Fine story to which I relate a little as I go to a gym three times week and work out my 87 year old body on the tension machines. My 6'2" frame has shrunk to an under 6' frame. The muscle bulk is gone and I look admiringly at some of the youngsters working out with their sculptured musculature, where once I was similarly inclined. But inside a few months I have maxed out the tensions and move to the "big boy' machines. Figure soon California will pass that '90's rule and I'll have to be culminated. Bon voyage.
Beautifully written! Yesterday there was a Homer-thon at local university, an out loud reading of all 23 chapters of The Odyssey by whoever wanted to take the mic. Started around 9am and went well into the night. I enjoyed reading a bit of Chapter 2. I enjoyed more the reading of this essay.
Brava, Brava! It was like LeGuin meets Star Trek: Next Generation. Life affirming message and cutting social commentary.
Editor's note: I think you missed a negative in this sentence, "He loved postmodern conceptual art, places she knew Nick would ever visit." Suggest "would not ever" or "would never"
Asylum published this while I was in D.C. on business, and I read it in the National Gallery cafe next to the central female sculpture. Quite the experience!
Fine story to which I relate a little as I go to a gym three times week and work out my 87 year old body on the tension machines. My 6'2" frame has shrunk to an under 6' frame. The muscle bulk is gone and I look admiringly at some of the youngsters working out with their sculptured musculature, where once I was similarly inclined. But inside a few months I have maxed out the tensions and move to the "big boy' machines. Figure soon California will pass that '90's rule and I'll have to be culminated. Bon voyage.
"Covid 89" "Blackrock Residential" LOL. Excellent!
A short story indeed! Boy, oh boy, you've touched quite a few nerves. Thanks. Hope to read some more down the line.
You are an excellent writer, a very good story.
Bittersweet. Beautiful. Poignant. Prophetic? Time and choices will tell. Thank you.
A wonderful story, Peachy. You are following my thoughts lately. Paths taken, paths not taken, and the end of the story.
Beautifully written! Yesterday there was a Homer-thon at local university, an out loud reading of all 23 chapters of The Odyssey by whoever wanted to take the mic. Started around 9am and went well into the night. I enjoyed reading a bit of Chapter 2. I enjoyed more the reading of this essay.
I loved it.
I think that made me depressed. Not entirely sure.
But why didn’t she go with him?
Well written Peachy but really depressing.
Brava, Brava! It was like LeGuin meets Star Trek: Next Generation. Life affirming message and cutting social commentary.
Editor's note: I think you missed a negative in this sentence, "He loved postmodern conceptual art, places she knew Nick would ever visit." Suggest "would not ever" or "would never"
I can’t find the best words to express how this story touched me. It’s hurting my heart.
Delightfully disturbing.
Asylum published this while I was in D.C. on business, and I read it in the National Gallery cafe next to the central female sculpture. Quite the experience!
Just brutal. Depressing. A description of our future?