tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post3057328728821423265..comments2023-04-02T13:59:17.917+01:00Comments on Tales from a Tightrope: A Policeman CallsNickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771855447802399708noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-10790626776394923902013-04-02T08:19:18.547+01:002013-04-02T08:19:18.547+01:00Hi Jen
Thanks for both comments. Don't know wh...Hi Jen<br />Thanks for both comments. Don't know why the first one is not visible, I can see it, both from my moderators page and on my mobile. *Puzzled*Nickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13771855447802399708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-45626330111007921522013-04-01T16:19:12.334+01:002013-04-01T16:19:12.334+01:00My previous comment disappeared - please delete on...My previous comment disappeared - please delete one if there's a duplicate! The descriptions in this piece are vivid and absolutely hit the idea of the "telling detail" - not a cliche in sight. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-89482422462662562872013-04-01T16:12:01.232+01:002013-04-01T16:12:01.232+01:00Thank you Jen, I always like to know what other wr...Thank you Jen, I always like to know what other writers' impression is of my pieces.Nickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13771855447802399708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-35708027282846118082013-04-01T16:09:46.701+01:002013-04-01T16:09:46.701+01:00Hi Rochelle
Thanks for your comment, and for hosti...Hi Rochelle<br />Thanks for your comment, and for hosting. It is interesting that readers seem to be about evenly split between those who see a crime scene and those who see a sad demise.Nickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13771855447802399708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-49796934524163611612013-04-01T16:05:58.389+01:002013-04-01T16:05:58.389+01:00Thanks EL!Thanks EL!Nickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13771855447802399708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-65756063006494513442013-04-01T15:45:50.268+01:002013-04-01T15:45:50.268+01:00Vivid descriptions and not a hint of cliche, Nick....Vivid descriptions and not a hint of cliche, Nick. This is great stuff - you've absolutely hit the "telling detail" lesson on the head.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-35923873916232466412013-03-30T10:48:39.007+00:002013-03-30T10:48:39.007+00:00"The musty clutter in the kitchen had a stale..."The musty clutter in the kitchen had a stale sad smell, like the day before yesterday’s memories" <br />Dear Nick,<br />This is my favorite line. Somehow I didn't see it so much as a crime scene as a lonely woman who passed away without anyone's notice. A poignant well told piece. <br />Shalom,<br />RochelleRochelle Wisoff-Fieldshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00090374697915874481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-26327674249141640002013-03-29T13:13:16.612+00:002013-03-29T13:13:16.612+00:00I love your 'dirty snowflakes' - what a w...I love your 'dirty snowflakes' - what a wonderful, descriptive piece.EL Applebyhttp://elappleby.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-63425710639679770682013-03-29T06:43:31.690+00:002013-03-29T06:43:31.690+00:00Hi Lyn
Thank you for commenting, and for giving so...Hi Lyn<br />Thank you for commenting, and for giving some specific feedback. I'll see if another scene suggests itself. As before, it may not be from Rochelle's prompt, but from one of my other regular haunts - like Angela Goff's Anonymous Legacy. I have swapped follow ons between these two sites before.<br />Nickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13771855447802399708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-21951492691751170762013-03-29T06:32:07.808+00:002013-03-29T06:32:07.808+00:00Thanks for your thoughts Jan. I'll have a thin...Thanks for your thoughts Jan. I'll have a think about it!Nickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13771855447802399708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-56332622368837097122013-03-29T05:33:46.917+00:002013-03-29T05:33:46.917+00:00Your descriptions are excellent - especially, &quo...Your descriptions are excellent - especially, "Smuts from the untrimmed lamps drifted upwards like dirty snowflakes, dancing briefly on the yellowed ceiling before falling onto the warped Formica work surface." Hope there will be a continuation of this tale :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-27334642289859947322013-03-28T23:49:58.537+00:002013-03-28T23:49:58.537+00:00I agree with Bjorn -- this could "look" ...I agree with Bjorn -- this could "look" like a natural death of an elderly lady, but turn out to be something else. Sequel?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-11537336241975739172013-03-28T21:49:51.468+00:002013-03-28T21:49:51.468+00:00Yes ariadne, just the feeling that I had in mind w...Yes ariadne, just the feeling that I had in mind when I wrote the tale.Nickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13771855447802399708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-78980552130843656652013-03-28T21:47:47.339+00:002013-03-28T21:47:47.339+00:00Thanks Carrie, I'm pleased that it worked for ...Thanks Carrie, I'm pleased that it worked for you.Nickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13771855447802399708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-3961575467863427212013-03-28T21:46:31.121+00:002013-03-28T21:46:31.121+00:00Hi Bjorn. Even I'm now wondering how she came ...Hi Bjorn. Even I'm now wondering how she came to die - despite thinking in terms of natural causes i.e. old age when I wrote the story.Nickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13771855447802399708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-29748377909164566982013-03-28T21:10:01.414+00:002013-03-28T21:10:01.414+00:00Yes - it is a gloomy picture, isn't it? And su...Yes - it is a gloomy picture, isn't it? And such a sad ending, to die alone, with nobody to hold your hand as you go. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-90841801330489818102013-03-28T18:24:06.987+00:002013-03-28T18:24:06.987+00:00Raises some questions...where is the resident of t...Raises some questions...where is the resident of this home and why is the police stopping by :)<br /><br />Enjoyed the descriptions, really evoked my sensesCarriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03472645003197467754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-69884058689609393412013-03-28T17:57:32.551+00:002013-03-28T17:57:32.551+00:00It reads like a perfect introduction to a crime st...It reads like a perfect introduction to a crime story.brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-59520517256543038032013-03-28T16:51:36.237+00:002013-03-28T16:51:36.237+00:00Hi Kim
Thanks for taking time to pop in and to com...Hi Kim<br />Thanks for taking time to pop in and to comment. I still can't pin down what about the prompt photo gave me a sad steer for the story, but anyway, there it is - I guess we can't always explain why a story took a particular turn.Nickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13771855447802399708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-4087522967907102272013-03-28T16:48:42.012+00:002013-03-28T16:48:42.012+00:00Thank you Sandra. Your comments are appreciated as...Thank you Sandra. Your comments are appreciated as always!Nickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13771855447802399708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-89139479287330251052013-03-28T16:15:31.286+00:002013-03-28T16:15:31.286+00:00A sad tale but effectively written. Nice imagery....A sad tale but effectively written. Nice imagery.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-70221722797625772132013-03-28T16:08:23.083+00:002013-03-28T16:08:23.083+00:00That was very evocative - the sense of neglect and...That was very evocative - the sense of neglect and loss. Well done.Sandra Crookhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00534491053812317718noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-81179427278140678522013-03-28T15:51:19.937+00:002013-03-28T15:51:19.937+00:00Thanks Janet. For some reason, this felt a sad pho...Thanks Janet. For some reason, this felt a sad photo to me and put me in mind of scenes that I attended over the years, so I tried to get some of the feeling of how a place can feel as uninhabited as a body sometimes.Nickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13771855447802399708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245465868128573439.post-6198574702071179502013-03-28T15:46:51.151+00:002013-03-28T15:46:51.151+00:00Very well done, Nick. Your descriptions, especiall...Very well done, Nick. Your descriptions, especially in the opening sentence after the policeman's inquiry, were very good and the mix of things past their prime and the hanging on to what's important were spot-on.<br /><br />janetjanethttp://sustainabilitea.wordpress.com/2013/03/27/friday-fictioneers-after-midnight/noreply@blogger.com