Gan, Gan, Gan. Your mastery of eerie scene-setting is unreal. Gloom intensified through ordinary details, a sensory storm moving through the town’s silence and horror, vulnerability tucked into the admission of humiliation. All while counting to three. Don’t stop me, still counting x
Some may be wondering whether the deputy mayor will survive his interference. I do not. Nor, will the town. Not really. The healing had not completed. Haunting and mesmerizing, a great read!
Excellent piece, Gan. "There are moments now in which the silence between counts feels worse." Crises ironically can be habitually comforting in their known states.
I can not believe the deputy mayor got to live !! Thought that fiddle player was going to let the mob get him ! Very nice Very nice- of course I loved it
That is a good question, Gan. There are a lot of things that scared me more in my younger years than they do now. I think exposure, age and faith in God has a lot to do with it.
I was terrified of heights for years. Then, on a spur of the moment decision, I decided to go skydiving. After that, my fear of heights was tamed.
I was scared crazy of lizards. I would walk a mile to avoid a lizard. Living in Texas, it is hard to avoid geckos and other lizards. I was inundated with lizards. So, I decided to desensitize myself from them. I put lizard stickers on my computer and lizard pictures around me etc. These days when I see a lizard, I stop and talk to it… geckos really are cute and attentive. I don’t go awol when I see one.
Then there are snakes… If you write about snakes, tell me. I’ll make sure I don’t read that article. I haven’t warmed up to serpents and I don’t plan to.
Your writing is excellent, and I enjoy reading your work. Best to you!
I think this one will stay with me for a while. Very eerie, very unsettling, and very intriguing.
For some reason this makes me think of Woodland. 😁
Woodland WA?
Exactly. There's a sort of 'tone;' hard to describe...
Gan, Gan, Gan. Your mastery of eerie scene-setting is unreal. Gloom intensified through ordinary details, a sensory storm moving through the town’s silence and horror, vulnerability tucked into the admission of humiliation. All while counting to three. Don’t stop me, still counting x
always happy to hear from you. i should have done more to make the whole town act as an instrument. cheers!
Hold your horses, you’ve done enough already @Gan x
Tense like an old creepypasta. But smooth around the edges with great imagery by sight and of course, sound. Solid read
Wonderful! The eerie resonance is masterful.
always a pleasure ma'am
Some may be wondering whether the deputy mayor will survive his interference. I do not. Nor, will the town. Not really. The healing had not completed. Haunting and mesmerizing, a great read!
welcome. You're right, what administration does best is stifle that which may save us
Great read I was worried and wondering the whole way through I liked the sheriff too he’s a good character
thank you for reading
The radio turning itself back on after I turned it off more than three times..? I swear I became embarrassingly done cuz of that...
i wish i could create the things you can
Excellent piece, Gan. "There are moments now in which the silence between counts feels worse." Crises ironically can be habitually comforting in their known states.
sometimes i feel tense with angst and must choose again to set it down
I get that. Choice is the shift though.
I can not believe the deputy mayor got to live !! Thought that fiddle player was going to let the mob get him ! Very nice Very nice- of course I loved it
he is maybe too important as an organ of the town to allowed to depart
You captured my attention and kept it right through to the last word. I was sitting on the edge of my seat, wondering what would happen next.
Excellent read, Gan.
What’s something that scares you that I could write about?
That is a good question, Gan. There are a lot of things that scared me more in my younger years than they do now. I think exposure, age and faith in God has a lot to do with it.
I was terrified of heights for years. Then, on a spur of the moment decision, I decided to go skydiving. After that, my fear of heights was tamed.
I was scared crazy of lizards. I would walk a mile to avoid a lizard. Living in Texas, it is hard to avoid geckos and other lizards. I was inundated with lizards. So, I decided to desensitize myself from them. I put lizard stickers on my computer and lizard pictures around me etc. These days when I see a lizard, I stop and talk to it… geckos really are cute and attentive. I don’t go awol when I see one.
Then there are snakes… If you write about snakes, tell me. I’ll make sure I don’t read that article. I haven’t warmed up to serpents and I don’t plan to.
Your writing is excellent, and I enjoy reading your work. Best to you!
I'll put some of these things in next week's post, thanks!
omg! my eyes reading this article while scenes appear in my mind.
it was so good. You are amazing uncle Gan👏❤️
thank you my kind friend
my pleasure 🤗🤗
That was cool
good to hear from you