tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5384650021404317323.post5340193178543997081..comments2023-08-10T09:07:27.906-07:00Comments on The Road to a Dream: Writing Contest EntryAva Louisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03487686090149027914noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5384650021404317323.post-88170796778216300392015-04-17T13:44:24.986-07:002015-04-17T13:44:24.986-07:00Mud. His name is mud.
Technology and what it can...Mud. His name is mud.<br /><br />Technology and what it can do that I had no idea about. In about 2 minutes my daughter had pictures of each family member than pop up on my phone when the person calls. Who knew?<br /><br />Back to the mud. You got a really lousy deal. Nothing could, or probably should, sugar coat it.<br />Once again, I'm thinking positively for/about you and wondering how you are doing.<br /><br />The cats are a blessing. The clichéd cartoon line in the bubble above the cat's head applies: "Pet the cat(s); you'll feel better." JonAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07111109586526724959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5384650021404317323.post-59889365259632322052015-04-11T11:03:34.053-07:002015-04-11T11:03:34.053-07:00Thanks for the questions, Jon.
The cats were sti...Thanks for the questions, Jon. <br /><br />The cats were still yelling because the tranquilizers were to help them stay calmer than they would be without them (not to knock them out). <br /><br />And yes, that is exactly how I learned about her. Her name and number popped up on the digital screen of my car. I went to my meeting and approached him about it after I got home. He tried lying, but I saw it and called him on it.<br /><br />Clear as mud now? LOL.<br /><br />Ava (and Mamzell & Mister)Ava Louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03487686090149027914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5384650021404317323.post-83567471032715212462015-04-11T09:53:07.305-07:002015-04-11T09:53:07.305-07:00Ava: I'm one week new to Facebook. I couldn&#...Ava: I'm one week new to Facebook. I couldn't figure out how to comment on your writing context entry there, so I will here.<br />As to your heart and your hurt, you have let go of some hurt but I sense that there are more boils on the wound that need to be lanced and the pus drained. If writing is your lance. this is a great start because it so well evokes the loss ... and what you are beginning to find.<br />Purely as writing, (other than I quite liked it for the above reason), I was left with two questions: beyond a metaphor, why were the cats still howling after the tranquilizers and ... are you saying that you first learned of the other woman when you overheard X talking to her when you were in the car in the drive way? If not - and I don't think so - you haven't answered Gynda's question. You don't need to for anyone in real life; as a story, I was left with a question.<br /><br />With a warm hug from chilly/sunny/gray/beautiful New England, JonAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07111109586526724959noreply@blogger.com