914266234230082011-12-28T18:59:06.132-08:002011-12-28T18:59:06.132-08:00"...it stood out like a purple mashed thumb o..."...it stood out like a purple mashed thumb on a hard working hand." Great line... I love that!<br /><br />Bleak desperation... a great mood piece... this is a wonderful story, Nancy! I'm a sucker for sad tales with kindred spirits.<br /><br />Very nicely done!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13430872985988041256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3022170005928942091.post-20153715944688277882011-12-22T07:06:40.280-08:002011-12-22T07:06:40.280-08:00You know Sarah sometimes you can just picture a sc...You know Sarah sometimes you can just picture a scene. I wanted that 'noir' feeling but with just the edge of hope and not total despair. I'm not a big Becks fan either but the bottles are green and it's easier to spell than Heineken. It's always been high end stuff here, so it kind of gives you the feeling that she's celebrating something to spring for one of those. <br /><br />I'd like to think she followed him too! At least just to talk...Nancy A. Hansenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18258441837871336215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3022170005928942091.post-11623232957966032242011-12-21T20:18:56.673-08:002011-12-21T20:18:56.673-08:00Hey! I love the title. And my favorite line: "...Hey! I love the title. And my favorite line: "Green bottle, red sauce. The comforts and joys of the season." (Though, I'm not a fan of Becks. I'm drinking the local swill tonight--Abita [NOLA]) Love the feel of the piece. Totally agree Ingrid about the Raymond Chandler feel. I want her to follow him into the fog, consequences be damned.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07721288431605045643noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3022170005928942091.post-49829635683242619522011-12-21T17:22:37.675-08:002011-12-21T17:22:37.675-08:00Thank you both, MRM & CMS! Been a long time si...Thank you both, MRM & CMS! Been a long time since I've sat in a bar, but I used to love the quaint little neighborhood places with the open mic nights. When I was brave enough, I might get up and sing something... And yeah, missing out... that's kind of the spirit of the song coming through. You sit there all night, trying to work up the nerve, and then *POOF* they disappear. Couldn't help putting a writer in it, we tend to get sll wrapped up in the craft. <br /><br />Thanks for the comments, much appreciated! <br />~NancyNancy A. Hansenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18258441837871336215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3022170005928942091.post-23329266750992739222011-12-21T15:38:34.105-08:002011-12-21T15:38:34.105-08:00A story true to Mr. Waits. And it seems Mr. Waits-...A story true to Mr. Waits. And it seems Mr. Waits- true to himself- missed out . .Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3022170005928942091.post-27088942221345232662011-12-21T14:54:06.523-08:002011-12-21T14:54:06.523-08:00Very nice. You hit the mood and feel of a local b...Very nice. You hit the mood and feel of a local bar so well.MRMacrumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01414173517957120477noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3022170005928942091.post-86112512362795368432011-12-20T16:28:16.982-08:002011-12-20T16:28:16.982-08:00You know the timing is oddly perfect on this one t...You know the timing is oddly perfect on this one too Ingrid. Tommy Hancock had challenged me a while back to write a PI story. He said, break the mold and do something besides fantasy Nancy, and actually tossed me a paragraph. I initially blew him off (we're friends, I can get away with that) but the gears started turning. Well, The Keener Eye series will be debuting in Pro Se Presents sometime next year. LOL So I guess I had gumshoes and writing mysteries on the brain when this challenge came up and started talking to me. You just never know...Nancy A. Hansenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18258441837871336215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3022170005928942091.post-78436899240925070372011-12-20T13:29:10.516-08:002011-12-20T13:29:10.516-08:00Oh I REALLY enjoyed this! I don't know, but th...Oh I REALLY enjoyed this! I don't know, but the flavor that came across to me made me expect you to toss on your knee-length coat, light up a cigarette and go solve a really nasty crime...Ingrid KV Hardyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01357668181484669053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3022170005928942091.post-1765863977301999002011-12-19T15:55:39.376-08:002011-12-19T15:55:39.376-08:00Thanks Thomas. I won't say I'm the biggest...Thanks Thomas. I won't say I'm the biggest Tom Waits fan in the world, but I always have liked that song, and it speaks of missed opportunities. We've all had them, and we all get wrapped up in what we do. Doesn't take much to get my mind spinning.Nancy A. Hansenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18258441837871336215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3022170005928942091.post-21668056005812975242011-12-19T08:41:40.525-08:002011-12-19T08:41:40.525-08:00Nice one, Nancy... I was touched by its sadness, t...Nice one, Nancy... I was touched by its sadness, two kindred spirits that had to be aloneThomas Pluckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17008022962076648740noreply@blogger.com