tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346856970294229406.post8902198434758882309..comments2024-03-12T09:42:43.266+00:00Comments on FlashFlood: 'Safety Pins' by Sebastian SoareIngridhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842484059848853343noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346856970294229406.post-79425984883180606182014-02-04T22:31:48.234+00:002014-02-04T22:31:48.234+00:00Emotionally indepth, superb intensity, curiosity l...Emotionally indepth, superb intensity, curiosity loomed in every sentence, anxiously anticipating the powerful absorbtion of what ever next? You can almost feel the sun and warmth pounding in through the window. One can almost smell the juiciness, if not taste the pulp of bitter, sour-sweet quince before the black birds peckings. Feeling the yarn of thee over-knitted-ness..... Mizzy's purs like clockwork of heartbeats in sync with our own and her masters thought process of ideas ticking away nonchantily. All in suspense of the safety pins silence, but coil sprung truths, just waiting to burst their mechanically bound coils to continue ........................a story further. <br /><br />Great food for thought. So perfectly put!!! Thank you Seb S. Great read, loved it.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09152509618308949633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346856970294229406.post-61144297619642809572013-06-25T23:05:54.809+01:002013-06-25T23:05:54.809+01:00A wonderful story, and very visual. Well done!A wonderful story, and very visual. Well done!Wendy Edmondnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346856970294229406.post-46704714152977793542013-06-22T18:34:42.005+01:002013-06-22T18:34:42.005+01:00Beautifully evocative story telling. I can hear th...Beautifully evocative story telling. I can hear the silence.Rachael Dunlophttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01867623861097641597noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346856970294229406.post-14273969037795169842013-06-22T16:56:40.678+01:002013-06-22T16:56:40.678+01:00Oh my. What a wonderful story. The descriptions of...Oh my. What a wonderful story. The descriptions of the quince and the seeds are perfect. The passing of time is so well depicted. I could hear it ticking onwards. Lovely, lovely stuff.Jen Harveyhttp://www.jenharvey.netnoreply@blogger.com